Primordial Era: I am a treasure trove, full of magical treasures.

Xuanbao felt like a husky that had wandered into a pack of wolves, surrounded by a group of chaotic giants from the Ninth Heaven.

"Um... would you believe me if I said I was just passing by to buy soy sauce?" Xuanbao grinned, trying to ease the suffocatingly awkward atmosphere.

No one answered him.

The Lord of Nothingness slowly turned around, his pupil-less eyes scrutinizing Xuanbao from head to toe, a playful smile playing on his lips: "Mid-stage Eighth Heaven, Three Thousand Laws. So you're the one who managed to toy with those Chaos Demons?"

Xuanbao's heart skipped a beat, but he still wore that carefree smile: "Oh my, I didn't expect to be so famous that even the Lord of Nothingness knows my name. I'm truly flattered."

"Stop talking to me like that." The Lord of Nothingness snorted coldly, but there wasn't much killing intent in his tone. "Do you think I don't know that you've been following me around all these years, taking advantage of my misfortunes? Do you think I don't know how much demonic essence you've used to refine the Great Grinding Mill of Annihilation? I'm just too lazy to bother with you—after all, you're not worth my time."

Xuanbao's smile froze slightly.

"However—" The Lord of Nothingness changed his tone, his gaze turning dangerous, "Since you've delivered yourself to my doorstep, you might as well stay here with me, so I don't have to go looking for you again."

Before he could finish speaking, the Lord of Nothingness raised his hand and struck Xuanbao in the face!

That palm strike seemed ordinary, but wherever the wind from it passed, the void vanished silently, even the patterns of laws disappeared like erased pencil marks. Xuan Bao felt a terrifying force of denial wash over him, as if an invisible hand was slowly erasing his existence from reality!

"Oh shit!"

"You have no sportsmanship. You've barely exchanged a few words before you're trying to fight. But I'm not one to be trifled with."

Without a second thought, Xuanbao retreated rapidly, simultaneously pulling out a handful of chaotic-colored beads from his robes and hurling them at the Lord of Nothingness!

"What?"

Before anyone present could react...

"BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!"

More than a dozen specially crafted, self-destructing innate treasures exploded simultaneously. The power was so great that it blasted the chaotic void within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles into a chaotic torrent. The flames from the explosions illuminated half of the chaos, and even the chaotic giants of the Ninth Heaven were forced to retreat.

However, when the aftershocks of the explosion subsided—

The Lord of Nothingness slowly emerged from the aftershocks of the explosion, his body charred black and his clothes torn, but his pupil-less eyes burned with an even more intense rage. He brushed off the smoking ashes from his body, his voice hoarse and deep: "Little bug, you've successfully angered me."

The Lord of Nothingness admitted that he had been careless and failed to dodge. He never expected that Xuanbao, a post-natal being he had taken for granted, could make him lose face so badly.

"Unforgivable!"

Rage Level Max

Xuanbao felt a chill run down his spine. Good heavens, more than a dozen innate self-defense and self-destruction treasures had only managed to cover one person's face in dust. As Xuanbao retreated rapidly, his brain raced. It seemed that innate supreme treasures were still too much for a Saint of the Ninth Heaven. He needed to find a way to acquire some higher-level spiritual treasures for self-defense.

However, a direct confrontation is definitely not an option, and there's no way to escape either—the surrounding area is filled with chaotic demons from the Ninth Heaven, and any one of them would require me to use many of my trump cards.

……

However, Xuanbao suddenly thought of something?

Xuanbao grinned, revealing a set of white teeth: "So what if I angered you? Weren't you just kicked around like a grandson by those big shots? Do you want to see how pathetic you look now?"

Upon hearing this, the Lord of Nothingness's face instantly turned incredibly ugly. The Chaos Gods who had been watching the spectacle also became subtly affected – Xuanbao's words, while mocking the Lord of Nothingness, were also a reminder to them: the Lord of Nothingness's most terrifying asset was that Mirror of Nothingness. Without that Mirror of Nothingness, he'd be beaten to a pulp.

"Boy, you're courting death." The Lord of Nothingness gritted his teeth and said, word by word. The Mirror of Nothingness in his hand once again shone with a grayish-white light, aimed at the Mystic Treasure.

