Dao Lord Taichu turned to look at the others and asked with a cold smile, "Who else?"
No sooner had Dao Lord Taichu finished speaking than a deep, resonant voice rang out from the Chaos in the distance. "Hahahaha..."
Whoosh!
A ball of light shot out from the depths of Chaos, moving with astonishing speed.
Dao Lord Taichu's expression turned grave as he looked up at the ball of light.
Swish!
The light instantly arrived before him, then slowly expanded to reveal a Bronze Coffin.
Dao Lord Taichu's face grew solemn. He recognized the Bronze Coffin; it was a sacred relic of the ancient Dragon Clan.
He secretly pondered, Could the Myriad Demon Sect be a subordinate force of the Dragon Clan?
Thud.
The Bronze Coffin slowly came to a stop.
A phantom appeared atop the coffin. He was a silver-haired middle-aged man. He looked at Dao Lord Taichu and said indifferently, "I already know who you are."
Dao Lord Taichu raised his brows slightly. "Oh? Since you know, then you should also know that I am determined to obtain the Dragon Person's corpse."
The middle-aged man nodded. "Unfortunately, you are no match for me. This is my clan's sacred relic, and you cannot take it away. I advise you to give up, lest you waste your time."
"Oh? Who are you to be so confident?" Dao Lord Taichu asked coldly.
The middle-aged man said, "I am Long Batian, son of the Dragon Clan's Great Emperor from the ancient era. By order of the Dragon Clan's Great Emperor, I have waited here for a junior like you to come and claim this corpse. You may get lost now."
"A descendant of the Dragon Clan's Great Emperor? You think that will make me retreat? Heh, ridiculous," Dao Lord Taichu said calmly.