The Generous Rewards

Upon hearing what was said, the expressions of the two individuals before him turned grim, their eyes flashing with cold light.

"There are indeed older beings, but if you wake them, you might not be able to control them," one of them said, his tone grave.

These words were not a jest. Neither of them would heed Dark Master's commands, let alone some other individuals. These beings had existed for at least ten thousand years. Dark Master was but a newcomer, and they certainly wouldn't hold him in high regard.

While this may be true, Dark Master had no intentions of giving up. His face darkened, eyes glinting with coldness.

"Now, there's no choice but to take this route!"

"Please take me to them!"

He had no other options left. With Bright Clan already noticing his actions, his only choice was to awaken these ancient beings. As for his position as Dark Master, he could always reassess it after the Competition of Myriads of Clans ended.