BANG!
A massive boulder in the distance was blasted apart, shattering into pieces from the force of the Primordial Qi.
"Who are you?" Gu Xu steadied himself, his brow furrowed as he stared at the man holding a giant saber. A thought suddenly struck him. "You're Tu Bai?"
Tu Bai bellowed at the top of his lungs, "Not so fast! I'm also very interested in the Martial Arts Dao Pattern from this Great Wilderness Ancient Stele. If you want it, you'll have to get through me first!"
"You dare to stand in the way of the Taiyi Pavilion? I think you're courting death," Huang Zhentian couldn't help but sneer.
Zhu Yan walked up, fanning himself, and said with a light chuckle, "We've already decided how to divide things. If Brother Tu desires a Martial Art, there will surely be one you fancy later on."
Tu Bai shook his head vehemently, pointing at the slowly fading Dao Pattern in the sky. "No way. I've set my sights on this Saber Technique. No one is taking it from me."
