"Hey, hey, hey. I'm saying, is it really okay for you lot to fight on someone else's turf?" A lazy voice drifted up from underground.
The three of them instantly became vigilant. For someone to approach them while they were locked in a standoff was simply unimaginable to them.
Although all three had been focused on one another, that was precisely why their vigilance had been raised to the limit. Yet someone had still managed to draw close without their noticing. What an astonishing thing that was.
"It's you..." A few fierce glints flashed in Ye Qianqian's eyes, as though something was struggling to break free, only to be forcibly suppressed.
Ye Xiwen took all of this in, merely sneering as he said, "Sorry, but you all arrived too late. This Saint Medicine is mine!"
With a wave of his hand, the Saint Medicine flew directly into his grasp, giving him a feeling as though they were connected by blood.
This was a Saint Medicine nurtured with his strongest blood.
At this point, the three of them understood. This Saint Medicine was probably truly connected to him; otherwise, with the spiritual nature of a Saint Medicine, it could not have flown into his hand so easily.
"So it was you who laid traps during this time and turned this place into a dangerous zone?" Jin Yuan said coolly, his gaze unfriendly.
"You can eat whatever you please, but you can't talk nonsense. I didn't do anything. They killed each other of their own accord; it had nothing to do with me!" Ye Xiwen said with a smile.
"Hand over the Saint Medicine, or die!" Chen Tengkong said bluntly. He did not take Ye Xiwen seriously at all. He had seen through Ye Xiwen's cultivation level—he was merely an Early Imperishable