The Angel Clan demigod stood silently, one palm spread open.
In it rested a tiny sphere containing incomparably powerful immortal power fluctuations. Faintly, three distinct divine fluctuations flowed endlessly across its surface, radiating an immensely powerful sealing force.
Within the sphere, a black Shadow repeatedly charged left and right, yet was never able to break through the sphere's defenses.
Imprisoned within was none other than the Shadow primordial being that had ambushed a great many foreign-race experts.
"How should we deal with this fellow?" the Angel Clan demigod asked.
Though they had captured their target, stripping away its Dao and deciding how to divide the spoils were both problems.
There was only one Shadow, and they were not even sure whether the power of its Dao could withstand the strength of all three of them.
What if it could only bear one person?
And more importantly...
If possible, all three demigods wanted to monopolize this kind of Dao power for themselves.
Rather than share it with the others. No one was willing to split something like this apart. What if, after the three of them each occupied a portion of the Dao power, their strength declined and they were far weaker than the primordial being had been when wielding that power?
Wouldn't that be a massive loss?
At that moment, the air suddenly grew a little quieter.
The three demigods, who had just been cooperating with one another, suddenly fell silent. The atmosphere between them subtly turned strange.
Everyone's eyes flickered slightly as each of them entertained their own little schemes.
Of the three present, the Angel Clan demigod was, strictly speaking, the strongest. Next came the green-robed man. The Spirit Clan female demigod was likely the weakest; most of her abilities leaned toward support, and her offensive power was