"Kid, give me the thing!"
"Give it to me!"
Figures shrouded in the undying immortal radiance descended in front of the mountain Gate.
"Brat, if you give me the thing, I can protect you. I'm the Lord of the wave-viewing sect, and my words carry enormous weight!"
"Kid, don't listen to him. This old thief is the best at deceiving people. Give it to me. I am the sect master of the transformation sect. I can take you into my sect and ensure that you will have no worries for the rest of your life!"
They shouted one after another, their expressions somewhat anxious.
Their cultivation levels were about the same, so whoever could persuade this kid to be the first to get the treasure would have the upper hand.
"You all want this treasure?"
Tang Hao stood at the mountain Gate. He untied the storage bag from his waist and waved it in front of his eyes.
The eyes of the venerable sovereigns outside the door narrowed, and their breathing became rapid.
