He Tian looked at the palm-sized black stone tablet in his hand. This is not at all comparable in size to what He Tian had previously experienced in the pagoda of Danyao and the monument of Shenkongfu.

"It's so small, and he says it takes a long time to refine. Maybe it's just for the soul of the King of the Ring, but now I have the power of divinity, but it has reached the early stage of the Ring Respect. Maybe I can get rid of it soon." He Tian muttered to himself, thinking that everything in the holy space belongs to him, and then there will be so...