But even with just a rough estimate, the value of these spirit materials and pills was over forty thousand low-grade Primordial Crystals.
There were also four mystical treasures that had lost their spirituality, and their value was considerable. However, Chen Fei had no plans to sell the mystical treasures.
The Qianyuan Sword and the Concealment Bell flew out from Chen Fei's sleeve and suddenly struck the Shadow Burial Dagger.
"Crack, crack, crack!"
The Shadow Burial Dagger emitted a grating sound of friction as the spiritual essence within the mystical treasures was forcibly absorbed by the Qianyuan Sword and the Concealment Bell, merging into them.
Allowing top-grade profound treasures to directly absorb the spiritual essence from mystical treasures was indeed quite wasteful.
But it had to be said that for the top-grade profound treasures, this was a significant boon.
