Not to mention the human cultivators—even the Demon Cultivators at the Spirit Severing stage found their breathing quicken in an instant.
As Demon Cultivators, it was true that they were subject to the orders of Ji Changkong, the Young Master of the Demon Race.
But if a fortuitous opportunity truly fell into their own hands, no one would stand on ceremony.
Throughout the Six Realms, when all was said and done, the fundamental rule remained unchanged: strength spoke.
Before the words had even faded, quite a few Spirit Severing stage cultivators shot into the sky, risking their lives as they rushed toward the three treasures that had appeared later.
Those acting at this moment were not merely human cultivators; there were also individual Demon Race Demon Cultivators among them.
Men died for wealth, birds died for food. Even cultivators wholly devoted to the Dao could not escape such worldly instincts.
High in the air,
the Body Integration stage human powerhouses and Great Demons, who had originally been standing at swords' point over the treasures, with a great battle on the verge of erupting,
all came to a halt in midair.
Five chains had shattered, and five Divine Weapons had appeared in the heavens at once.
By all rights, this should have been a good thing.
Yet because of this, how they were to choose became no small problem.
Even if the eight human Body Integration stage powerhouses seized every treasure present, there would still not be enough to go around.
The only solution everyone could accept was to seize as many supreme treasures as possible.
That way, when it came time for the final division, each person's chances of obtaining a supreme treasure would naturally increase greatly.
As for the Demon Race, their purpose in coming to the Ancient God