Within the "Celestial Secret Pavilion," Spirit Stones, Talismans, Magical Treasures, and Arrays piled up like mountains, were all looted by Li Yunjing.
"Not bad! This time, it's a profit!"
Li Yunjing smiled slightly, raised his hand and absorbed, the "Purple Gold Gourd" radiated brilliantly, and valuable cultivation resources flew into it like a river in reverse. Tens of thousands of High Grade Spirit Stones disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The smell of blood quickly pervaded the "Celestial Secret Pavilion," with corpses strewn all over the ground.
Li Yunjing's gaze swept to a cold jade coffin in the corner of the wall, where a thirty-thousand-year-old Blood Ginseng lay dormant inside. The blood-colored ginseng root slowly stretched in the jade liquid. He sneered, "Pang Qianji really knows how to hide."
With a wave of his hand, he collected the cold jade coffin along with the treasures inside.
