Chapter - 3419

Instantly, Morvran let out a cold huff, casting a frosty glance around.

"Zeke, I cordially invited you to join us, yet you decline so readily. I must admit that I'm quite displeased. After all, the terms I proposed are more than fair, aren't they?"

"Yes, but-"

"Enough!" Morvran's gaze turned icy. "Just tell me straight. Are you willing to cooperate or not? If you refuse, then stay here. I'll use a formation to trap you. After I've explored the black temple, then you can leave. I hope you won't struggle, or I'll truly be forced to kill!"

As it turned out, desperate times called for desperate measures.

The expressions on Zeke's and his companions' faces drastically changed.

If confined, they would be at the mercy of others.

If there truly was any danger within the black temple. and they were to get into trouble.

Zeke and the others wouldn't be able to escape because they would be trapped in the formation.

"Fine!" Zeke had no other choice but to agree reluctantly, nodding in acceptance. "I agree, but on the same terms we discussed earlier. I want a ten percent share and peripheral assistance."

It was then that Morvran revealed his warm smile once again, inviting Zeke to take a seat anew.

"Zeke, you're quite astute, I must say. I find you to be a decent person." This time, he spoke words of praise.

Zeke managed to force out a smile when he heard that. "May I ask when we will explore the black temple and where its location is?"

No sooner had the words been spoken than the distant cave wall suddenly cracked open, letting in a burst of golden light.

Over there, hundreds of golden-robed cultivators were suspended mid-air, having already broken through the cave wall.

Their world was even more vast.

The combined size of these two areas was colossal, easily comparable to four or five soccer fields.

This was the space prepared for the great battle. Without sufficient room, it was difficult to fully showcase one's abilities.

These golden-robed cultivators appeared to be disciples from Dominion Sect, each exuding a powerful aura. They shone brilliantly, akin to the radiance of the sun, but it was merely a fleeting moment before they retracted their energy.

Three of the disciples launched themselves forward, swiftly approaching Morvran. They bowed, their fists clasped in respect.

"Morvran, the space has been successfully opened!"

"However, we haven't started digging around the palace yet. We're just waiting for your command, Morvran!"

The strength of these three individuals left Zeke and the others astounded. They are all at the peak mid-stage of Sun and Moon Class! No wonder Morvran is so arrogant. The strength of his team is surprisingly formidable. Out of the hundreds of disciples, it's estimated that at least twenty percent of them from the Dominion Sect have entered the Secret Realm of Mount Kush! Moreover, Morvran holds significant influence and is capable of leading such a massive team.

"Not enough," Morvran said solemnly upon hearing the news. "We need to dig a larger area. I've just received some information. We have hundreds of people, so we can't be too crowded."

For the average person, the scope of what was unearthed here was already quite extensive.

However, for those cultivators, it was still too insignificant.

Not to mention, Morvran was a cultivator at the late stage of the Sun and Moon Class, requiring even more space to exercise his abilities.

With the information provided by Zeke and others, he planned to expand the space even further.

"What do you mean, Morvran?"

"Triple it!”

"Understood!"

The three disciples nodded in agreement and turned to look at Zeke and the others, appearing somewhat bewildered.

"They are the new reinforcements," Morvran introduced with a casual smile. He pointed at Zeke and said, "This is their leader, Zeke. Don't underestimate him. His abilities are no less than yours!"

"I see! Nice to meet you, Zeke!"

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the group withdrew, proceeding with their plans to dig the hole.

Watching them leave, Zeke said, "Morvran, I'm going to negotiate a deal with Quincey first, regarding the arrangement of the formation flags."

"All right!" Morvran looked toward Quincey.

Quincey also nodded, swiftly drawing out hundreds of formation flags with a wave of his hand. "This is ten percent of my inventory. How much do you need?"

Just one-tenth was already over a hundred?

Anvindr's eyes burned with intensity as he looked at those formation flags, his eyes practically shining.

For him, formation flags were as indispensable as food.