Master One Art, Understand Ten Thousand

Compared to him, Chen Yang was the same. He cultivated the Formation Dao. If some heaven-defying grand formation appeared within the Primordial World, Chen Yang would sense it as well.

Thus, Chen Yang's expression turned grave at Duobao's words. "A supreme treasure is being born? Could it be that it has truly been found?"

Duobao was puzzled instead. "Found? Found what? Disciple... don't tell me you discovered some treasure?"

Chen Yang did not conceal it. "The Pangu Banner sensed the aura of the Primal Chaos Bell, which is why I sent people to search for it."

"Hiss... the Primal Chaos Bell! Could my sense have something to do with the Primal Chaos Bell..." Duobao murmured curiously.

As he murmured, Chen Yang too fell into doubt.

In the blink of an eye, several thousand more years passed.

Ever since his previous conversation with Duobao, Chen Yang had ordered people to observe the Primordial World.

As they watched, however, things gradually became clear. Treasures truly were emerging throughout the Primordial World. Over these years, as spiritual qi continuously arose, the Primordial World slowly recovered. Within the Primordial Wilderness, many treasures that had once lacked spiritual qi and had never been nurtured were now being nurtured anew and evolving once more. Many newly born spirit treasures appeared.

Yet as the years passed, more and more treasures evolved, until one day, heaven collapsed and earth split within the Primordial World, while the mountains shook and the ground quaked.

To the south of the Primordial World, volcanoes erupted one after another. Surging lava spread outward, melting countless lives.

At the same time, somewhere in the southern Primordial World, an erupting volcano shattered the void. As the void exploded, a mysterious space appeared. Endless fragments surged within that space. Those fragments poured into the Primordial World