Plus more than twenty Fifth Order Evil Gods, and four human traitors. They could almost sweep the entire Northwestern Region.
It's just that the Little Yaksha is injured, and Muye hasn't advanced yet, so the Fog Hidden Association wants to play it safe and is not rushing things.
If Qiu Tu had crossed over a year or two later, chances are the whole Northwestern Region would have already completely fallen.
Thinking about this, that pivotal strategic treasure—Mountain Root—once again surfaced in Qiu Tu's mind.
Previously, he only knew Mountain Root was a treasure worth a fortune, but didn't have much of a clear concept.
Now, he understood. This is absolutely a strategic-level artifact.
No wonder, with just one Mountain Root handed over, even someone as icy as Zhao Ji melted.
'Mountain Root, Mountain Root....'
As he thought, Qiu Tu couldn't help but mutter a few words.
