As Yang Yuanzhao activated the spirit pearl, Chen Yang simultaneously released a trace of divine power.
Thus, from He Xinxian and Wang Sanjin's perspective, the Tianyang Temple cultivator had once again drawn upon the Immortal Treasure opportunity on his person, allowing him to stand out from the crowd of cultivators.
Both understood the matter perfectly well, yet chose to keep it unspoken.
Yang Yuanzhao's actions had already proven that the secret of the Immortal Treasure could win that mysterious pill's favor.
What remained was for the two of them to decide whether to take part in the struggle for the mysterious pill's ownership.
Without question, Wang Sanjin, whose lifespan was nearly at its end, would never let this opportunity slip away.
After pondering for a long while, He Xinxian decided to enter the fray, but not to use immortal power, nor to involve herself in this struggle.
Leaving aside the cultivators from those lofty powers and great clans who had yet to make a move, even compared with Wang Sanjin, He Xinxian did not think she could compete with him in this matter.
Thus, after flying away from the viewing platform, He Xinxian suppressed the immortal power within her body as well, falling into the same arduous predicament as the other cultivators.
A trace of disdain surfaced in Wang Sanjin's heart when he saw this, and he immediately flew into the curtain.
Whoosh—
Tap, tap, tap...
Completely unlike He Xinxian, Wang Sanjin directly summoned immortal power to bolster himself beneath the curtain. In an instant, he felt as light as a swallow and began striding forward in great steps.
"Hm? What is that old cultivator's background?"
"Never seen him before. He probably isn't from some great clan. Could he be an independent cultivator from somewhere?"
"An independent cultivator? An independent