The chaos in Dongling City had reached an uncontrollable level, thirty figures were initially just competing in mid-air, but later started fighting, especially the sect disciples below.
Seeing that either their Sect Leader or Elder began to fight, they each started to fend for themselves instead of hindering each other.
"Pharmacist Han, give me the Pills, and come back with me. I'll grant you a position as a Supreme Elder of the sect."
An unknown Sect Leader had just escaped the battle circle and rushed back to the city wall, but before he finished speaking, he was dragged back in.
"You fool, you hinder me."
After saying so, he was extremely angry and struck fiercely; various powers erupted as his Magical Artifact left his hand.
"Pharmacist Han, whatever you want, my sect can provide—Magical Treasures, women, these can all be negotiated."
Before anyone approached, a figure shouted loudly. Han Yu looked in the direction of the voice and nearly burst out laughing.
