Intercepted

"I've chosen Ancestor Mu's treasure. Thank you, Ancestor Mu. Thank you, seniors."

Xu Yi clasped his hands toward everyone and collected the square box from the Mu family's Old Ancestor. He tipped the Leaking Pill into his mouth. At once, a surging warmth rose in his belly and spread through his limbs and bones.

Mu Shentong's expression changed dramatically. He stared hard at Xu Yi. "Hand over the realm token!"

He suddenly realized that he and the other five had made a colossal mistake. What if this kid took the advantage and refused to hand over the realm token? What could they do then?

Indeed, none of the six Old Ancestors had ever considered this problem. The status of Soul Sensing Ancestors had always given them immense power—and immense confidence. They had only ever cowed ants beneath their feet. When had they ever imagined that an ant would dare offend them?

Yet this tiny ant before them was strange in every way. It wouldn't be surprising if he did something unexpected.

At Mu Shentong's words, everyone wore odd expressions and fixed their eyes on Xu Yi. No one believed he would dare commit the outrageous offense of keeping a Soul Sensing Ancestor's prize for himself.

Between War Son of Heaven's eyes, light glimmered. A mere ant like him should never have been given the right to bargain. He deserves to be wiped out completely. Good thing I kept a card up my sleeve.

But just as he was about to speak, Xu Yi said, "Ancestor Mu, there's no need to rush. Do you take me for someone who breaks his word? It's just that this place is thick with killing intent. I'm afraid that the moment I hand over the realm token, I'll be killed. I ask that Ancestor Mu