The atmosphere instantly turned tense.
The eight-gate cloud was too precious. If one obtained it, as long as they used it appropriately, their clan would be able to prosper for a thousand years.
Who wouldn't want such a rare and precious mysterious species of darkness?
Chen Anfu's eyes emitted killing intent. If it wasn't for him expending too much spirit qi in the battle earlier, leading to him unable to kill these people, he would surely silence them all.
Swish~
The cloud in the shape of the eight trigrams appeared again. It then flew into the air with unbelievable speed.
Sun Mo used Divine Sight to observe some data, but his eyes weren't able to track its movements.
"Let's leave!"
Jin Mujie instructed.
"Teacher Jin!"
Yi Jiamin called out. An ownerless and priceless mysterious species of darkness would belong to whoever had the capability to snatch it. Why would she want to give it to Chen Anfu?
