After hearing this, Uchiha Shin remained calm, without the slightest surprise, as though he had not heard it at all.
"Young Master Yan, does this mean you agree?" Zhang Beitian asked with a smile. He still needed confirmation.
Yan Fanxin nodded. "With such favorable terms, why wouldn't I agree? When you fight the Mystic Spirit King, I absolutely will not interfere, nor will I help the Mystic Spirit King."
Zhang Beitian's smile grew even broader.
Standing beside Yan Fanxin, Bai Yiyi's eyes filled with shock. How could Yan Fanxin agree to Zhang Beitian's terms?
Although she was greatly surprised, Bai Yiyi felt that there had to be something else going on. Yan Fanxin and Uchiha Shin were now very good friends; he would not do such a thing.
Zhang Beitian spun the Adamantine Staff before looking at Uchiha Shin.
"Mystic Spirit King, if you please." Zhang Beitian was exceedingly smug.
With the Adamantine Staff in hand, wouldn't killing Uchiha Shin be effortless?
If Uchiha Shin could withstand three of his moves, that would already make him impressive.
Uchiha Shin gave Zhang Beitian an indifferent glance, his eyes filled with contempt. This made Zhang Beitian deeply displeased. At a time like this, what was he still putting on an act for?
"Mystic Spirit King, take this." Yan Fanxin walked over to Uchiha Shin and handed him a flame-shaped token.
That was right—this was the Divine Mechanism Flame!
Upon seeing it, Zhang Beitian frowned. What was that thing?
He had only heard of the Divine Mechanism Flame and had never seen it before, so he did not recognize it.
"Zhang Beitian, since you wish to challenge this king, come, then." With his hands behind his back, Uchiha Shin slowly stepped forward, a disdainful smile on his lips.
Zhang Beitian scrutinized Uchiha Shin