In the Kindling Realm stood an utterly unremarkable wooden cabin.
"Qin Hao, the Kindling Realm doesn't have many Supreme-Grade Chaos Spirit Treasures. There are seven available for you to choose from."
Qin Hao and Pang Qingyun stood inside the cabin. Light flowed through it, and time drifted unpredictably. It was truly extraordinary.
Directly before Qin Hao floated six Supreme-Grade Chaos Spirit Treasures.
There was a diamond-shaped heavy saber, a sharp treasure sword, and other Supreme-Grade Chaos Spirit Treasures, including a long spear and a great shield.
Every Supreme-Grade Chaos Spirit Treasure radiated an extraordinary pressure. Even though Qin Hao was already a Four-Star Ancestral God, he still found it quite oppressive.
It felt as though he would perish outright if that pressure came crushing down.
And that was indeed the case. Within the Kindling Realm, these Supreme-Grade Chaos Spirit Treasures could unleash their full might, and every one possessed power on par with a seven-star ancestral god.
Moreover, including Pang Qingyun, there were a full seven Supreme-Grade Chaos Spirit Treasures inside the cabin.
The six Supreme-Grade Chaos Spirit Treasures floated in the air. Qin Hao could sense their artifact spirits, but perhaps because Pang Qingyun was also present, none of them spoke.
Yet the first thing Qin Hao looked at was a silver armored man on the floor.
Unlike the six Supreme-Grade Chaos Spirit Treasures suspended in the air, this silver armored man stood on the ground, looking just like a god of war.
The pressure he radiated was also the strongest.
"Brother Pang, is this your true body?" Qin Hao looked at the silver armored man. Without a doubt, this was Pang Qingyun's true body.
Since Pang Qingyun wanted to leave with him, he was naturally among the rewards Qin Hao could choose.
"Of course!" Pang Qingyun's face brimmed