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As Shen Wanshan turned around, his figure had already dashed to the summit of Wu Yue Mountain. With a wave of his hand, the power of his Divine Sense and Spiritual Energy surged, and all the storage rings were gathered to his side, piled up like a mountain.
The foundations of the Kunlun Immortal Sect were truly astonishing; at a glance, there were no less than ten thousand storage rings.
Shen Wanshan did not waste any words, and with a manipulation of his Spiritual Energy, he had already taken out all the contents of the storage rings.
What appeared was a peak of Spiritual Medicine that could truly be called mountainous.
The entire summit of Wu Yue Mountain was piled high with Spiritual Medicine, each plant radiating strong Spiritual Energy, and at least a hundred years old.
In the midst of this mountain of Spiritual Medicine, there was a miraculous herb whose Spiritual Energy was dense enough to nourish the surrounding herbs.
"A hundred thousand years!"