Xuanbao, however, remained completely unfazed. Instead, he shrugged, appearing utterly unconcerned: "Come on, shine the light here. For a mere eighth-level cultivator like me to die under a Chaos Spiritual Treasure is hardly a loss. But—"

He abruptly changed the subject, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding Chaos Giants, his voice rising eight octaves: "My death is no big deal, but you big shots, have you thought this through—after I die, who's next? The God of Fate? The God of Cause and Effect? ​​Or the Time God? That mirror in his hand, whoever it shines upon dies!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the Chaos Giants present changed simultaneously.

Xuanbao's words struck a nerve. The Lord of Nothingness, now wielding the Mirror of Nothingness, was fearless in a one-on-one fight against anyone present. But if they joined forces, they might have a chance—provided no one was defeated individually.

Xuanbao's meaning was clear: if you watch me get killed by him, one of you will be next. Rather than let me die in vain, let's join forces and take him down first!

The Lord of Nothingness naturally understood the provocative intent in Xuanbao's words, and sneered, "A mere trick. Do you think you can make them fight me to the death with just a few words?"

"Whether it's possible or not, we'll find out by trying," Xuanbao replied with a smile, then turned to look at the God of Fate. "Great God of Fate, what do you say? Do you want to watch me get killed by his light, and then you're next, or should we join forces and take him down first?"

The Deity of Fate was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Boy, you're very good."

"Thank you for the compliment." Xuanbao cupped his hands in greeting. "So, what you mean is—"

The God of Fate did not answer directly, but turned to look at the God of Cause and Effect and the God of Time. The three giants of the Nine Heavens exchanged glances for a moment, and then nodded simultaneously.

"Void, I didn't expect you to have such methods." The Demon God of Fate turned around and looked at the Lord of Void, his voice calm but carrying an undeniable determination. "But your mirror can only reflect one person at a time. We, on the other hand, have more than a dozen."

The Lord of Nothingness's expression finally darkened completely.

He glanced around at the Chaos Giants who had gathered around him again, then looked at Xuanbao standing in the distance with a smug smile on his face. He suddenly let out a cold snort that was hard to decipher: "Fine, very well. Kid, I'll remember you." He said it through gritted teeth, but anyone could tell that he had already begun to back down.

No one present was a fool. The God of Fate, the God of Cause and Effect, the God of Time—weren't they all old foxes who had lived for countless eons? As soon as they saw the Lord of Nothingness's "threatening words and leaving himself an escape route" posture, they immediately understood: this guy wanted to run away.

"Trying to run?" The Soul Demon God was the first to react, twirling his Soul Scythe in his hand, the eerie green blade tracing a blinding arc in the void. "Weren't you so arrogant just now? Weren't you going to surpass Pangu? Why are you chickening out now?"

The Lord of Nothingness did not answer. His grip on the Mirror of Nothingness tightened slightly, his gaze rapidly sweeping across the surroundings, calculating the possibilities of escape. A direct confrontation was impossible—the three old foxes, Fate, Cause and Effect, and Time, had already blocked all possible routes of attack. But if he were to risk taking a few heavy blows and forcibly tear open a spatial rift…

"Don't even think about it." "I've already locked down the flow of time around you. Even if you tear open a spatial rift, you'll be swept back to where you started by the temporal turbulence."

The Lord of Nothingness's face darkened completely. He remained silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed—a laugh filled with a reckless madness: "Fine, very well. Since you insist on driving us to our deaths, then don't blame me for being impolite."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised the Void Mirror high above his head! Grayish-white light burst forth from the mirror's surface, spreading in all directions like a tsunami! Wherever that light passed, even the chaotic turbulence was directly negated, turning into absolute nothingness!

"Retreat!" At the command of the God of Destiny, all the Chaos Giants retreated simultaneously. They all knew the power of the Void Mirror—being struck by its light was not just a matter of injury, but rather being wiped out from the very level of existence!

However, just when all the demons thought the Lord of Nothingness was going to fight to the death—

The Lord of Nothingness raised the Mirror of Nothingness, and a grayish-white light swept outwards like a tsunami. Wherever the light passed, the chaotic currents were wiped out, and the void was reduced to absolute nothingness, where even light lost its meaning.

All the Chaos Gods retreated simultaneously. The God of Fate, the God of Cause and Effect, the God of Time—no one dared to directly confront the Void Mirror's edge. The mirror's power was too terrifying; being reflected in it meant instant annihilation, and no one wanted to be the unlucky one.

