A terrifying mist of Spiritual Energy surrounded Xiahou Qiongyin's feet.
Meanwhile, ordinary Spiritual Medicines kept falling from the Storage Bag.
The mist of Spiritual Energy spread out!
Then.
It spread across the entire Imperial Palace.
At the center of the Imperial Palace, the throne where Nangong Zheng was seated was already enveloped by the terrifying Spiritual Energy, appearing almost like clouds of fog that could not be dispersed!
"Hiss!"
A chorus of gasps filled the air.
Everyone was covered in goosebumps from fright.
Lin Fan was right; these were indeed the most ordinary types of Spiritual Medicines!
Ordinary ginseng, ordinary Snow Lotus, ordinary Polygonum multiflorum, ordinary Lingxiao flowers, ordinary Phoenix Grass, all of which could be bought in a rural medicine shop.
But.
If.
However.
What if these Spiritual Medicines... were ten thousand years old?
If one plant doesn't mean much?
Then.
What about a thousand plants!
