The portal was not large, only about the size of an ordinary restaurant door. Its frame was extremely ancient and simple, covered in intricate inscriptions, and the material was exactly the same as the metal disk.
Clearly, this portal had been transformed from the metal disk.
And naturally, this was the first time Nalant had ever seen such a thing.
The portals of the past had all been incomparably huge, with thick bases, and required countless crystals to activate them.
But the portal before his eyes did not have so much as a single crystal adorning it.
"So where exactly does the other side of this portal lead? Why isn't it even in the Creator God's memories!"
Nalant was utterly shocked. After all, since this metal disk had appeared in the World of Gods, then the Creator God could not possibly have been unaware of it beforehand.
"Wait, there seems to be a bit of memory!" Just as Nalant was working hard to recover the Creator God's inherited memories, he finally found a few pieces of related information.
That was, on the eve of the great battle between the Creator God and the God of Undeath, a friend of the Creator God had given him a gift.
However, because the war had broken out so suddenly at the time, the Creator God had not had time to open the gift box before directly placing it into his storage space.
So this disk was very likely something he had obtained back then, which was why the Creator God had no memory of it.
"Then should I go over and take a look?" Although he had made such a guess, Nalant did not dare make a reckless conclusion.
Apart from that, even if this gift really had been given to the Creator