Chapter 812 The Sanctara of Whitecrest

• "Those two old farts even put seals on their storage gear. Great, what a waste." Sebastian sighed as the two storage rings in his hands crumbled into dust.
• Many powerful fighters had started using this kind of sealed storage item lately. It kept anyone else from getting their treasures, but it also meant everything was destroyed the moment the owner died.
• Sebastian had barely stepped out of the forest when he picked up a very familiar presence.