Xiao Yan was seated cross-legged on the bed within his room. His finger was rubbing a blood-red Storage Ring in his hand. It was the ring he had forcefully snatched from Yi Chen's hand. This fellow possessed a high position within the Profound Sky Sect. It was likely that the things within the ring would not be too lousy.
"This is interest…"
Xiao Yan softly laughed. A thought passed through his mind and a trace of Spiritual Strength spread from between his brows. After which, it invaded the blood-red Storage Ring. However, the Spiritual Strength had just made contact with the ring when it was repelled by a force.
"A spiritual imprint has been placed on it, huh…"
