Zhuge Futian gave Chen Wen a deep look, but said nothing more.
He did not dare claim to understand Chen Wen completely, but one thing he could be certain of was this.
A man who dared to kill Jiang Tianqiong and the others in front of everyone could never be a coward.
But he had said what needed to be said. What Chen Wen chose to do was up to him.
Time ticked by, and the already tense atmosphere grew increasingly grim.
Yet everyone waited, all while remaining on guard.
They all knew that a great battle could erupt at any moment.
Men died for wealth, birds died for food.
At a time like this, no one could be certain they would not be killed.
Just then, bursts of piercing wind suddenly rose from the once-calm abyss.
The sound was like Ghostfang howling, making everyone's hair stand on end.
The chill spreading through the air made them shudder uncontrollably.
The wind had risen.
And the sky had turned cold.
Everyone instinctively drew a deep breath.
The next moment, everyone raised their heads.
The fruits on the True Dragon Tree finally stirred. Rings of green light rippled outward from the nine True Dragon Fruits.
Then the Azure Dragon Fruits began to sway slightly as well.
This was... the moment when the melon ripened and fell from the vine.
Everyone's gazes changed.
Killing Intent began to rise across the scene.
The True Dragon Fruits could not wait.
They were extremely special. Once they fell, if they were not wrapped in Spiritual Energy, they would immediately dissipate into the heavens and earth.
By then, it would be too late to fight over them.
No one could be sure they would not be interrupted when they took action.
There were only nine True Dragon