The Multiverse.
The Black-Robed Man drove his black war chariot ahead while Wang Hao rode Ancestor Dragon in pursuit behind him.
The two chased each other back and forth, creating quite the spectacle!
The Black-Robed Man glanced back, his face darkening. "What kind of dragon is this? Why is it still so lively after chasing me for so long!?"
At that moment, Wang Hao, seated cross-legged atop Ancestor Dragon's head, suddenly opened his eyes. A faintly heaven-piercing sharpness lurked within his pitch-black gaze as his cultivation broke through from Martial God Level 3 to Martial God Level 4.
Moreover, because he had just evolved, Wang Hao's combat power soared dramatically, multiplying by dozens of times.
The Black-Robed Man's heart trembled as Wang Hao's suddenly opened eyes gave him a huge fright.
"Damn it, is this kid really a Martial God!? The energy inside him is nearly comparable to the Supremes of our Earth-Level Cosmos!"
The Black-Robed Man was on the verge of tears. Had he known the Profound-Level Cosmos would produce such a freak, he would never have gone there treasure hunting, even if beaten to death.
Now he had obtained the treasure, but he had also provoked a piece of Dog-skin Plaster he simply could not shake off.
"Wuwu, This Baby Rabbit slept so comfortably!" Little White stretched lazily, waking up on Wang Hao's shoulder before grabbing a carrot and taking a bite.
But after only one bite, Little White froze in shock. An incomparably enormous glass sphere had appeared ahead. It was filled with stars and looked fantastically dreamlike, utterly mesmerizing.
"Haha, brat, I'm home! If you have the guts, chase me in! I guarantee you'll die without a burial site!" The Black-Robed Man laughed wildly and drove his war chariot at full speed toward the enormous glass