"Senior, I understand all the rules," Pangu continued. "Please accept this."
As Pangu's voice fell, a spatial passage took shape. Pangu reached out and grabbed, and a sphere dropped into his hand.
Even with the sphere sealing it away, one could still sense the terrifying aura contained within the little ball.
Ancient, immortal, violent, profound, mysterious...
In the haze, it seemed as though the Great Dao were evolving. Countless ancient phantoms roared and howled. Even with its aura restrained, it instantly evolved into endless profundities, as if the three thousand worlds had been born from it, only to be destroyed and vanish in the blink of an eye.
Profound beyond measure, wondrous beyond measure. One could vaguely sense the faint, intermittent auras of countless Chaos Demon Gods.
There were swords and spears, clubs and staffs, hammers and halberds—every kind of weapon imaginable. Each indistinct phantom contained a terrifying aura capable of suppressing an entire era, subduing countless universes, freezing space-time, and making the Great Dao tremble.
What this little ball contained was astonishingly... the Chaos treasures once possessed by the Chaos Demon Gods!
Hongjun and the others' eyes flickered with understanding.
So that was why all the treasures of the Chaos Demon Gods had disappeared after the battle to create the world. It turned out this old schemer had taken them all!
Even though all those treasures had been shattered, they were still Chaos-grade spiritual treasures. The value of dozens of Chaos treasures was self-evident.
"Please accept this, Senior."
Pangu spoke humbly.
Although the Chaos Bead had been taken by this senior, as the leader of the Chaos, he certainly did not lack spiritual treasures.
If he could exchange them for an opportunity, he would undoubtedly make a huge profit.
"Interesting."
Tang Xuan smiled and waved, taking the little ball