The battle raged on without end.
As it went on, the mutant True Dragon completely lost all ability to resist.
Its enormous dragon body lay sprawled in the chaos, utterly motionless. Even its last trace of life was about to fade away.
Seeing this, everyone tacitly stopped attacking.
After all, fresh was best.
This thing could not die yet.
"Everyone, it is time to divide the ownership rights."
A young man in a white robe was the first to speak.
"In that case, let us first clear out these people who are not qualified."
"That makes sense."
"I agree."
"Agreed."
The vote passed unanimously.
Those Daluo Golden Immortal experts without sufficient backing were directly expelled at that moment.
As for those who had fought bloodily as the main force and suffered serious injuries, they hid away alone to heal, with no one paying them any heed.
They were merely chess pieces. Now that they had been used, they had become discarded pieces.
Once nearly everyone had been cleared out, only fifteen people remained.
The identities and backgrounds of these fifteen were absolutely top-tier within the Eastern Region.
At this moment, every one of them found the others displeasing to the eye.
"Everyone, how should we divide this mutant True Dragon?"
A young man fanned himself, revealing a harmless smile.
Yet in the eyes of the others, that smile seemed rather terrifying.
"How should we divide it? Naturally, by strength. Whoever has the bigger fist gets it."
Someone directly set the tone for the matter.
That was, they would fight. Whoever won would get it.
"I want the mutant True Dragon."
At that moment, Yun Qiyue emerged from the void with Ye Lin.
"Senior Sister Yun?"
"Yun Qiyue? Why is she here?"
"No idea."
"This is troublesome."
Upon seeing Yun Qiyue,