A full thirteen warboats slowly came to a halt before the crowd.
On one of the warboats stood a middle-aged man with a gruesome scar carved across his face. His eyes brimmed with disdain as he looked down upon the gathered people.
"Well, well? Everyone's here?"
The middle-aged man spoke in a flippant tone, as though none of these beings were worth his notice.
"Sacred Sect, Azure Cloud Sect, the masters of the Snow Domain and the Blood Sea, Old Soul, the Desolate Beast, and two families I don't recognize."
"Hehe, interesting."
"Allow me to introduce myself. Liu Hei, an Inner Sect steward of Black Mountain."
"From this moment on, this Heavenly Heart Lotus belongs to us. You can all get lost."
Liu Hei showed no mercy in his words.
His tone was steeped in contempt, as if he were shooing away flies.
He did not take these worthless rabble seriously at all.
Or rather, these worthless rabble were not even qualified to enter his sight.
The moment those words fell, the faces of the leaders of the eight great factions turned ugly, yet no one dared refute him.
Black Mountain was the ruler of this region.
If Black Mountain wanted to destroy them, it would be as easy as crushing an ant.
Even the black-robed elder, the strongest person present, fell silent at this moment.
He could not afford to provoke those two young people from Origin Continent.
And now, he could afford to provoke Black Mountain even less.
This was too damned hard.
Could he really just watch such a treasure slip away from him?
But I'm unwilling to accept this!
"What the hell is Black Mountain? Never heard of it."
"My name is Xue Yunxuan, from the Divine Sword Sect of Origin Continent. This is my junior