Inside the Mountain River Bead space, at a secluded cultivation site.
Drip, drip.
At this moment, the system's voice rang out. "Congratulations, Host. This time, you enraged a large number of Demon Race Demon Saints and incurred towering hatred. You have been regarded by the Demon Race as their lifelong mortal enemy. You have received a total of four hundred Hate Crystals. Keep up the good work."
Four hundred Hate Crystals?!
Xia Ping's eyes immediately lit up upon hearing this. He had not expected this operation to earn him so many Hate Crystals. Added to the Hate Crystals he had obtained before, he now possessed one thousand five hundred and eighty Hate Crystals. That was an enormous fortune.
But on second thought, it was only natural. He had stolen more than two thousand Ancient Heavenly Dragon Talismans.
Who knew how much time and painstaking effort had gone into gathering those Ancient Heavenly Dragon Talismans? Now that he had stolen them, years of hard work had been ruined in a single stroke, and plans laid over many years had collapsed entirely.
One could imagine how deeply those Demon Saints hated him. They wished for nothing more than to get rid of him at once—perhaps they even had the urge to slaughter his entire clan. Receiving so many Hate Crystals was hardly surprising.
However, Xia Ping swiftly cast the matter aside. What mattered most now was refining the Ancient Heavenly Dragon Talismans on him. If he did not completely erase the spiritual imprints on them, he would risk exposing himself.
Whoosh~
With a wave of his hand, more than two thousand nine hundred Ancient Heavenly Dragon Talismans floated into the air. Every talisman resembled an ancient heavenly dragon, radiating tyrannical auras that made the void tremble and twisted space-time.
"Refine!"
Xia Ping