In front of a dark doorway, Duan Gantai, who had sat quietly for several days, suddenly stood up and his hands transformed into streaks of trajectories that he slammed down.
The mournful aura, still carrying the lingering drunkenness of Mo Xiangyi, instantly filled the entire space, and under its influence, the sealed doorway slowly opened.
Duan Gantai's face flushed with excitement as he gazed through the crack of the door at some of the items inside, becoming completely stupefied, his ugly face trembling uncontrollably with excitement.
He had plundered all kinds of spiritual items, including Watchful Dan, Hengyuan Pills, the Starry Sky vital energy veins...
Any that he learned about and could rob, he would use every means to acquire them. Whether it was murder, arson, deception, or family destruction, for Duan Gantai, nothing was more important than cultivation resources.
