This Ancient Ink was actually a highly condensed Chaos source stone. If decomposed into gaseous form, it would become a massive amount of Chaos Qi.
As for its exact mass, Qin Heng could not determine it. He could only roughly guess that it should be even more formidable than the World Creation Compass.
After all, this thing had come from the hands of one of Dong Huaiyue's former life's close relatives. Even the "Chaos Book" had never recorded it. Its level might have reached—or even surpassed—the height of the "nine drops of Chaos Holy Water"!
The Chaos Ancient Ink was of an extremely high level, but it could still be stirred slightly with the power of a True God.
Qin Heng followed the methods he had recently learned from the World Creation Compass and mobilized the heavy particles contained within the Ancient Ink.
After expending nearly a tenth of his divine power, the Ancient Ink moved.
Hum~
A heavy, understated ripple of energy flashed past. One smooth section of the Ancient Ink extended forward, transforming into a slender short sword with a dark golden sheen.
"What is this?" Dong Huaiyue reached out and touched the short sword.
With just a light touch, a tiny bloody mark appeared on her True God body, each cell of which was comparable to a star. White Time God blood flowed out.
"So strong! It feels stronger than an ancestral artifact!"
Both of them were astonished.
"This Ancient Ink must be the number one treasure of the Chaos Sea! It surpasses everything, second only to the complete Chaos Sea!" Qin Heng marveled.
Dong Huaiyue's former life's close relative had been far too powerful. This universe at the edge of the Boundary Sea should originally have been utterly ordinary, but because of her arrival, first came