Among the Human Race, it was not just a crime for the strong to seize a weaker person's treasure—it was a grave sin.
That was why, despite their immense craving, these Deities dared not snatch it directly from Li Yang's hands.
The five Deities could only stare with undisguised longing. To have a treasure they so desperately coveted right before their eyes, yet be unable to obtain it—the feeling was agonizing.
The commotion from these Deities naturally caught the attention of the many others present.
Those Deities hadn't been paying Li Yang any mind, but they found the actions of these few rather strange. One after another, they extended their souls to probe the situation.
"What's wrong with Bingque and the others? Why are they suddenly so agitated?"
"They're flying toward Li Yang."
"Has Li Yang found something?"
"Look, Li Yang is holding a golden beetle in his hand! What is that?"
