The Netherworld Sect Master could hardly wait. He thrust out a hand, transforming it into endless netherworld ghost shadows that swept toward the Heaven-Binding Rope in an instant.
The Myriad Saints Treasure Land had now fully awakened and begun spewing divine weapons and treasures in an unending stream. There was no need to wait.
Now was the perfect opportunity to strike!
Although it was merely a Primordial level magical treasure, whoever struck first always held the advantage!
But how could the other major forces fail to understand that?
Even a mere Heaven-Binding Rope sparked a struggle.
After all... countless elder-level figures from their own sects and holy lands were watching this battle for the treasure land through the void.
Securing the Heaven-Binding Rope first would raise morale. Although it would take some effort, the benefits outweighed the costs.
"You can forget about taking the Heaven-Binding Rope!"
The Cloud Heaven Sect Master roared and strode across the sky at tremendous speed. Space beneath his feet was nothing more than a fleeting bubble, vanishing in an instant.
Yet... the Netherworld Sect Master was simply too fast. He could not catch up.
Just as the Heaven-Binding Rope was about to fall into the Netherworld Sect Master's enormous black hand—
The Heaven-Binding Rope radiated waves of light. As though possessed of intelligence, it swiftly dodged the enormous black handprint and fled into the distant space.
Everyone was dumbfounded by the sight. None of them had imagined that a mere Flood level magical treasure would possess intelligence and even evade capture on its own!
"Fuck! How could a mere Flood level magical treasure possibly possess intelligence?"
The Netherworld Sect Master flew into a rage and jabbed a finger outward. A distant mountain range was instantly leveled and reduced to rubble. Countless living creatures were caught