Top Three on the Treasure Ranking

This time, the purple-gold qi in the sky stretched even longer.

The third treasure finally manifested.

["Treasure Ranking Third Place: World-Ending Millstone. Supreme Chaos Treasure. Mortal enemy of the Creation Green Lotus, possessing the foremost Chaos Law: the Law of Destruction. Can grind all things in the Primordial Chaos to dust. Can crush the Primordial Chaos, heaven, earth, and all creation into nothing, returning them to Hongmeng. Height: thirty-three thousand three hundred thirty-three million kilometers. Width: sixty-six thousand six hundred sixty-six million kilometers. Length: ninety-nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine million kilometers. Master: Chang Kong!"]

"Hiss..."

"What a terrifying thing..."

"World-Ending... Millstone?"

"Mortal enemy of the Creation Green Lotus? Law of Destruction?"

"How can something so twisted exist?"

"Something that can even grind the Chaos to nothing?"

"No wonder this thing ranks ahead of the Earth-Splitting Divine Chisel, which is on par with the Heaven-Opening Axe... It really is stronger than those two treasures..."

"That means the Primordial World we live in—he could crush it with a wave of his hand."

In that instant, countless billions of Primordial Beings fell into utter despair.

So in another's eyes, they were nothing but crawling insects.

In an instant, all Primordial Beings felt their hopes turn to ash.

Just then, the one called Little Erbi spoke up again.

"Why are you all worrying about this? You're just fretting over nothing. Whether this thing actually has that power is one thing. Even if it does, without strength like that of Great God Pangu, no one can use such a treasure anyway..."

"Look at you, all scared stiff... Compared to Senior Randeng... you're far off. That Senior Randeng has even gone head-to-head with several sages! Hmph!"

"..."

Little Erbi's words left the countless billions of Primordial Beings with no retort.

But it did make everyone come to their senses.

The existence of a world-ending treasure was one matter.

Whether it could be used was another.

Besides, it wasn't like someone would go around ending the world at the drop of a hat.

Thus, the countless billions of Primordial Beings really were far inferior to Taoist Randeng.

At that moment, Taoist Randeng's slightly shifty voice came through.

"Daoist Little Erbi... I never expected you to hold Randeng in such high regard. Flattered, flattered."

"If this poor Daoist survives this tribulation, I will surely seek you out for a few good drinks... We'll get thoroughly drunk, and that will show our true heroic colors..."

The one called Little Erbi laughed heartily:

"Daoist Randeng, you're too kind... Easy to say, easy to say... If there's any place where This Humble One can be of use, I will gladly risk my life to keep you company..."

"..."

For a time, these two thick-skinned fellows actually started making friends right in front of all the Primordial Beings.

After this exchange, even Primal Sage no longer hated Taoist Randeng to the bone.

Thanks to their antics, the Primordial Beings' fear also subsided, and within moments, the atmosphere grew lively again.

After a long while, the purple-gold qi in the sky finally began to seethe once more.

The Primordial Beings tensed up again.

Only two spots remained on the Treasure Ranking.

The second-ranked treasure was finally about to appear.

Everyone's anticipation reached its peak.

What could possibly rank above the World-Ending Millstone?

All raised their heads to gaze at the heavens, afraid to miss a single detail.

The purple-gold aura condensed in the sky for a moment.

But it only formed a single mass.

What lay inside was impossible to see clearly.

Countless billions of Primordial Beings stared wide-eyed at the firmament, yet could not discern what it was.

The purple-gold qi was simply too dense.

But the Grand Dao Script had already descended.

["Treasure Ranking Second Place: Hongmeng. Supreme Hongmeng Treasure. It is the source of all things in the Primordial Chaos. The progenitor of all laws. The origin of everything. The source of all power. Master: Chang Kong!"]

Everyone was slow to react.

Even the Grand Dao Script's description was extremely vague.

Let alone the utterly bewildered Primordial Beings.

Hongmeng?

So what exactly was this Hongmeng?

Was Hongmeng also a treasure?

Used by someone as a treasure?

Chaos—the source of everything in the Primordial Era.

Just thinking about it was terrifying.

What kind of thing was this?

What kind of power did it possess?

This was something beyond the scope of their understanding.

Though the Primordial Beings had little idea what Hongmeng truly was!

The Saints and Quasi-Saints, however, understood it very clearly.

The origin of the world was nothingness.

Nothingness gave birth to Hongmeng, Hongmeng gave birth to Chaos, and Chaos opened into the Primordial Era.

The Treasure Ranking's third position, the Chaos Treasures, were all accounted for.

So the second position became a Hongmeng Treasure: Hongmeng?

Then what treasure occupied the top spot?

Could it be a Void-Level Supreme Treasure?

At this thought, even the Saints' expressions turned grim.

Especially the most profound of them all, Grand Supreme Old Lord.

Starting from the eighth-ranked Creation Jade Tablet, everything had already been a Chaos Treasure.

Now the second-ranked item was beyond their comprehension.

They still had no idea what the first-ranked item could be.

The Primordial Beings unconsciously grew tense.

All rose to their feet, staring fixedly at the Hongmeng Purple Gold List in the sky.

Next.

It was time for the first-ranked treasure on the list...

Truly, it came only after a thousand calls and ten thousand summons.

At last, the most thrilling moment had arrived.

After a long while.

The Purple-Gold Qi in the sky began to seethe once more.

All the Purple-Gold Qi that filled the entire void joined in this process of evolution.

It seemed extremely difficult to evolve this treasure.

After a very, very long time.

This treasure was finally successfully evolved.

Then it condensed into a palace.

Behold this palace in the sky: The Grand Mansion spreads wide, viewing the seat of sacred virtue. Lofty gates rise steep and high, twin towers float in the Grand Purity. A central pavilion stands in mid-heaven, linked flying galleries stretch toward the western city.

Overlooking the long flow of the Zhang River, gazing at the lush growth of gardens and fruits. Twin terraces rise left and right, with Jade Dragon and Golden Phoenix. Two bridges connect east and west, like a rainbow spanning the long sky. Bowing to the splendor of the imperial capital, glimpsing the drifting clouds and mists. Rejoicing in the gathering of many talents, harmonizing with the auspicious dream of the flying bear. Looking up at the gentle spring breeze, listening to the mournful cries of a hundred birds.

The Heavenly Cloud Wall having been established, the family's wishes are fulfilled. Spreading benevolent transformation within the realm, showing utmost reverence in the upper capital. Only the flourishing of Huan and Wen—how could they match this sage brilliance!

How splendid! How beautiful! Favor and grace spread far.

Aiding and supporting Our royal house, bringing peace to the four directions.

Matching the measure of Heaven and Earth, shining with the radiance of Sun and Moon. Eternal in honor and without end, equal in longevity to the Eastern Emperor. Riding dragon banners on distant journeys, turning the phoenix carriage in circling grace.

Grace and transformation reach the four seas, praising abundant goods and a peaceful people. May this terrace stand forever firm, joy unending through the ages.

Truly a jade tower and gemmed pavilion, celestial music drifting, towers and terraces shimmering in layers!

The billions of Primordial Beings, gazing at the pavilion in the sky, fell into a trance of enchantment.

All were immersed in it, unable to break free.

The celestial pavilion was utterly boundless in its grandeur.

Infinite in its beauty.

Words could not express the marvel of this pavilion.

A moment later, the Grand Dao Script finally descended: