"Your Zhao clan actually sent a great cultivator into the fray. How could I not bring out a few tricks of my own?" Xiang Yihang sneered. "You came for the heart blood of my Xiang Imperial Clan again, didn't you? You dared come to my Xiang Capital for the Pre-Qin Ruins. You truly have the nerve to stake everything on this. Aren't you afraid that the powerful experts of my imperial clan will leave every one of you here?"
"The Pre-Qin Ruins?" When Zhao Tongshan and Old Lady Yuan heard those four words, their expressions immediately changed, and they looked toward High Person Ziqing in unison.
"You certainly know quite a lot. You haven't even reached the level of a great cultivator, yet you already know these secrets. Could it be that your Xiang Imperial Clan has forgotten its ancestral injunctions?" High Person Ziqing's expression darkened. Seeing that the three scorpion beasts had formed a formation, linking together tightly and surrounding his Flame Stings while taking turns biting them, he sent the Yin-Yang Law Ring chasing after the Dark Ghost Ape once more. High Person Ziqing's eyes shifted, and a brocade-colored cloth bag flew out. It billowed in the wind, flames swirling within. As its mouth opened, immense force tugged at the three scorpion beasts, attempting to suck them into the bag.
"You two, don't let yourselves be distracted. You've fallen for the other side's delaying tactic. Take these two down first!" High Person Ziqing shouted.
"High Person, is your behavior an attempt to conceal your true purpose here? This concerns the Pre-Qin Ruins, so naturally, the fewer people who know, the better. After all, the rumors concern advancing to Spirit Transformation. Surely you aren't willing to share that with people whose strength is too poor. These people exhaust themselves