The entrance tickets to the Chaotic Origin Great World had been crafted through an ingenious method: divine crystals were cut into thin slices and made into tickets.
Four small arrays had been inscribed around each ticket, drawing the divine crystal's energy toward the edges. As long as any corner was damaged, the entire ticket would shatter.
The entrance tickets to the Chaotic Origin Great World were far too precious, so naturally, many living beings had risked everything to counterfeit them.
Crafting the tickets through such exquisite means had been a necessary evil.
The Evil God placed the ticket in his hand and examined it.
He had suffered quite a bit in the Black Mountain Sect, especially when he had first joined. Back then, several Other Shore Realm experts had relied on their Other Shore Tokens to crush him completely.
But in an astonishingly short time, his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds. Those Other Shore Realm experts who had once stood above him had either been trampled beneath his feet and forced to kneel in submission, or had already met their ends in the underworld.
He had endured all that for the sake of this tiny ticket.
He casually stuffed it into his Sumeru Ring and said at the same time, "Is there any way to get me a Sumeru Ring in the Other Shore? I obtained so many Other Shore Tokens, but I can't take any of them away. They've all gone to waste!"
Creating a Sumeru Space in the Other Shore was not difficult. The temples of those super factions usually kept Void Cry Beasts and possessed their own unique crafts.
But the Evil God was alone in the Other Shore, an existence like a Killing Star. Who would forge a Sumeru Ring for him?
He had