The idea was good, but putting it into practice was fraught with difficulties.
Without the proper method, this mysterious material could not be altered at all.
Qin Heng flipped through the Chaos Book but found nothing similar. With no way to understand it, he could only set the matter aside for now.
"We can study it slowly in the future. First, let's figure out how to take it back," Dong Huaiyue said.
She tried to store Ancient Ink in her inner space, but failed.
This thing was exceptionally heavy, its mass far beyond the carrying limit of inner space. Not only could she not take it away, even Qin Heng's Inner World could not swallow it.
If they did not put it away, taking it with them would be even harder. With Dong Huaiyue holding Ancient Ink, Qin Heng could not teleport her. If they flew back at a snail's pace, they would not make it home even in ten epochs.
"What should we do..."
The two scratched their heads and pondered on the spot for a long time, trying many methods, but none could take Ancient Ink away. That helpless feeling left them utterly without temper.
Dong Huaiyue sighed. "The Chaos Sea truly deserves to be called a place beyond the universe itself. I thought the God Refining Furnace and the Undying Secret Casket were already special enough, but who would have thought that this lump of ink, which does not even count as a treasure, would be so formidable?"
"Born of Chaos, its mysteries are beyond words. This place is, after all, a miraculous land created by a Saint Realm Supreme. It would not be strange for it to contain three or five rare treasures," Qin Heng said.
The ink block was not as dangerous as the God