"It is said to be an ancient divine artifact, possessing unimaginable power."
"As long as we obtain it, even that Zhang Beixing will probably flee in fear!"
The speaker sneered repeatedly, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.
"Alright, let's do it!"
"We must secretly contact the Barbarian Race and secure that treasure!"
The person in the black robe made a decisive decision, emanating killing intent.
Swearing to make that arrogant Vampire taste defeat.
The news quickly reached Zhang Beixing's ears.
"An ancient divine artifact? Barbarian Race?"
The black-haired man furrowed his brows slightly, falling into thought.
"It seems like things are not so simple."
He murmured to himself, his gaze deep and profound.
"Beixing, could it be the Holy See people spreading smoke screens?"
Alina asked worriedly, her tone filled with anxiety.
"Master, I am willing to personally go to the Northern Lands for you to investigate thoroughly!"
