Hearing Fang Yun's voice, the assembled Saints failed to react for a moment. What did he mean? What gave Fang Yun the nerve to say such a thing? Even if he knew the supreme treasure's name, it was in Wind Ancestor's avatar's hands. How dared he demand it?
"Fang Yun, you brat, are you trying to make this ancestor split his sides laughing?" Wind Ancestor's avatar stared coldly at Fang Yun, a faint trace of anger in his gaze.
A Saint Ancestor's dignity could not be desecrated. For Fang Yun to say such a thing now was not merely a provocation-it was an outright humiliation of a Saint Ancestor's avatar, no different from humiliating the Saint Ancestor himself.
How could a dignified Saint Ancestor's avatar surrender a treasure he had obtained!
"Fang Yun, enough!" Giant God Third Ancestor's avatar's expression darkened. He had already been furious that Wind Ancestor's avatar had reaped such an enormous windfall. Fang Yun's provocation at this moment instantly ignited the nameless fire in his heart.
Withered Mountain Ancestor's avatar smiled, an aged face appearing on the enormous mountain, and said slowly, "Wind Ancestor, you obtained such a supreme treasure for nothing. It is only natural for others to envy you. But if Fang Yun snatches it away, you will become the greatest laughingstock in the Kunlun Ancient Realm."
Among the group behind Withered Mountain Ancestor's avatar, only a few Great Sages laughed along.
Wind Ancestor's avatar swept a cold glance over Withered Mountain Ancestor's avatar, then turned toward Fang Yun and sneered. "What, have you forgotten the Kunlun Great Oath? Do you want to go back on your word? Go ahead and try!"
Fang Yun said calmly, "We merely agreed not to harm or secretly plot against one another. This object is bound to me