The few Stage Three experts looked at the White Snake Swordmaster, who had recovered to his peak condition, and their expressions gradually turned ugly.
Just as the White Snake Swordmaster had said, he had unlimited healing power. Even if they obtained power close to his, they would not be able to resist him.
Just the fact that the White Snake Swordmaster could ignore her injuries in battle and fight with her life on the line was already an incomparable advantage.
"Brother White Snake, how about we give you the Philosopher's Stone?" the Yam Lord suddenly asked.”
His words seemed to be admitting defeat, but in reality, he was trying to sow discord between the White Snake Lord and the Philosopher's Stone.
Among the many Tier 3 Champions, although not everyone could think of the Yam Lord, they felt that this suggestion was not bad.
They had also gained a lot. At the very least, this trip was worth a few years or even a dozen years of bitter cultivation.
