"Fellow Daoist, I am Sand Spirit, the Supreme Elder of the Yellow Sand Sect. This ancient ruin was once our base of operations, and all the Spiritual Medicines in the garden belong to our sect. Please return them to me!"
As Sand Spirit stepped into the Spiritual Medicine garden and observed the few remaining millennium-old Spiritual Medicines, a glimmer of greed flickered in his eyes as he slowly spoke to Zhao Yu.
"Sand Spirit, you old ghost, with the emergence of this ancient ruin, only the strong are worthy of its treasures! It's laughable that you claim the Spiritual Medicines in the garden are yours,"
Accompanied by a fragrant breeze, Le Zilin, the Supreme Elder of the Ziyun Sect, entered the garden with a cold expression, glanced at Zhao Yu, and lightly emitted an aura of Golden Core Great Perfection level. "Hand over all the Spiritual Medicines you've collected here, and I might spare your life."