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

Xuanbao sat cross-legged, surrounded by a vast amount of precious energy, so dense that it almost condensed into liquid, transforming into a golden ocean in the void.

Xuanbao took a deep breath, formed a hand seal, and his treasure basin, which had been upgraded to a supreme innate treasure, appeared.

The treasure basin, entirely of a chaotic color, had a wide mouth and was engraved with countless profound runes. It wasn't that Xuanbao didn't want to upgrade its true form to a Chaotic Spiritual Treasure sooner, but rather that it wasn't possible at that time; the primordial world at that time could at most support innate supreme treasures.

Moreover, back then, the Primordial World wasn't entirely under my control. I didn't want to be interfered with right after breaking through to the Chaos Spiritual Treasure realm, as that would be a greater loss than gain. Now that the Primordial World has improved and the Primordial Heavenly Dao has become my Heavenly Dao avatar, I have no more worries.

"The time has come." Xuanbao took a deep breath and formed a hand seal.

A massive amount of precious energy surged from his body like a burst dam, pouring into the treasure basin. The basin began to tremble violently, and the runes engraved on it lit up one by one, emitting dazzling light—golden, silver, cyan, purple… countless colors of light intertwined, dyeing the entire void into a magnificent chaotic color.

The aura emanating from the treasure basin began to rise at an alarming rate.

The bottleneck at the peak of the Innate Supreme Treasure began to loosen under the impact of the treasure's energy. The first crack appeared on the basin's surface—not damage, but a harbinger of transformation. The old form was being broken, and a new form was being conceived.

Xuanbao gritted his teeth and poured all the precious energy within his body into the treasure basin. His face began to turn pale, and veins bulged on his forehead, but he showed no sign of stopping. The energy required to advance to the Chaos Spiritual Treasure realm far exceeded his imagination—even with the precious energy he had accumulated for thousands of years, he still felt somewhat strained.

"Not enough...not enough..." Xuanbao's eyes flashed, and a continuous stream of precious energy transformed into streams of light, pouring into the treasure basin.

The treasure basin accepted all comers, devouring all the massive amounts of precious energy poured in. Its aura grew stronger and stronger, and the cracks on its surface became more numerous and denser—as if it would shatter completely at any moment.

Just as Xuanbao felt he was about to give up—

"Click—"

A crisp, delightful cracking sound rang out.

Originally there were forty-nine innate prohibitions, but later another innate restriction was created, and the Treasure Basin successfully crossed the boundary of innate supreme treasures.

Chaotic Treasure - Treasure Basin!

The moment he successfully advanced, an indescribable feedback force surged from the treasure basin, pouring into Xuanbao's body like a warm tide. His aura began to surge—peak of the early stage of the Ninth Heaven, mid-stage of the Ninth Heaven, peak of the mid-stage of the Ninth Heaven…

It wasn't until the late stage of the Ninth Heaven that the feedback force gradually subsided.

"call……"

Xuanbao slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and opened his eyes. In his eyes, the light of the Three Thousand Laws flowed endlessly like a galaxy, even deeper and more vast than before.

The treasure basin floated before him, its surface shimmering with a warm, chaotic light. The runes inscribed on its surface were no longer static patterns, but rather moved slowly like living things, constantly evolving and innovating. At the basin's rim, a swirling cloud of precious energy surged endlessly, emanating an aura that caused the entire void to tremble.

"The Chaos Treasure... is finally complete." Xuanbao reached out and gently stroked the rim of the Treasure Basin. It was warm to the touch, with a texture that seemed to pulsate. He could feel that the space inside the Treasure Basin had expanded to an unimaginable extent—if the inside of the Treasure Basin was a lake before, then the inside of the Treasure Basin now was a vast ocean.

More importantly, after the Treasure Basin is upgraded to a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, its treasure energy can truly be said to be inexhaustible.

Previously, the treasure basin could only generate treasure energy by absorbing external resources. Although highly efficient, it ultimately had a limit. Now, the treasure basin itself can draw energy from the chaotic void and convert it into treasure energy. Although the conversion speed is not as fast as directly absorbing resources, its advantage lies in its continuous and inexhaustible supply.

"So, even if I lie still, my magical energy will increase on its own?" Xuanbao grinned, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "This is... perfect for me."

With a thought, the treasure basin transformed into a stream of light and merged into his dantian. The precious energy, like a warm river, surged from his body, flowing along his meridians to his limbs and bones. He could feel his physical body undergoing subtle changes under the nourishment of the precious energy—becoming more resilient, more transparent, and more in harmony with the laws of nature.

"By the way, the Lingbao Dao Body..."

Xuanbao suddenly remembered this ability. Previously, he could only create ten spiritual treasure avatars, and creating each one required a large amount of magical power and mental energy. But now that the Treasure Basin has been upgraded to a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, this limitation should have been broken.

He closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the core of the treasure basin. Sure enough, the divine power concerning the Spiritual Treasure Body had undergone a complete transformation—

"Spiritual Treasure Dao Body: Based on spiritual treasures, with laws as its bones and precious energy as its support. There is no limit to the number or time. As long as the precious energy and magical power are sufficient, one can infinitely create Dao bodies. Each Dao body has an independent consciousness and can share vision and communicate with the original body. When the original body perishes, one can choose any Dao body as the new original body, inheriting all cultivation and memories."

After reading the description, Xuanbao remained silent for a full three seconds.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes, his mouth twisting into a wide grin: "Good heavens... an Infinite Spiritual Treasure Body? And it can even take someone else's life? Doesn't that mean I have countless lives?"

"A spiritual treasure can manifest an infinite number of spiritual bodies, without any limit on quantity or time..." Xuanbao repeatedly pondered this information, his eyes gleaming. "In other words, for every spiritual treasure I possess, I can manifest a spiritual body? Then what about my millions of innate spiritual treasures..."

He glanced down at the mountain of spiritual treasures piled up in the World Tree space. Most of these treasures were manifestations of the Five Elements. Over the years, he had spent so much effort refining all sorts of innate spiritual treasures, a dazzling array of varieties. Although most of them were not of high grade, only low-grade and mid-grade innate spiritual treasures, their sheer quantity—millions of them—made them worthwhile.

"Good heavens, if I were to refine all these millions of spiritual treasures into Dao bodies, wouldn't that be equivalent to possessing hundreds of innate saints? You must know that even a low-grade innate spiritual treasure can transform into a Dao body that reaches the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure is equivalent to a Quasi-Saint, and an innate supreme treasure can reach the Saint realm, not to mention Chaos spiritual treasures."

But Xuanbao quickly calmed down. His ideals were lofty, but reality was harsh—although he was currently brimming with magical energy and possessed profound magical power, simultaneously creating millions of Dao bodies was still beyond his means. Moreover, the quality of those spiritual treasures varied greatly; most were merely ordinary innate spiritual treasures, and the Dao bodies they created were simply not powerful enough.

"We need to upgrade the grade of the spiritual treasures first." Xuanbao stroked his chin, already having a plan in mind. "At least we need to upgrade those low-grade spiritual treasures to the level of innate supreme treasures so that the Dao body he manifests can have some combat power."

With a thought, the precious energy within his body surged forth like a flood bursting its banks, transforming into a golden ocean. This precious energy, like warm tides, seeped into the interior of every spiritual treasure, beginning to nourish, temper, and elevate their quality.

This is an extremely massive undertaking. Millions of spiritual treasures, each requiring the infusion of sufficient magical energy to complete its transformation. Even with the Xuanbao's current abundance of magical energy, it's impossible to achieve this overnight. But he's not in a hurry—he has plenty of time and patience.

"First, I'll conjure up a hundred Dao bodies and have them help me." Xuanbao formed hand seals, and the millions of spiritual treasures within his body lit up simultaneously. Among them, a hundred of the highest-grade innate treasures flew out first and hovered in front of him.

He extended his finger and gently tapped the air. A hundred golden rays shot from his fingertip, precisely penetrating the cores of the hundred innate treasures. The innate treasures began to tremble violently, emitting dazzling light—within the light, one figure after another emerged from the spiritual treasures, identical to the profound treasures, wearing the same blue Daoist robes and sporting the same lazy smiles.

One hundred spiritual treasure avatars stood neatly before Xuanbao, bowing respectfully and saying, "Greetings, true form."

Xuanbao looked at the hundred spiritual treasure avatars before him and nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, the lowest level is Quasi-Saint."

All one hundred Daoist figures rolled their eyes at the same time—although they were of one mind with Xuanbao, they all seemed to have inherited Xuanbao's unreliable nature.

"Alright, enough chit-chat." Xuanbao clapped his hands and said seriously, "Your task is simple—each of you is responsible for a batch of spiritual treasures, using your treasure energy to upgrade them to the level of innate supreme treasures. Upgrade as many as you can, speed is not required, but quality is."

The hundred Daoist figures nodded simultaneously, then transformed into a hundred streams of light, disappearing into the golden ocean of treasure energy. Each of them selected a batch of spiritual treasures, sat cross-legged, and began to activate the treasure energy to temper them.

In an instant, the light of the treasures shone brightly, and the laws of magic roared. One hundred Dao bodies simultaneously activated their treasure energy, and the sheer power of the force caused the entire space to tremble slightly. Those spiritual treasures that were originally of lower grade began to transform under the nourishment of the treasure energy—the rust on the spiritual treasures faded, the cracks healed, and the patterns of the laws became clearer and deeper.

Xuanbao's main body sat cross-legged in the center, closing his eyes to regulate his breathing, recovering his depleted magical power while observing the progress of his Dao bodies. He could sense that each Dao body was independently circulating its precious energy, refining the spiritual treasure, and then feeding back its insights to him. This state of "doing a hundred things at once" was somewhat uncomfortable at first, but as time went on, he gradually mastered the knack—like operating a hundred computers simultaneously, busy but not chaotic.

A thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The tempering of the first batch of spiritual treasures was successfully completed. One hundred Dao bodies each completed their assigned quotas, elevating one-tenth of the millions of spiritual treasures to the level of innate supreme treasures.

