Seeing Tang Ming take out a giant Medicine Tripod, many people's faces were filled with surprise.
However, Tang Ming didn't pay attention to them. Instead, he pulled out a large ladle and began scooping liquid from the east and west into the Qiankun Nine Palace Tripod.
Those watching Tang Ming were at a loss, not understanding what he intended to do.
Actually, Tang Ming didn't plan to use these things to forge Treasure Ore. His real aim was to inject those ores that don't exist in the Qiankun Nine Palace Realm into it.
Tang Ming was practically cooking soup here, and those who were initially focused on him decisively shifted their gaze to others.
Feng Shendao glanced at Tang Ming, raising his eyebrows with suspicion, feeling Tang Ming was simply stalling for time.
But he had been stalling for quite a while now. Could it be he has so little faith in dealing with the people from the Blood Ancestor Divine Sect?
Boom, boom, boom.
