In a valley in the Divine Offering Land.
Two figures were surrounded by a group of people. They were injured and looked exhausted. At this moment, it seemed like they were cornered with no escape.
"Hand over the item, and we'll spare your life!"
A middle-aged man, the leader of the group, stepped forward and looked at the two veiled-woman in front of him coldly. He did not expect that despite his and everyone else's efforts, they failed to obtain the treasure. Instead, it fell into the hands of the two women, who seemed to be sectless cultivators. Fortunately, he was lucky and managed to track them down with the help of his men.
The middle-aged man did not rashly attack the duo since the treasure was kept in a spatial ring. If they died, the spatial ring would self-destruct, and the treasure would be destroyed.
One of the women said with a sneer, "We're going to die either way. Why should we give the treasure to you?"
