Upon hearing Xu Zimei's words, the several elders of the Iron-Eating Clan were somewhat unwilling.
They were on the verge of conquering the Bamboo Tribe, which for their Iron-Eating Clan, was indeed a monumental achievement.
From now on, they could completely subdue the Bamboo Tribe.
The elder of the Iron-Eating Beast clan looked at Xu Zimei, gritting his teeth and said, "Friend, can we not pay some price? Whatever you need, just ask.
We hope you won't interfere with this matter."
"I won't repeat myself; I can destroy the Eighteenth Blade Prison, and I can destroy your Iron-Eating Clan too," Xu Zimei said calmly.
A chill ran down the spines of the elders of the Iron-Eating Clan upon hearing these words.
"The Eighteenth Blade Prison has been destroyed?"
The Iron-Eating Clan had been attacking the Bamboo Tribe, so they hadn't been paying much attention to the Eighteenth Blade Prison and the Divine Mountain over there.
This was unexpected for them.
