The sudden confrontation left everyone present a bit startled, and they quickly adopted an attitude of watching the drama unfold.
It seemed both individuals were determined to compete for the true immortal ancient dragon's reverse scale and neither intended to easily let the opportunity slip by.
However, since neither of them could gather the three required materials on their own, a dispute was inevitable.
"You jest, sir. I hold two of the three required materials, while you possess only one. If anyone should be granted this opportunity, it ought to be me," the white-browed cultivator retorted coldly in response to the other's probing.
From the crowd emerged a cultivator clad in a black fur cloak. His figure was gaunt, and his face was sharp and thin. At a glance, it was clear he wasn't a benevolent character.