Xuanbao looked at the newly renovated magical treasures and nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, the efficiency is not bad. Next—continue."

The treasure energy is inexhaustible, absolutely inexhaustible. Xuanbao was very fortunate that he had been having the Five Elements Incarnation refine the innate spiritual treasure; otherwise, this inexhaustible treasure energy would truly have no use.

Thus, a peculiar scene appeared in the World Tree space: Xuanbao's main body sat cross-legged in the center, surrounded by hundreds of Dao bodies, each busy with its own tasks. Some were tempering spiritual treasures, some were comprehending the laws, some were refining pills, some were studying formations... The entire space was like a highly efficient factory, with everyone diligently fulfilling their duties in their respective positions.

Looking at this scene, Xuanbao suddenly had a thought: "If I had enough time to upgrade all my spiritual treasures to the level of Chaos Spiritual Treasures, and then create millions of Dao bodies at the level of Chaos Spiritual Treasures... wouldn't I be equivalent to having millions of myself at the Ninth Heaven? At that time, let alone beings outside of Chaos, even if the Great Dao itself descended, I would dare to challenge it!"

Of course, he knew this was just wishful thinking. Chaotic Spiritual Treasures weren't commonplace; upgrading millions of spiritual treasures to the Chaotic Spiritual Treasure level would require an astronomical amount of magical energy and time. But one must still have dreams, otherwise, what's the difference between them and salted fish?

Just as Xuanbao was immersed in his beautiful fantasy, a faint but clear fluctuation came from the far north of the Chaos.

The fluctuation was somewhat similar to the aura emanating from the Pangu runes before, but it was much deeper. The information contained within the fluctuation was extremely obscure; if the Xuanbao had not already broken through the ninth level of the Heavenly Realm and fused with the Pangu runes, it would probably be impossible to decipher it.

"Beyond the chaos... something... is calling me!..."

Xuanbao suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze piercing through the barriers of space, looking towards the far north of chaos. His brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

"Again? Last time it was the Lord of Nothingness, what is it this time?" he muttered under his breath, then stood up and stretched. "Can't you just let me develop in peace for a while?"

Xuanbao grumbled and cursed, but his body betrayed him as he began to prepare. He summoned back a hundred Dao bodies that were refining spiritual treasures, allowing them to merge into his body and restore their magical power.

"White Dew," Xuanbao called out.

Bai Lu's figure emerged from the void. Seeing his posture as if he was preparing to leave, she frowned slightly: "Going out again?"

"Let's go to the far north of Chaos." Xuanbao didn't hide anything and said truthfully, "The fluctuations coming from there are related to the Pangu rune. I suspect that the clues left by Pangu back then are not limited to that rune."

Bai Lu was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I'll go with you."

"No need." Xuanbao shook his head. "I'll go alone this time. It's safer for you to stay in the Primordial World. Even if someone tries to ambush me, I'll have a way to escape."

Bai Lu looked at him, remained silent for a long time, and finally sighed softly: "Then be careful."

Bai Lu knew very well that she was only at the peak of the seventh level of the Saint Realm, and her help to Xuanbao was indeed too little, so she seemed sullen.

"Don't worry, I'm tough as nails." Xuanbao grinned, kissed Bailu's cheek before leaving, then turned into a streak of azure light and sped off towards the far north of the Chaos.

Xuanbao's sneak attack made Bailu blush. Watching Xuanbao's departing figure, she immediately went into seclusion to cultivate, vowing to improve her cultivation level quickly so that it would be of some help to Xuanbao.

The depths of chaos were even more silent than when I last visited.

The already sparse patterns of laws seemed to have been drawn away by something, becoming even thinner. The chaotic turbulence vanished completely here, replaced by a suffocating stillness—as if time itself had stopped flowing.

Xuanbao followed the direction of the fluctuations, slowly advancing into the depths of chaos. His divine sense was fully deployed, and the Three Thousand Laws circulated within his body, ready to deal with any potential dangers. The Void Mirror hovered above his head, its grayish-white light pouring down as if it were tangible, enveloping his entire body—with Xiaobai's protection, he was confident he could withstand even a sneak attack from the Ninth Heaven.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a huge crack suddenly appeared ahead.

The crack stretched across the void, like a wound cleaved by a sharp blade, its edges smooth as a mirror. Within the crack, there was no light, no darkness, no laws, no existence—only pure, absolute nothingness. Xuanbao stood at the edge of the crack, feeling a faint suction force emanating from its depths, as if something was calling to him, luring him into it.

"The aura of Pangu... comes from here." Xuanbao muttered to himself, his gaze fixed solemnly on the crack.

"To go in, or not to go in?"

Xuanbao hesitated for a moment. Reason told him that it was best to stay far away from places of unknown origin. But intuition told him that this crack must be related to Pangu, but as a transmigrator, he had seen plenty of stories where Pangu was the final boss.

"Damn it, fortune favors the bold." Xuanbao gritted his teeth and stepped into the crevice.