The hundred-odd gems on this "God Sealing Platform" looked even more dazzling than those on the genuine article.
That was only natural. As long as a gemstone wasn't actually glass, the more it looked like glass, the more it was worth.
The hundred-odd gems on Chen Ping's "God Sealing Platform," each big enough to make a Storage Soul Tool, had all been cut from beer bottles. Of course they glittered more than the real ones.
He injected a little Soul Power into this "God Sealing Platform," and soon a mass of pure white air began rippling gently at the center of the wooden base.
Authentic at first glance, brother. Go on, take it. One grab and you won't make another peep.
Chen Ping hurriedly stuffed his homemade God Sealing Platform into Jing Hongchen's safe and scrambled the combination again. Before the Body Sect fellow responsible for intercepting the goods arrived, Chen Ping left Jing Hongchen's office without the slightest hesitation.
Only about a minute after Chen Ping left did cracks begin appearing across the wall of Jing Hongchen's office.
Rumble!
The sound of bricks and earth tumbling onto the floor mingled with the flying dust. A dust-covered man in black swung his enormously thick arms, batting away the dust before him.
When he saw the laboratory door Jing Hongchen hadn't even had time to close in his haste to leave, he immediately swore.
"Fuck! If I'd known the old man hadn't shut the door, couldn't I have just walked in here?"
Grumbling curses, the man walked up to Jing Hongchen's desk and slammed his palm down on it as though venting his anger, instantly smashing it to pieces.
Then eight Soul Rings in the optimal configuration-two yellow, two purple, and four black-appeared around the man in black. Both his arms