"Brother Zhang, look at this situation. The Misty Sect and the Corpse Puppet Sect have clearly joined forces. They're trying to shut us out!
"If this keeps up, we probably won't get even a scrap of the spoils!"
Mo Huang of the Mo Family spoke with a helpless expression.
He knew full well that the Misty Sect and the Corpse Puppet Sect had over six thousand people between them.
His side had only a little over two thousand. The disparity in strength was so great that they did not dare confront the others.
"Hmph, we didn't spend over half a month waiting here just to come away empty-handed!
"No matter what, we have to get at least a sip of the broth!"
Li Zhen of the Li Family snorted, making no effort to hide his dissatisfaction.
Hadn't they waited here so long precisely because they were convinced Xie Li, Tao Yang, and the others possessed some tremendous opportunity?
If they ended up getting nothing, wouldn't they have wasted all that time?
"Easy, easy. Let's see how things develop first. If Xie Li, Tiger Howl, and the others manage to break out, whoever kills them gets the spoils.
"If those two sects refuse to be reasonable and insist on keeping everything for themselves, our two thousand people aren't pushovers either!"
Zhang Zhenjun stroked his chin thoughtfully, looking quite wise, an inscrutable glint flickering in his eyes.
"That's right. Brother Zhang is right! With over a dozen factions standing together, I refuse to believe they'd dare offend us all!"
A Heavenly Prodigy from the Liang Family spoke confidently. Their lineages were all among the most powerful in their respective regions.
With over a dozen lineages united, would Wu Donghao, Dou Se, and those other True Disciples really dare kill them all?