"If you have the guts, go find magical treasures elsewhere. Anyway, these spirit swords, we won't hand them over!"
"Any one of these spirit swords can become a terrifying existence back in Huaxia, like hell we'll give them up!"
The crowd began to shout.
Hearing this, Wang Ying looked somewhat angry and said to Wu Xian, "You three are no match for us, so you're rallying everyone to cause trouble? This stone was first discovered by us, and we busted it open, so naturally, the spirit swords that emerged are ours!"
"Humph, these spirit swords have already been bound to us with blood; taking them back will be useless for you. If you really dare to rob us, all of us will join to oppose you!"
The crowd knew Yang Tian and his group were cultivators, so they shouted: "That's right, we'll all band together against you. If you dare to act, we'll report to the lord of the continent and say that you broke the rules here!"
Young Lady Yaoyao's face was livid with anger.
She wanted to say more, but at this moment, Yang Tian waved his hand to stop Young Lady Yaoyao. Instead, he coldly glanced at Wu Xian and the three, sensing their Spiritual Breath, and suddenly asked: "You are cultivators, could it be that you are from the Dark Organization?"
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Wu Xian saw the shock on Young Lady Yaoyao and the others and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes: "Indeed, we are cultivators from the Dark Organization! I believe you have heard of the Dark Organization while cultivating in Huaxia, the foremost existence in the ancient martial arts world. If you offend us, you are offending the Dark Organization. Even if you snatch the magical treasure, you'll be hunted by the Dark Organization once you leave!"
"Isn't this the entity that I read about in an ancient text, representing the pinnacle of the ancient martial artist world?"
"I've read a book before that said the Dark Organization was a terrifying assassin collective, but I didn't expect it to be an ancient martial artist organization!"
The surrounding crowd was abuzz.
Initially, they didn't believe in the existence of such an entity as the Dark Organization, but seeing that Yang Tian and the others were ancient martial artists, they believed this world harbored the Dark Organization.
"Very well, very well, so you really are from the Dark Organization!"
But Yang Tian chuckled.
"What are you laughing at? We are from the Dark Organization, you dare to offend us?"
Huang Hong shouted fiercely.
Yang Tian said nothing, a trace of a cold smile appeared on his face, and the people behind him, including Wang Ying, exchanged glances and couldn't help but laugh.
Unexpectedly, foes meet.
They encounter members of the Dark Organization even here.
Perhaps, these Dark Organization members were summoned by Wang Jie.
But didn't Wang Jie inform them that Yang Tian is an enemy of the Dark Organization?
Yang Tian fears neither Wang Jie, who is a master of the Dark Organization, nor would he fear these mere three worthless individuals?
"I'm giving you one last chance now, kneel immediately, break your arm, and surrender the Silver Spirit Swords, then I might consider letting you die swiftly!"
Wang Yue said with a stern face.
"We are from the Dark Organization, do you dare to offend us?"
Yang Tian snorted coldly, advanced leisurely, and struck forcefully with a palm.
The strike sent Wu Xian and the three flying, and the five Silver Spirit Swords flew out. Yang Tian stretched out his hand and sucked the five spirit swords back, landing on the ground, he said coldly: "To tell you all is no harm, your elder, Wang Jie, is exactly my enemy. If not rob your spirit swords, whose spirit swords should I rob?"
Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted...