A small mountain with a faint luster approached, its two-mile-long mass drifting quietly like a ghost.
The more than ten people all had faces filled with greed, vying with each other to fly towards the small mountain.
But the closest one was Li Cheng.
This small mountain was completely composed of Divine Stones. A rough estimate put the number at several hundred million. Even the lowest quality ones on the surface of the mountain body were middle-grade Divine Stones, interspersed with some of the higher-grade, and inside, there were likely even top-grade Divine Stones!
Li Cheng was not tempted. To tell the truth, no amount of Divine Stones could compare to Ao Jiugai for Li Cheng; even a single strand of its Original Divine Qi was worth as much as this entire small mountain.
So Li Cheng had no intention to fight for it.
The Mole was excited, "What a treasure! A Divine Stone Mountain this big, inside..."
"Get lost!"