"This Ziqian Ten Thousand Snakes fellow wasn't much of a catch! He was royalty, yet he didn't have anything worthwhile."
Inside the spaceship lounge, Chu He took a sip of wine and happily rummaged through Ziqian Ten Thousand Snakes' World Ring.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, Chu He noticed a World Master-grade weapon. It looked very much like some random piece of seized junk, yet it had an inner layer concealing a faint imprint aura.
If Chu He's soul amplitude had not long since been enhanced to the limit of the Primeval Universe, he likely would not have discovered this imprint.
Immortal Gods required certain tokens in order to perform Divine Kingdom teleportation.
The simplest so-called token could be an immortal crystal containing a spiritual imprint. For something more complex, it could be a plant lifeform bound to its owner.
Or it could be specially manufactured token items, such as the token the Chaos City Lord had left for Chu He.
Of course, regardless of the type of token, it contained a trace of its original owner's spiritual imprint.
No matter how far apart they were, whether it was inside an internal world, a Divine Kingdom, or a Space Ring, it could still be sensed.
However, once the token was too far away, one could sense only its general direction, not its precise location or confirm its universal coordinates.
"Heh!" Chu He's gaze flickered, and he understood in an instant. "So that's why Ziqian Ten Thousand Snakes hadn't decisively self-destructed—it was to pass along information!"
Relying solely on a token to precisely identify the killer depended too much on luck.
With Chu He's meticulous nature, he immediately realized that Ziqian Ten Thousand Snakes had likely been trying to reveal the information that he possessed Immortal-level Thousand-Vine Star Eater Grass.
"He gave up on