But once he learned about this ice soul, Zuo Xiaoduo made his decision in an instant.
I have to win this strand of ice soul essence!
I have to win!
I must win!
I cannot lose!
I absolutely cannot lose!
Opposite him, Great Shaman Bingming, disguised as Bing Xiao Bing, slowly settled his mind as well, his eyes and heart filled with fierce fighting spirit.
I cannot lose!
This time, I really cannot lose!
If this were only a fight between the two of us, it wouldn't matter. That strand of ice soul is no use to me anyway, and no one else in the Witch Alliance has a constitution suitable enough to hold it...
After all these years, the ice spirit has gradually begun to fade, barely clinging to life. Even giving it to Zuo Xiaoduo would be fine. The brat only has a Flame Sun constitution anyway; he can't use it either.
Besides, I already have an ice soul that's grown as mighty as the sun at its zenith. The others hardly catch my eye anymore. Giving it away would be no great loss.
But now... things have changed!
The stakes have changed too!
They've become a tenth of the final haul of resources from newly emerged Space Ruins!
The thought made even Great Shaman Bingming's heart tremble.
Liehuo, oh, Liehuo, you really dare to play for keeps. Have you fucking forgotten how you lost your wife last time? You still haven't changed your damned ways, and you want to gamble again?
And you're betting on me, no less!
Do you know how big these Space Ruins are??
We're still not quite sure, but what if these Space Ruins are big-very big?
*Then a tenth of the resources inside might be enough to change the situation across