Across the entire ore veins, there are thousands of miners, most of whom are slaves.
These slave miners also feel the confrontation in the sky on one side, the bold ones occasionally look up at Jing Yan and the people of the Heavenly Origin Tribe. Their status is low, and without clear orders, they dare not stop digging. However, the ordinary members of the Black Water Tribe, upon seeing the enemy appear, quickly return behind the two Supreme Elders, Hu De.
Jing Yan's lips curled into a cold smile, his gaze fixed on Hu De, Si Qian, and other members of the Black Water Tribe.
"I am here, naturally to reclaim the ore veins of my Heavenly Origin Tribe. These ore veins previously belonged to my Heavenly Origin Tribe, and will belong to the Heavenly Origin Tribe in the future as well. Of course, while reclaiming the ore veins, I will also take your lives." Jing Yan's voice echoed throughout the entire ore veins.
Hu De and the others' expressions all froze.
"Haha!"
