From the moment Deng Cang had opened his mouth and said that the Martial Heaven Alliance would be paying the compensation, Long Chen had known what this bastard had been intending.

He was planning on using the reward of the battle on Devil Spirit Mountain, the reward belonging to the Xuantian Dao Sect, to appease the ancient races and Pill Valley. He wanted to take the Xuantian Dao Sect’s resources to use as a gift for others.

Although he had long since been prepared for such a thing, he was still infuriated. For someone to be shameless to such an extent, he supposed he should admire it.

Deng Cang’s expression sank. “Long Chen, you-!” 

“Shut the fuck up. Do you believe me when I say if you piss me off any more, I’ll kill you right now?!” raged Long Chen.

At this time, Long Chen’s eyes were about to spit flames. His killing intent had risen to his peak. He really did want to use the Xuantian Tower to kill all these people.

“The experts of the Xuantian Dao Sect shed their blood and sacrificed their own lives to kill the Corrupt path’s experts. Now, you want to stretch your greedy claws to their accomplishments? Are you...