Grand Elder Jin Yuan remained slightly bowed.
The red cloth on the tray lay perfectly still, pinned down by Void Law.
Qin Chuan glanced at the tray, then at Jin Yuan. The old man was clever, and gifts from clever men usually came with strings attached.
"Make friends?" Qin Chuan kept his hands in the pockets of his trench coat, which had more than a dozen holes in it. "Myriad Treasure Pavilion sets a high bar for friendship."
"After you made even the Archon of Radiance stay in the Origin Realm, our offer ought to match your capabilities as World Lord." Jin Yuan raised a hand and lifted the red cloth from the tray.
There was no earth-shaking burst of energy.
A long, pure-black trench coat lay quietly on the tray.
Not a single seam was visible. Its material was so unusual that the attention of nearby onlookers caused faint dimensional distortions across its surface.
The envoys from hundreds of factions had already been craning their necks for a look. The moment the cloth came off, Blood Fiend True God drew a sharp breath.
"That fluctuation... solidified High-Dimensional Laws?"
"Void True God Tier armor?!" The Abyss Family envoy nearly bit off his tongue.
The space outside the shield erupted into an uproar.
In any ancient Pantheon, a piece of Void True God Tier equipment would be enshrined at the core of its ancestral planet and nurtured day and night. Tens of thousands of years might pass without another one appearing.
Yet Myriad Treasure Pavilion was using one just to get its foot in the door.
Duo Long stood beside Qin Chuan, his short legs trembling.
After so many years at Myriad Treasure Pavilion, he naturally knew where it had come from.
"B-boss." Duo Long swallowed and lowered his voice. "That's