"As your corporeal form nears decay, and then complete obliteration, you desperately seek the power of the Dragon Vein. It's just too bad that heaven does not cater to human whims," Li Mengshen suddenly sneered at this moment. The Yin and Yang and Taoism sects were essentially at loggerheads, but Li Mengshen paid no mind to Su Shen Tong's sarcasm, responding with a biting retort.
Su Shen Tong's eyes blazed with a fierce light, and with anger turning to laughter, he said, "Li Mengshen, are you so confident you can seize the Dragon Vein from Lu Changming's grasp? What a joke. Knowing full well the stratagems of the Zongheng, you still chose to cooperate with him, akin to seeking skin from a tiger."
"Enough, Su Shen Tong. Whatever's said now is false. Let's see if Lu Changming can secure the Dragon Vein," Han Bing interjected as he approached, immediately speaking out.