All three prodigies had their attention fixed on the rampaging Skeleton King.
Everyone's gaze was focused on this life-and-death showdown.
No one noticed a gray-robed figure quietly slipping away from the trial participants retreating along the edge of the hall.
He had remained hidden in the darkest corner of the crowd, watching the entire battle.
He had silently watched the three fight the demon king to the death, waiting for the perfect chance to reap the fisherman's reward while others fought.
Now, with everyone taut with tension and the battle nearing its end, an opening was most likely to appear!
A cold gleam of greed flashed in the Gray-Robed Youth's eyes, and his footsteps drifted without a sound.
His figure moved like a ghostly afterimage, stirring not the slightest wind as he used the chaotic battle and lingering dust for cover.
Within a breath or two, he had silently circled behind the Skeleton King and approached the tall bluestone platform that nurtured the supreme treasure.
His mastery of movement techniques was exceptional, even rivaling the three prodigies fighting at that moment. Concealment, acceleration, repositioning-everything flowed like drifting clouds and running water, without a single flaw.
On the stone platform, the luminous white Bone Spirit Flower swayed gently, its rich, pure spiritual energy washing over him with irresistible allure.
The opportunity was right before him, almost within his grasp!
Suppressing his wild delight, the Gray-Robed Youth extended his fingertips toward the Bone Spirit Flower's stem. He planned to pluck it and retreat immediately, escaping the battlefield amid the chaos to claim sole possession of this supreme treasure that could help a martial artist break through to the Bone Tempering Realm.
Once he succeeded, he could ascend to the heavens in a single step and leave every other youth behind!
He believed