Clearly, both of them had left the Illusionary Divine Realm.
"It's better that they are gone!" Luo Ming said coldly, "Saves me from the annoyance."
Qiu Dong looked at Chu Mo, murder clearly written on his face, "Hand over what you have! Otherwise, I have a hundred ways to kill you thoroughly in the Illusionary Divine Realm!"
Their malicious intent was completely exposed at this point.
By now, Chu Mo had dug up the entire Dragon Scale Grass. Although it did not look large from the outside, it had a surprisingly large root system. Most astonishing was the fact that the roots of the Dragon Scale Grass were as white as jade, emanating a soft glow and power, basking in a faintly lustrous light.
Both Qiu Dong and Luo Ming were looking at the complete Dragon Scale Grass in Chu Mo's hand, their breathing became even more rapid, their eyes exposed an intense greed.
