"Watch this!" Raon Lai from the Demonic Night Sect shouted confidently. As the box reached his vicinity, he made his move.
Even Amalia glanced over, as this was the first time anyone had attempted to capture one of the boxes. Everyone was curious about what would happen.
Raon Lai's hand transformed into a massive shadowy claw, which grasped the black box without hesitation.
He glanced around smugly, as if to bask in the envy of others, but his expression quickly changed. Letting out a strained cry, his face turned red.
He couldn't lift the box immediately, and with its own momentum aiding it, the box easily broke free from his grasp and continued flowing downstream.
Having failed so publicly, Raon Lai was humiliated. Dongjian Zhao shot him a sharp glare, his disappointment was palpable. What a disgrace—he couldn't even manage to grab a single box.
