Even before the gash which will serve as the Mystical Flame’s gateway to the surface could open, the Primordial Gate Mountain was already a treasure trove itself and hence, the opportunities for those treasures had already commenced the bloody contest.
“Hmm.” Sen observed through the surveillances they’ve spread all over the mountain. “Marvellous.”
In a feed from a gloomy valley overflowing with vegetation, an old man who wore a cold expression stared up with anger to a white-haired youth. The younger men beside him were also vexed and furious.
“You dare kill a disciple of the White Boulder Sect, you are marked for death!”
“What a bunch of unreasonable fools,” the white-haired youth, whose name is Bal Khaan, sneered at his persecutors. “It is I who found the Human-Faced Mushroom. When
