The three Golden Crow kings left the Immortal Gate with dark expressions and returned to the Golden Crow Clan's territory.
Meng Chuan had taken a firm stance and refused the exchange. There was nothing they could do.
They did not dare seize it by force. Even if the Old Golden Crow from the Emperor's Fall Era came back to life, he would not dare.
Meng Chuan was hardly the only Immortal King in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. Counting him, there were five.
That was an enormous force. Trying to rob them would be courting death.
They had not lost their minds.
Trading barbs was not the same as coming to blows, and even their barbs had been restrained.
"Now we've made enemies of the Golden Crow Clan," the Saint King said slowly.
"So what? If this truly makes them our enemies, they're only one clan," the old Heavenly Horned Ant sneered.
"A clan passed down from the Emperor's Fall Era. What an impressive name." The Saint King smiled.
The Saint King stood at the peak, second to none!
They wanted someone else's treasure but could not offer anything of equal value. Was it a crime for him to refuse?
Did the laws of Heaven and Earth demand that he trade with the Golden Crow Clan?
If the clan bore a grudge over this and tried little tricks against the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands in the future,
then they would take the clan on themselves.
Meng Chuan paid the Golden Crow Clan no mind. Such an ancient clan was imposing, but to Immortal Kings above the level of giants, it amounted to little.
The line of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands would only grow stronger. If today's events truly gave the Golden Crow Clan wicked ideas,
then