Yang Chen and Zhang Rufeng looked at the dissipating Divine Soul Power in silence, their eyes converging on Zhang Xuelian's portrait.
As Zhang Xuelian's Divine Soul Power dissipated, the portrait suddenly cracked, and then three storage bags floating in the air seemed to be controlled, flying towards Yang Chen and Zhang Rufeng.
It was clear that this was manipulated by the remains of Zhang Xuelian's Divine Soul.
Zhang Rufeng received the storage bag and glanced at it briefly with delight in his heart. Then, he turned to Yang Chen and said, "Yang Chen, my friend, thank you so much this time. My Zhang family has been blessed because of your magical power. Here are ten thousand Spirit Stones as a small token of my gratitude."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chen was slightly stunned. He had to admit, Zhang Rufeng's words really surprised him.
Ten Thousand Spirit Stones...
This was not a small amount.
