Su He looked at the Magical Treasure given by Bifang. It was like a garment as light as gossamer—not actually clothing, its shape indescribable, almost like a wisp of thin smoke that enveloped his entire body when draped over.
This thing didn't even require refining,, anyone could use it once it was in their possession.
Wearing it didn't add an extra layer of defense, rather … it seemed to create a separation from the world, as if the Formation above could no longer detect him.
It could block Chaotic Edge probably for the same reason. Chaotic Edge couldn't detect the living creature beneath this layer of garment.
A dice landed on the garment, spinning around and around. Su He instantly threw the garment into the External Space.
The dice followed right in, showing two dots.
Garment ×2
Is this really considered snatching? It's clearly compensation!
Meng Xuan flew up amidst the Thunder, "That's the womb membrane of a naturally formed microcosm."
