"You’re making contact!"
"What, can’t get in touch?"
"Everything before was all lies, right? Including that Starry Sky Beast Chi Calamity that never revealed its true form—wasn’t that your trickery? Did you take away that sword?"
"Surrender it!"
Carson Flores sighed, "True Sage Grand Void said he would save once, but if that singular rescue is used for you, it’d be such a waste."
Carson Flores glanced around, his expression calm, "Yes, Lucas White and I did co together. I’m here for the Harmony Spring, while he’s just here for the spectacle. You could say he’s my accomplice, but I won’t surrender the items. Since we can’t co to an agreent, let’s just rely on our own ans."
Orion Watson sneered, "Rely on your ans? You’re just a re Heavenly Immortal, stripping away the veneer of lies, do you really think you stand a chance against us? A re finger can end you. I’d advise you not to be so ignorant—all you have to do is help us capture Lucas White and surrender the Harmony Spring and Giant Sword, and we can let you leave intact, as if you never ca here."
Carson Flores laughed heartily, "Let leave? Seems like you’re scared—scared that you might overdo it in dealing with . I’ve got nothing to lose; I could bring out True Sage Grand Void against you—even with just one shot, it’s surely enough to make you suffer."
Orion Watson said sternly, "Since you refuse to listen, then we have no choice but to capture you and get the information we want out of you."
Orion Watson abruptly reached towards Carson Flores, while the others, including Wyrella Holt, did not make a move.
Carson Flores was just a Heavenly Immortal, while Orion Watson, as a Great Land Immortal, could easily capture him.
The Ethereal Pagoda scattered golden light, Carson Flores flashed, and vanished directly into the Ethereal Pagoda.
The Sky-covering Giant Hand descended, grabbing towards the Ethereal Pagoda.
The Ethereal Pagoda ascended rapidly, the giant hand followed closely, blocking all escape routes of the Ethereal Pagoda.
In an instant, the Ethereal Pagoda expanded rapidly, colliding directly with Orion Watson’s Sky-covering Giant Hand.
"Dang!"
A loud sound resounded loudly throughout the Heavenly Do.
The fiery red hand suddenly began to recede wildly, yet it held onto the Ethereal Pagoda.
Orion Watson was shocked—what kind of magical treasure is this?
With just one grab, this treasure actually held firm without exploding under his power?
How strong must its defensive power be?
Orion Watson’s eyes lit up instantly; this magical treasure is a good thing—it’s mine!
Nearby, Wyrella Holt and Virelia Jaramillo exchanged a glance, seeing the heat and greed in each other’s eyes.
"Fellow Orion, let lend you a hand!"
"I’ll join in!"
Wyrella Holt flicked his hand, turning countless silver threads of his horsetail whisk into crystalline transparent lines, ensnaring the Ethereal Pagoda.
Virelia Jaramillo threw out a Red Silk Ribbon, wrapping the Ethereal Pagoda swiftly like a whirlwind.
Orion Watson’s face displayed anger, "What are you doing?"
Wyrella Holt smiled slightly, "Helping, of course. This treasure is formidable—if he escapes with it, we’d sustain substantial losses. We still need to find Lucas White on him, too."
Virelia Jaramillo laughed, sounding like silver bells, "I find this pagoda quite intriguing. Why don’t you two let have it?"
"Dream on!"
Orion Watson’s giant hand slapped back, scattering countless silver threads from the horsetail whisk, yet the Sky-covering Giant Hand was pierced by countless silver threads, creating large holes. The Red Silk Ribbon seized the opportunity to fall, appearing about to wrap the Ethereal Pagoda—horsetail whisk’s silver threads, as though alive, directly ensnared the Red Silk Ribbon, pulling it from behind and preventing it from descending.
Orion Watson was incensed, "We haven’t even captured the person yet—why are you complicating matters? Can’t we catch the person first before we discuss?"
Wyrella Holt didn’t retreat, smiling, "In that case, why don’t I capture the person; I’ll hold onto the pagoda first, and then we can negotiate ownership."
Negotiate ownership?
"Fellow Wyrella, you can deceive outsiders with those words, but us—how can we not know? If this pagoda falls into your hands, where would we have a share?"
Wyrella Holt’s horsetail whisk threads enveloped the sky; his voice remained relaxed and bright, "Then what to do—the treasure is one item, but the Sect has three..."
"Whoever snatches it gets it!"
Orion Watson roared sulkily, also bringing out his magical treasure—a pitch-black sickle. As the sickle appeared, the sound of ghostly wails echoed around, as if countless fierce ghosts were crying, accompanied by thick black energy creating an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.
The sickle flew towards the horsetail whisk in mid-air, while the silver threads of the horsetail whisk recoiled. The sickle sliced through the air, instantly severing many silver threads.
Wyrella Holt’s expression showed pain, "Fellow Orion, you’re serious now; don’t bla for showing my true skills."
Virelia Jaramillo laughed gently, Red Silk Ribbon swirling through the sky, "I’m a woman, and you two n don’t know how to cherish beauty—why not let have it?"
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