Battle (3)

Elder Cong's face darkened as soon as those words were out of his mouth.

So the Crimson League wanted the Spirit of Chaos fragments as well!

Looking at them from the side, Ye Qingtang was not worried at all. The Ancient You Clan wouldn't be the Ancient You Clan if they were handed the fragments over willingly.

And just as she had predicted, Elder Cong's face darkened when he heard Mi's demands.

"What? You don't want to? If you're not going to hand it over, we'll have to take it ourselves!" Bai Zhi was already filled with murderous intent towards the Ancient You Clan which had made a fool of them many times now. Seeing Elder Cong's reluctance, her eyes flashed dangerously.

Wasting no time, Bai Zhi swiftly attacked the Ancient You Clan in the blink of an eye.

Since the Crimson League had made the first move, Elder Cong realized that they had nothing to discuss. He ordered the Ancient You Clan youths and soldiers to attack as well.