"Stop the nonsense. The treasures of Chaos are destined for those who are fated to find them."
"If you want to fight or battle, it is entirely up to you."
With these words, Han Yi slowly approached the Ancient Xuan Taoist, his Divine Spear hanging down, cutting through the Chaos like a golden brushstroke on paper, carving a golden line.
This stance suggested he was ready to make the first move.
This caused the Ancient Xuan Taoist's face to change slightly. He was unwilling to engage without cause with a Godly Venerable from the Ten Great Divine Clans of Ancestral God Star. These Godly Venerables were incredibly powerful and practiced the method of breaking through the Way with strength, making them formidable opponents.
However, he also understood that in the midst of Chaos, power was everything. If he retreated too much and let the other party sense an opportunity, it might even lead to being pursued and killed.
Therefore, no matter what, a battle was inevitable.