The Sea Dragon Race could not be considered a superpower in the Mother World, so its resources naturally could not compare with those of the Supreme One Heavenly Palace, a superpower.
But the bodies of the Sea Dragon Race were exceptionally strong, especially their Dragon Scales, which were natural treasures in themselves.
The three of them had been extraordinarily lucky this time. Their assigned numbers had differed by no more than a hundred. Although a gale had kicked up as soon as they entered the Chaotic Origin Great World, the three members of the Sea Dragon Race had been the first to assemble.
The other two members of the Sea Dragon Race wore ill-intentioned expressions. A Chaotic Origin Spirit was certainly precious, but since this human brat clearly had quite a background, he should have plenty of good things on him.
"You mean you refuse to hand over that Chaotic Origin Spirit?" Luo Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly.
That member of the Sea Dragon Race stuffed the Chaotic Origin Spirit into his Sumeru Ring, then cast a glance at the two members of the Sea Dragon Race behind him.
The two members of the Sea Dragon Race blurred, flashing to Luo Zheng's side and rear and forming a three-sided pincer.
Then the leading member of the Sea Dragon Race let out a savage grin. "When we were outside, I saw that you had quite the impressive background. I never thought you'd be such an idiot. The moment you saw us, you should have run. Now you don't have the chance... Rong Er, Rong San, attack!"
In the eyes of this member of the Sea Dragon Race, Rong Da, the smartest thing Luo Zheng could have done upon seeing the three of them was to flee at once and preserve his