Within the thick mist, these top talents from various tribes quickly averted their gazes, not wanting to engage too much with Lin Zhuang and his group for fear of causing unnecessary misunderstandings.
If it were others, it wouldn't matter as much, but this group was simply too powerful. Even they felt incredibly wary, deeming it difficult to compete against. They spun on their heels, heading towards the deeper parts of the mountain.
There were not only opportunities within the Stonewood of Devil Mountain, there were even better fortunes waiting for them deeper in.
"What a great treasure!"
Sitting atop the bird, Tu Wa Zi put the spear into the Beast Skin Bag and couldn't tear his gaze away from it with a look of utter satisfaction.