"Everyone worked painstakingly together to seize the treasures. Fellow Daoist Huang gained the benefit, yet wanted to leave alone with the treasure. Isn't that a little too underhanded?"
His gaze fixed on Mortal Huang. The speaker's pipa continued to play without pause, his expression dark and his tone filled with displeasure.
Mortal Huang's expression turned incomparably ugly. Faced with the questioning of his companions, he had no intention of responding at all.
The Crimson Firmament Leaving Fire Cauldron was in his hands, and he had indeed intended to quietly leave with the treasure. Those were all facts.
Nor did he feel there was anything wrong with what he had done.
The opportunity was perfect now. If he did not quickly take the supreme treasure and leave, was he supposed to wait until the final contest of techniques?
By then, whether the treasure would still fall into his hands at all would be another matter.
Among the eight Body Integration mighty figures present, every last one of them was no weakling.
He simply had not expected his secret art to be broken by the man before him after lasting such a short time.
More precisely, he had never expected the man before him to possess a sonic attack technique.
And such a technique happened to be the greatest counter to his Phantom Image Leaving Form secret art.
"Everyone desires a supreme treasure, but Fellow Daoist Huang... you truly should not have entertained such thoughts!"
"Fortunately, it is not too late yet. So long as Fellow Daoist Huang hands over the Crimson Firmament Leaving Fire Cauldron, I can pretend none of this ever happened."
"In the contest of techniques afterward, Fellow Daoist Huang will still have a share as well!"
The music from the pipa continued unceasingly. Seeing Mortal Huang remain silent,