"This Blue Cloud Treasury was discovered by us first. What you're doing is hardly reasonable, is it?"
In the starry sky, one of the middle-aged men clad in purple robes stared gravely at the warboat opposite him.
"Hahaha, you say you discovered it, so it belongs to you? How domineering. Move aside now, and we might consider letting you have a share of the spoils. But if you're too blind to know better, don't blame us for wiping out the world behind you as well."
A great demon with the head of a bull and the body of a man spoke in a deep voice.
His muscles were solid and knotted, two horns grew from his head, and he held a pair of axes in his hands. He radiated an overwhelming sense of pressure.
With every breath he took, streams of white mist curled from his nostrils.
"Since we can't come to an agreement, then we fight."
The middle-aged Human Race man said angrily.
"Fight? Do you have the strength for that?"
The bull-headed man said disdainfully. He slowly raised a hand, and all manner of lights lit up before the warboats behind him. A great battle was on the verge of erupting.
Inside one of the warboats, an exquisitely beautiful woman watched the scene before her with a timid expression, her large eyes filled with fear.
Just as the two sides were about to clash, a warboat of extraordinary splendor slowly entered the battlefield. It floated without any apparent power, drifting forward bit by bit.
Both sides fell silent at once.
At the front of the warboat sat a young man in a blood-red robe, cross-legged in secluded cultivation.
"Fellow Daoist, please halt."
The bull-headed man looked at the warboat drifting toward him, raised the giant axe in his