King Tree

The ring gleamed a beautiful silver, and there was a green jewel-like eye at its top. It looked gorgeous.

Han Sen turned the ring over and over in his hands, his face set in intense concentration.

He had chosen the ring because he was unable to identify its level. If something could block the vision of the Purple-Eye Butterfly, then it had to be good. There was every chance that it was also a deified item.

Han Sen wasn't as concerned with consequences as Bai Wei had been, so he picked this ring immediately.

But as Han Sen played with the ring, he realized he was unable to activate whatever power it possessed. Han Sen tried to trigger it by sending his own power into the ring, but there was no response. It was like an ordinary toy.