"Oh?" Upon hearing Ethan Smith's words, the three elders in hemp robes seemed somewhat surprised.
They glanced at each other, apparently not expecting Ethan Smith to agree so readily.
"However, the Traceless Immortal Scripture is not with me at the moment. After the Day of Heaven's Mandate is over, I will definitely deliver the scripture. How about that?" Ethan Smith continued.
Hearing this, the three elders' expressions instantly turned cold.
"I've long heard that Ethan Smith is cunning and deceitful, and it's indeed true upon seeing him today," one of the hemp-robed elders said coldly.
"If you don't hand over the Traceless Immortal Scripture today, not only will you have no chance to participate in the Day of Heaven's Mandate, you will also die here!" Another elder shouted.
Ethan Smith looked at the increasingly distant warship, his heart couldn't help but feel a bit anxious.
