However, it could be used as a demonic treasure.
If this thing fell into Huang Six's hands, even suppressing a Divine Venerable would be easy for him.
After putting away the two treasures, Han Muye finally looked around.
The immortal pattern in his palm vibrated, and the halo circulated throughout the entire treasury. All the dust dissipated, and the immortal light and spiritual qi intertwined, translucent and crystal clear, as if they had come to life.
The endless spiritual light shone, blinding Daoist Dayan.
"This place is great, really great."
A trace of dullness could be seen in Daoist Dayan's eyes as he muttered to himself.
This was exactly the kind of place he had been longing for…
"Wuyuan Sand, Three River Jade, Nine Spirits Crane Cry Iron…
"Rolling Spirit Pearl, Broken Gold Water, White Feather Jintang Blood…"
