"No wonder no Sovereign has managed to take this treasure away after all these years."
In the Sixteenth Layer, Qin Hao turned into a streak of blue-green light and raced in one direction. "Sixteen layers of deep space... Even a Great Dao Dominator probably wouldn't venture this far, especially without sensing the treasure."
The Dominator would have sensed nothing to begin with.
Why risk going so deep?
Even a Great Dao Dominator would have to admit defeat if he got lost here!
"I have the Primordial Feathered Wings. I shouldn't get lost."
"But no matter what, I've come this far. I must get that mysterious treasure."
With a whoosh, Qin Hao sped straight toward the place he sensed.
A moment later.
Buzz!
Qin Hao stopped abruptly. The shift from tremendous speed to a standstill made the surrounding space tremble, as though a Spatial Rift were about to tear open.
He paid the disturbance no mind. His eyes were fixed on something floating motionless before him...
A square Token!
The Token looked exceedingly ancient.
It seemed steeped in endless ages. One glance was enough to tell it was an artifact of antiquity.
The moment Qin Hao saw it, the Supreme Sword Tower and Primordial Feathered Wings fell quiet, as though they had led him to what he sought and were in no hurry now.
Qin Hao did not blink. He kept staring at the square Token.
"An Inheritance... Token?"
Two words were written on its face.
Inheritance!
Two ancient characters, written in bold, vigorous strokes!
But that was not what mattered most. What truly mattered was...
"Xuanhuang Qi!"
Qin Hao's breathing quickened.
Xuanhuang Qi was slowly seeping out of the square Token.
It filled the air for several meters around it.
Only moments ago,
Qin Hao had devoured the Xuanhuang Qi—the