However, at the very moment when that grayish-white light was at its brightest—

Under the cover of that light, the Void Lord's figure retreated silently, like a melting shadow. He had no intention of fighting to the death; that seemingly decisive attack was merely to create chaos and buy him time to escape.

It must be said that the Lord of Nothingness's acting skills were truly superb. That fearless, death-defying aura fooled all the Chaos Gods present. While they were all focused on defending against the light of the Mirror of Nothingness, the Lord of Nothingness had already retreated billions of miles away, casually tearing open the space in front of him with his hand.

"Farewell, everyone." The Lord of Nothingness curled a mocking smile. "Once I've recovered, I'll come and visit you all one by one."

Jie Jie...

however--

Before he could even feel happy, he had to escape.

Just as he was about to step into the spatial rift, a calm, almost indifferent voice sounded behind him:

"Fellow Daoist Void, now that you're here, why the rush to leave?"

The Lord of Nothingness's pupils suddenly contracted!

He whirled around and saw a tall, slender figure standing less than three feet behind him. The man wore a blue Taoist robe, had a gaunt face, and an air of detached indifference between his brows. He held no weapon and did not emit any fluctuations of law, yet he stood there as if he had merged with the entire chaotic void, giving people a sense of inescapable despair.

Space Demon God - Yang Mei.

He was a very high-ranking being among the Chaos Gods, possessing mastery of the laws of space and the ability to manipulate all spatial dimensions within chaos. His cultivation level was also at the Ninth Heaven.

"Yang Mei..." The Lord of Nothingness gritted his teeth and pronounced the name word by word, "You're going to stop me too? I didn't provoke you."

"Fellow Daoist Xuwu, this is a battle of the Dao." Yang Mei's voice was calm as water, yet it carried an undeniable majesty. "Moreover, although chaos is vast, there is no space for you to escape before me."

Before he finished speaking, he simply raised his hand slightly.

The spatial rift behind the Lord of Nothingness closed silently, as if smoothed out by an invisible hand. It left not a trace, as if it had never existed.

The Lord of Nothingness's expression instantly turned extremely ugly.

With Yang Mei blocking his path in front and pursuers closing in from behind, he looked around and realized he was completely trapped in this void—the God of Fate had sealed the threads of fate, the God of Cause and Effect had severed the web of cause and effect, the God of Time had locked the flow of time, and the God of Space, Yang Mei, had directly sealed off all possible spatial passages.

"Yang Mei..." The Lord of Nothingness took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, and tried to make a final struggle, "We have no grudges against each other, why should we fight to the death for those guys? If you let me go, I will owe you a favor, and I will repay you handsomely in the future.

Yang Mei looked at him, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly shook her head: "Void, don't you understand? This isn't about personal grudges. Your path will destroy the entire Chaos."

He raised his hand, fingers spread, and pointed it at the Lord of Nothingness: "So, please stay."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Mei suddenly clenched her fists!

The Lord of Nothingness felt as if the space around him was being gripped by an invisible hand, being squeezed inwards from all directions. This squeezing was different from ordinary spatial compression—Yang Mei's spatial laws directly attacked the spatial dimension itself, separating the space where the Lord of Nothingness was located from the chaos, and then continuously compressing and collapsing it, attempting to crush him and that space together!

"Good move!" The Lord of Nothingness snorted coldly, and the Void Mirror in his hand lit up again, its grayish-white light shining towards the surrounding spatial barriers. The power of denial of the Void Mirror collided with Yang Mei's spatial compression power, producing a piercing "crunching" sound, as if two pieces of metal were rubbing against each other.

Cracks began to appear in the spatial barrier under the light of the Void Mirror, but as soon as they appeared, Yang Mei repaired them with the laws of space. The two were locked in a stalemate—the Lord of Nothingness could not break through Yang Mei's spatial blockade, and Yang Mei could not completely suppress the Lord of Nothingness under the defense of the Void Mirror.

But for the Lord of Nothingness, a stalemate is the greatest disadvantage.

Because the other Chaos Gods have already surrounded us.

As the saying goes, time is king and space is supreme. Even the Lord of Nothingness, who possesses the Mirror of Nothingness, feels immense pressure when the two are combined. There's no way to resolve this; the combination of these two laws is simply too unsolvable.