The True Spirit Fragment buried deep in the soil was excavated, yet beneath it, there was still a dazzling treasure light.
Everyone looked at that treasure light, knowing they still had to wait, so they turned their gaze towards those True Spirit Fragments.
Song Yan's Storage Bag was already filled with many True Spirit Fragments, for the remaining ones... he waved his hand and divided them evenly.
No one had any objections, except for the Dragon Tomb Ancient Race; the other four clans were quite satisfied.
At this moment, Song Yan sat together with the elders of the four clans, while Long Gongrong sat alone, clearly displaying an obvious distinction in factions.
The elder of the Night King Ancient Race suddenly said, "Celestial Venerable, that wisp of cold aura earlier was quite suspicious. As soon as it emerged, it brought stormy rain and winds."
