"Hum!"
Storms splashed in the void!
The massive spiritual power roared like a tsunami, layer upon layer, ceaselessly thundering.
No matter how it shook, it could not break free from that unremarkable jade thumb ring. Seconds later, the tsunami subsided... The spiritual power of the Storm God's Throne was entirely captured by the thumb ring, and the void returned to silence.
Gu Shen looked at the ring floating in front of him with a complex expression.
He carefully received it.
What on earth is this object?!
It could directly confiscate the "spiritual power" of a Divine Throne?
Although it was just a tiny wisp, it was a weight that mortals could not bear. This jade thumb ring was no ordinary object, and the tomb owner who treated the ring as a "funerary item" was even less ordinary!
Gu Shen slowly descended.
After the spiritual power of the Divine Throne dissipated, the storm of the great snow mountain was no longer fierce.
Gu Shen dialed the old man's phone.
