Tang Hao found a place and sat down.
He wasn't afraid of old man Taixu and the others catching up to him. Now that he had opened two apertures, he wasn't afraid of them at all.
He counted the treasures in the ring and organized them.
There were quite a few treasures. Among them, there were a few nine tribulations Supreme weapons that he could still use. There were also some rare spiritual medicines that he could plant in his own medicinal garden. The rest would be left for the gate of fortune and the disciples of Kun Lun.
Tang Hao took out the five divine fruits after he was done with the ring.
These divine fruits were rather big, and he had to carry them with both hands.
"Witch Qi ..."
He sensed for a while and found that these few divine fruits were all condensed from pure magic power, and they were the magic power of the Zhu Rong clan, which was made for them.
"The methods of the Sorcerer tribe are really magical!"
Tang Hao praised.
