The Dark Sea Region measured everything by wealth and goods. Qin Fengming had learned that lesson long ago. Yang She's reiteration of it now was naturally also a warning to everyone that only by joining forces could they gain anything.
Everyone had signed the contract, so there were already certain restrictions against fighting among themselves.
Unless they encountered some exceedingly heaven-defying rare treasure that was impossible to resist, and could kill the others in a single strike, none of the eight peak Integration stage cultivators would likely destroy this contract.
Although this sort of contract would not immediately cause them to be cursed to death by backlash, destroying it would definitely inflict extremely severe pain on the person who had cast it. Even if they could endure it, their condition would become extremely poor. It was even entirely possible that they would suffer Dao injuries and have their cultivation realm plummet.
None of them said anything. They merely nodded solemnly.
Yang She glanced at Jia Daoquan and Cui Mingzhen. The three of them did not say a word. After putting away the formation, they sprang away and shot toward the outside of the island.
Although none of them had spoken, everyone understood that this sizable island was not the Divine Cauldron Sect's foundation site.
Qin Fengming and the others naturally showed no reaction to the way Yang She's group of three had acted.
Before they jointly reached that location, such an action was entirely understandable.
This flight did not last long. After the time it took to brew a cup of tea, a place with three islands, each only a dozen or so miles from the others, appeared before them.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, could this place be the Divine Cauldron Sect's foundation site that the three of you discovered?"
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