"Fellow Daoist Long, we are all here to seek opportunities in this Secret Realm, each on their own path. There is no such thing as first come, first served," Huan Ling Zi said, his eyes narrowing as he spoke slowly.
The cultivators who had followed him also took a step forward.
"If that's the case, then it's all about skill," Long Chong said. He had no sooner finished speaking than he lit up with a glow.
Thinking that Long Chong was going to snatch the Earth Core Fire Lotus, Qing Tong didn't have time to think. His figure flashed, turning into a tunneling light that sped toward the center of the Magma Lake.
However, he had only flown out about ten zhang when he saw Long Chong stop at the edge of the Magma Lake, not stepping into the lake's area at all, the corners of his mouth curving into a subtle smile.
Qing Tong inwardly cursed, realizing something was amiss and hastily stopped in his tracks.
