At that moment, the assembled Saints hesitated.
"Lord Ye Heng, if we obtain an inheritance that cannot be passed on to others, how will that be counted?" the Saint named Bing Mu asked again.
"That's simple. I won't take advantage of you. If you obtain an inheritance, you've earned it. I only want the other treasures, not the inheritance. Of course, there's one more condition: you must not attack the Saints of my Food Country. Those are my two conditions. Make your choice." Lord Ye Heng smiled.
"Very well. I accept your terms, Lord Ye Heng." Bing Mu did not hesitate. He immediately swore an oath before the Supreme Rule in Lord Ye Heng's presence. Almost everyone there could sense the fluctuations of the Supreme Rule.
Lord Ye Heng smiled in satisfaction.
"Good. You may enter." Lord Ye Heng gestured to the Saint named Bing Mu.
Without the slightest hesitation, Bing Mu flew straight through the opening that had been torn in the seal.
"The rest of you, hurry if you want to go in. Once the other God Kings arrive and more Saints enter, your chances of obtaining treasures will be even slimmer," Lord Ye Heng said with a smile.
He was in no hurry. The other God Kings were trapped in the Space Cube and probably would not escape anytime soon. He himself had only managed to get out within a hundred years through sheer luck. Without that luck, he might not have escaped even after spending several times as long inside. Any other God King who got out quickly would probably have to rely on luck as well.
Most of the other Saints present were at the tenth-origin Saint Realm, and every one of them was powerful. They still showed no intention of moving. The relatively weaker