The chest was enormous, standing half as tall as a person, with a heavy golden lock hanging from it.
Qin An stared at the chest. "Your Highness, could this be for me?"
The Third Prince had come calling in the middle of the night with a chest in tow. Given the situation, Qin An had little trouble guessing it might be meant for him.
The First Prince and Second Prince were targeting him, and numerous experts wanted to challenge him. It would have been stranger if the Third Prince had done nothing.
Whatever the Third Prince had brought would be no trifle. It might even change the situation.
The Third Prince nodded slightly. Without another word, he raised a hand and struck the lock.
A wisp of Void Essence burst from his palm and entered the finely crafted, weighty lock. Suffused with Void Essence, it sprang open.
The Third Prince wasted no time. He lifted the lid in front of Qin An.
Dazzling light spilled out, accompanied by a dense surge of Blood and Qi Power.
Inside the chest lay rows upon rows of astonishing objects.
Demon Caches.
When a demon or False God at the One-Unity Realm died, what remained was called a Demon Cache.
Why call it a cache? Because it was a treasure trove.
Each Demon Cache held the blood and qi of a hundred Demon Cores.
The chest contained a full hundred Demon Caches. To a cultivator, every one was an immensely precious treasure.
After all, each Demon Cache represented the death of a demon or False God at the One-Unity Realm.
The Third Prince looked up. "I know you're facing a crisis beyond imagining, but there's little I can do for you. I can only help where I can."
"I know you can burn your