"Yang Tian, do you really want this broken wood block?"
Chen Tian was a bit anxious.
With so many magical treasures available, Yang Tian didn't want any of them and just wanted this broken wood block?
Isn't this foolishness, what is it then?
"Yes, the magical treasure I choose is indeed this broken wood block!"
Yang Tian nodded.
He ran his Divine Sense, probing into the broken wood block, and still felt a strange aura.
Perhaps, in the eyes of the Sand Demon Race, this was just a piece of trash.
But for Yang Tian, it was a treasure.
"Hero, are you sure you don't want to choose another magical treasure?"
The Sand Demon King stared closely at Yang Tian.
Yang Tian ran his Divine Sense, probing around the magical treasures.
Honestly, none of these magical treasures interested him, but the broken wood block in his hand gave him an extraordinary feeling.
"No need, I only need this broken wood block."
Yang Tian said.
