This eerie and bizarre beast skin silently slipped away from Ronan's arm.
It was like an obedient little dog, automatically curling back into the wooden box, eagerly wanting to grow hands to close the lid by itself.
There was no way; the strange power it contained stood no chance against Ronan's spiritual energy, and the evil intents hidden within it suffered a severe blow, just like a wild dog beaten with a stick, tamely retracting all its claws and fangs.
It even wagged its tail at Ronan, begging for mercy.
Ronan chuckled and casually closed the lid.
This piece of beast skin is quite interesting, and controlling it entirely wasn't difficult at all.
However, it wasn't the primary target Ronan was searching for.
Next, one by one, the seals on the wooden boxes were torn open by Ronan, revealing many wonders hidden inside that had not seen the light of day for years.
Countless strange auras filled the entire space!
