บท 162: Mourn

"Finally, after an hour of searching, we found the hidden vault of the Sect. Sister Han, can you store everything in the vault in a spital ring? You know it's a bit time consuming for me to use it.." Zhu Long's only way of using the spital ring was a bit more time-consuming. He had to use his aura, something that he still didn't have much complete control to do it instantly and had to concentrate. 

Han Qiang nodded and followed Zhu Long into the vault, as the carefully entered the vault, they noticed that many formations had been set up just in case someone was to enter the vault forcefully. The two reached the entrance of the vault, it was a large door, in front, a lock, as large as Zhu Long's arms. Luckily, Zhu Long had found a key in the patriarch's throne room. He quickly rushed towards the throne room and acquired the key and returned to the vault once again, this time, he opened the door.