Hearing this, the Feng Family Half-step Greater Golden Core's heart sank. Mindful of Jiang Ping's terrifying combat strength, however, he restrained himself and said calmly:
"Brother Jiang, there's always a matter of who came first. My clan's genius desperately needs this Aura Pond to break through."
He paused, then said, "If you really must break through here, Brother Jiang, could you wait and allow me to finish refining it first?"
"It won't take long, just one day," the Half-step Greater Golden Core added.
He felt he had shown Jiang Ping enough respect; otherwise, he would not have bothered saying so much.
Jiang Ping looked at him quietly and gave a derisive laugh.
"What do you think the two camps fought and eliminated so many people for a few days ago?"
This was Yin-Yang Creation Mountain, a great opportunity for Golden Cores. Both sides had fought so fiercely for their own interests, to claim a bigger share and gain a little more strength.
It had nothing to do with who came first.
It was a fight to the death.
"Jiang Ping, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"
A Golden Core Nine Transformations expert could not help shouting, his face dark.
His clan's outstanding talent had already shown Jiang Ping enough respect, yet Jiang Ping refused to yield an inch and wanted to seize a place by force.
"What? Want a fight? I don't mind sending you all home."
The moment Jiang Ping spoke, as though his words carried the force of law, the surrounding scenery changed in an instant, and a violent wind and rainstorm erupted.
Even the Feng Family Half-step Greater Golden Core felt the oppressive pressure, and his heart turned cold.
"He only broke through one minor barrier, yet his strength is already beyond what a