"This old ghost has truly lived long enough. His strength is terrifying—he's already at the peak of the Tribulation Infant Realm!"
Bei Xuan's face turned grave. He had originally thought he could contend with him with his own strength, but he had not expected Daozhen to be this powerful.
"This is troublesome. Getting the Command Token will be difficult now!"
Daozhen had actually turned hostile outright. Fighting was impossible; he would not risk his life against Daozhen for Yan Chenghai's position as overseer.
More importantly, what if he could not win?
"Master, what do we do?"
Yan Chenghai was even more unwilling to accept this. He knew perfectly well that he was no stronger than Mo Xinghe, and Mo Xinghe had been beaten by Fang Mo until only a single breath remained. That made him even less of a match.
Once Fang Mo obtained the Command Token, he would never have another chance.
"What do you mean, what do we do? We leave!"
Bei Xuan's face was livid. He shot Yan Chenghai a vicious glare, flicked his sleeve, and vanished from where he stood.
"They're leaving just like that? Why aren't they snatching it anymore?"
Seeing Bei Xuan actually leave, Gu Yu's face filled with astonishment. "Why aren't you fighting? Bei Xuan, where's your pride?"
Yan Chenghai's face immediately fell. His eyes grew incomparably dim, and he looked somewhat lost and despondent.
Du Xun gave Fang Mo a deep look, then turned to leave as well.
"Wait!"
At that moment, Fang Mo suddenly called out to stop the two of them.
The two paused and looked toward Fang Mo. Du Xun raised his brows, his eyes filled with confusion.
"You called for us?"
Yan Chenghai also looked at Fang Mo in confusion. Fang Mo had actually stopped them.
"If I