Boom!
A violent clash erupted. The two colliding figures were forced apart, while another figure shot into the sky from a dark cavern below.
"Aermile, Profenci, you two bastards! I discovered that thing first! It belongs to my Emperor Winged Demon Race! Are you really going to steal it from me?" After being blasted away, the profound-black, sinister-looking figure with a pair of wings glared in shock and fury.
"Maloni, a Great God Heaven of the Emperor Winged Demon Race like you can't even defeat a member of the Yuan Ming Curse Fiend Race like me in close combat. That token isn't something you can lay your hands on. If you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for being rude," Aermile snorted coldly.
"Aermile, I've got it." Profenci flew up from below.
"The Asura Palace token, the Asura Token. Although one token only allows one person inside, the treasures within are far more plentiful than those outside. This is our chance to turn things around. There will definitely be Asura Fruit within Asura Palace. By then, my strength will rise greatly, reaching the level of a clan ancestor." Aermile's eyes burned with excitement, completely ignoring Maloni before him.
They had originally entered together, but if a choice had to be made, of course they would stick with their own race.
But there was only one token. How could they divide it?
Naturally, it would go to the elder brother.
"Big Brother." Profenci looked at Aermile and was just about to speak when—
"Hm?" They both turned toward one direction.
"The Nine-Story Golden Pagoda. That's Blade Demon's treasure. I didn't expect Blade Demon to dare enter Asura Purgatory as well." The blood mist in the distance churned, and they immediately spotted the Star Tower within it.
Greed instantly