Huang Zhengyang said, "Then this garment is completely ruined, is it useless now?"
Chu Zhiyuan slowly nodded, "It's already useless."
"Ah..." Huang Zhengyang examined the damaged clothes and shook his head regretfully, "Brother Chu, did you gain anything?"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "It was eye-opening; I never thought the clothing of the Divine Race would be so mysterious."
Huang Zhengyang exclaimed in surprise, "Is this an ordinary garment of the Divine Race?"
"Probably an ordinary garment."
"But the material..."
"This material is very fascinating to us, but to the Divine Race, it might just be ordinary."
"Ah, the Divine Race..." Huang Zhengyang looked enamored.
He imagined the life of the Divine Race, where every member wore such clothing.
Even just damaged clothes are so powerful; how mighty must a complete garment be.
Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile, "The Divine Race is indeed fascinating, but unfortunately, they just disappeared mysteriously."
