The appearance of the Hongmeng-level divine metal attracted the attention of all forces.
The Heavenly Formation Palace, the Beastman Tribe, and the Apocalypse Martial Society were all there, attempting to seize the divine metal for themselves.
Their energies clashed fiercely, turning the atmosphere in the area into a tense and unwelcoming place.
Some of the common cultivators could not even get close.
"This Hongmeng Divine Metal is probably one of the rarest treasures in Hongmeng Spirit World. I believe no one would let it go without a fight."
"Cut the cr*p."
"If so, a fight is inevitable."
Yuan Hong started to summon restriction seals around him.
The furry beastman closed his fists and released a barren surge of energy that attempted to overpower everyone at the scene.
Lei Xuan of the Apocalypse Martial Society swung his saber around.
The other cultivators behind them were eager to compete for the divine metal as well.