Primordial: I Was Exposed After Hiding for Eons

Daoist Randeng had already become the target of ridicule for all of Primordial Wilderness.

After another moment, the next magic treasure was also announced.

As soon as this treasure appeared.

The entire Primordial Wilderness boiled over once again.

Another Saint-grade treasure?

What was going on here?

The ranking was barely past the halfway mark.

And Saint-grade treasures were appearing one after another?

Since when had Saint-grade treasures become so worthless?

After everyone's exclamations, their breathing grew heavy once more.

The sounds of inhaling and exhaling echoed endlessly across the skies of Primordial Wilderness.

It was somewhat awkward.

The source of the awkwardness was the treasure manifesting in the air.

["Magic Treasure Ranking, forty-ninth place: Jieyin Divine Banner, ranked as a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, a Buddhist sect supreme treasure, possessing the sound of the Great Dao, its voice like thunder, innately restraining Primordial Spirit power. All who possess a Primordial Spirit are restrained by it. Master: Saint Jieyin."]

Everyone who saw this scene felt almost too speechless to complain.

After Saint Zhunti's Six Roots Pure Bamboo made the list.

Saint Jieyin's Jieyin Divine Banner followed suit.

Now two Saint-grade treasures had already made the ranking...

This was simply unimaginable.

Such a powerful treasure was only ranked forty-ninth on this list.

Within the Eight Treasures Merit Pool on the Great Sumeru Mountain in the West.

Saint Zhunti looked at Saint Jieyin, whose face was bitter, and sighed slightly:

"Elder brother, our West has always been barren, with few treasures in hand."

"Now my Six Roots Pure Bamboo and your Jieyin Divine Banner are both ranked low. It seems that on the Magic Treasure Ranking, the West will probably stop here..."

Hearing this, Saint Jieyin's face grew even more sorrowful.

But in the end, he still offered words of comfort:

"Junior brother, do not be too distressed. You still have the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and the Blessing Divine Pestle. These two treasures are infinitely powerful and will naturally make the list..."

Upon hearing this, Saint Zhunti nodded, but still felt somewhat dejected.

Saint Jieyin's mood was also low, but his gaze shifted slightly, and then he uttered a Buddhist chant:

"Amitabha, Daoist Randeng, this Saint's Jieyin Divine Banner is ranked ahead of your Universe Ruler. Are you convinced?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Primordial Wilderness fell silent once more.

No one expected that Saint Jieyin, who had always been compassionate and sorrowful, could say such a thing?

Wasn't this slapping Daoist Randeng in the face?

Daoist Zhunti had just slapped Daoist Randeng's face.

And Daoist Jieyin followed right after.

These two Saints of the West were simply a pair of living treasures...

Being teased by these two Saints, one wondered if Daoist Randeng could bear it.

At this moment, Daoist Randeng, who was in a remote place, had a face that had completely turned the color of pig liver.

He glared hatefully toward the West, his eyes nearly spitting fire.

"These two scoundrels are going too far..."

With a face like pig liver, Daoist Randeng's heart was fierce, but he could only mutter to himself.

After all, the other party were Saints.

He, only at the Quasi-Saint realm, was far from being a match for a Saint, so he could only swallow his anger.

Soon, the Jieyin Divine Banner, which had been so imposing in midair, disappeared.

The Violet Gold Qi churned once more.

The next treasure gradually took shape in the air.

It turned out to be a longsword.

This left everyone somewhat frustrated.

There were far too many longsword treasures in Primordial Wilderness.

Many were obscure yet extremely powerful longsword treasures.

It was understandable that they did not recognize this magic treasure.

But those truly powerful beings felt a stir in their hearts.

They recognized whose treasure this was.

In midair hung an ancient sword, dark and gloomy.

Its blade was covered with diamond-shaped dark patterns, forming a green lotus design, and cast with mysterious seal-script inscriptions reading "Green Ping."

The edge was not straight; the spine was clearly defined into a sharp line, with the widest part roughly half a foot from the hilt.

Then it curved inward in an arc, bulging outward again near the tip before converging into a sharp point. The whole body gleamed with a vast green light, giving a feeling of icy coldness and a sharpness that could split a hair at a breath.

Yet because of the dazzling golden radiance, it was far too blinding.

Those of weaker cultivation could not see it clearly.

The crowd's murmurs grew louder.

But still, no one could identify what treasure this was.

As purple qi manifested in the sky, forming Great Dao Script, the beings of the Primordial World once again drew in a sharp breath.

What in the world was this?

Another Saint's treasure?

Since when had Saint treasures become so worthless?

Three Saint treasures appearing in succession?

Wasn't this utterly unbelievable?

Many exchanged bewildered glances, their shock beyond words.

One great power spoke slowly:

"Perhaps most of the treasures from now on will be Saint treasures. After all, the other famous treasures of the Primordial World have already appeared. Now it's probably time for the Saints to show off their collections..."

At these words, everyone nodded in agreement.

Indeed.

The renowned treasures of the Primordial World had mostly made their way onto the list.

What came next would likely be the Saints flaunting their reserves.

The crowd looked up at the sky.

The image of the sword remained.

The Great Dao Script remained as well:

["Magic Treasure Ranking, Forty-eighth Place: Green Ping Sword. Rank: Top-grade Innate Merit Spiritual Treasure. Transformed from a leaf of the Thirty-six-grade Creation Green Lotus. Possesses an extremely strong intent to kill. A sword of slaughter, capable of cutting all things, killing without karmic consequences. Master: Tongtian!"]

On Golden Ao Island, in Biyou Palace, Saint Tongtian's eyes flickered slightly.

When others' treasures ranked poorly, he had often teased them.

Now it was his turn...

It was somewhat unpleasant...

As for how his Green Ping Sword truly measured up, there was no need to elaborate.

Its reputation shook the entire Primordial World.

It was transformed from a leaf of the Thirty-six-grade Creation Green Lotus.

And inherently bore boundless merit.

Such an immensely powerful treasure, yet it only ranked forty-eighth?

That was truly strange.

Sect Master Tongtian, who always loved to watch the excitement, took a sip of his jade nectar and spoke:

"Daoist friend Randeng, this Saint's Green Ping Sword still ranks ahead of your Universe Ruler. Are you convinced?"