“His Reverence Yun Yi wants the connate treasure?” Cen Sui asked subconsciously.

“Not him, me.” Lu Yun flicked a glance at Cen Sui, who pursed his lips. The peak grand supreme’s mark and treasure are both on this kid, so whatever he says goes, I guess.

“I don’t care, I just want to retrieve my race’s ultimate treasure,” Wu Ru responded honestly.

With that, the three fell silent.

The three hundred and sixty-fifth ranked connate lotus had entered the range of the Disordered Island. Disordered forces here were so intense that they almost formed tangible storms, ones that continuously gusted past the lotus.

Given that it was suffused with the power of order, the lotus wouldn’t come to harm no matter how strong the disorder was. But the...