Exchange

"Are you sure the God of Chaos is in here?" the Human Ancestor asked, looking at the restless Order Celestial God.

"He was here just now, but for some reason, I've lost all sense of him!" the Order Celestial God said, somewhat bewildered.

"That means the God of Chaos is already dead!" the Human Ancestor said indifferently.

"But how long has it been? Even the God of Chaos in his original state couldn't have been killed so easily, let alone his current self!" The Order Celestial God shook his head, rejecting the Human Ancestor's claim.

"Look at this golden 'giant ball.' Didn't you sense anything from it?" The Human Ancestor changed the subject and pointed at the golden "giant ball" in front of them.

"There's a sense of oppression, as if it comes from a higher dimension!" the Order Celestial God replied.

"That means the information you gave me was correct. That unknown existence really is the World Celestial God, and this 'giant ball' before us is very likely the world he created!" the Human Ancestor said indifferently. "If it's a complete world, then no matter how small it is, it must still be a higher existence than lifeforms like us."

The Order Celestial God said nothing.

"Once trapped in a world like this, the God of Chaos is doomed. Whether you believe it or not, there's nothing you can do!" the Human Ancestor said.

"If that's really the case, then this calamity was resolved far too easily!"

"Who knows?"

The Order Celestial God and the Human Ancestor were still conversing when a sudden voice rang out in their minds.

"You two, why don't you come in for a chat?"

As the voice fell, a vortex-shaped passage quickly appeared on the surface of the enormous giant ball.

The two exchanged