With the materials in hand, he arrived at the treasury again.
As soon as he entered, a group of elderly, retired treasure keepers appeared in unison.
"Greetings to the Ancestor Master!"
Wang Zijia waved his hand as a response.
Allowing them to busily go off on their own, he wandered around until he finally found a pile of materials.
With a bunch of materials, he did not go to the Cultivation Room, but went straight to the entrance.
Because he did not intend to craft a tool with countless features or immense power.
All he needed was to forge a ring sturdy enough and able to block spatial forces, which was not difficult for Wang Zijia as he was now.
With the materials in hand, and under the influence of magical power fluctuations, each spiritual material disintegrated into powder and mixed into an agglomeration of cinnabar-like talisman ink by the crystalline-red mana.
He took out the material from the scrapped Star Ring Two Worlds Gate and started infusing it with runes.
