The Hong Alliance had Yeban selecting their team, and everything was proceeding in full swing.
Profound Celestial Capital and Hong Yu remained in their tent the entire time, their eyes closed as they conserved their energy. Knowing that crisis and opportunity alike lay hidden beneath the vein, they had to maintain their peak condition.
After all, the two of them represented the pinnacle of the Hong Alliance's power.
They could not afford any mistakes.
「Meanwhile...」
The Divine Venerable City and the City of Sorrow had gathered once again.
They had previously been unable to agree on a plan to divide the mineral vein, which led to the four factions each guarding a different direction to prevent anyone from sneaking in.
However, their camps were not far from each other.
Emperor Xiahuang Wudi's face was swollen like a pig's head. With most of his teeth broken, his words came out as a whistle, so he simply kept his mouth shut and said nothing.
