The matter of the Death Abyss Eternal True Lord and the Annihilation Eternal True Lord—Su Changqing felt a great terror hanging over his head at the mere thought of it, let alone at the thought of mentioning it to Pangu.
"Will you return to the Primordial Nine Realms?" Su Changqing changed the subject and looked at Pangu.
"Even with the Nine Revolutions Fate Wheel Fish, whether I live or die remains uncertain. Why go back?" Pangu laughed, free-spirited and bold. "If I attain eternal freedom, I'll make the Primordial Chaos World last forever."
Among the 300 Billion Chaos Worlds, worlds were destroyed at every moment, and new ones were born. Some did not even exist on the same timeline.
Pangu had long since seen far too many of them.
"But you—I don't know when you'll return once you leave." Pangu looked at Su Changqing again and sighed softly.
Unless one reached the pinnacle of cultivation, there was no telling how far the road ahead stretched. Even Eternal True Lords differed in strength.
"If I die somewhere in the 300 Billion Chaos Worlds, I'll leave my legacy behind. Wherever I die, there I'll be buried. What place beneath heaven has no green hills?"
Su Changqing fell silent for a moment, then raised his head sharply.
"I want to leave a few things behind." Su Changqing lifted his hand, and treasures appeared one after another: the Sun Palace, the Taiyin Palace, the Human Race Nine Cauldrons, the Chaos Bell.
Each treasure could shake the universe and tempt a Primordial Dao Ancestor!
They formed a torrent of treasures that tore through the barrier of the Death Abyss, pierced the chaos, and descended upon the Primordial Nine Realms.
The Primordial Nine Realms resembled a vast, boundless pyramid. Numerous Minor Worlds revolved around them; some