The final piece of the key is in hand, the last puzzle piece is completed, forming a key in the shape of a sword.
"I didn't expect it to actually be a spiritual artifact, but unfortunately, it's already broken. However, it's still enough to be used as a key. Some interesting thoughts indeed!"
Zhong Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling the unique aura of a spiritual artifact emanating from the broken sword in his hand, sparking a bit of curiosity about the leader of the Bloody Ten Thieves.
"Senior, now that you have the key, could you..."
Before Xiang Jian could finish his flattering words, a huge iron fist suddenly enlarged before him.
Bam!
With a dull sound, Xiang Jian's body burst apart, turning into a splatter of flesh, dead beyond any doubt.
The storage bracelet was taken by Zhong Lin, and after a quick inspection, he flew straight toward the location of the Bloody Ten Thieves' treasure trove.
