At the center of the Treasure Palace, three Divine Kings sat side by side, quietly watching their subordinates who were gazing at the Bronze Treasure Book. As these subordinates displayed expressions of fascination one by one, the Divine Kings gently exhaled.
"To be able to condense the will of mana into a Bronze Treasure Book, we are inferior!" sighed the Divine King sitting on the left.
The words of this Divine King prompted the other two Divine Kings to open their eyes. The Divine King sitting on the right coldly laughed, "Sect Holder, heh heh."
The sneering tone naturally concealed countless coldness. The Divine King on the left was displeased with the sarcastic laugh of the one on the right and retorted coldly, "Brother Cheng, you dare to sneer at us. Do you dare to go to the Heavenly Origin Divine City and sneer?"
