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

Everyone knows that things won't stay calm for long.

Finally, one day, the tranquility amidst the chaos was shattered.

At that moment, all the forces in the chaos seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding.

Without any declaration of war or warning, the River of Destiny of the God of Destiny traversed the chaotic void, completely sealing off the connection between the Primordial World and the outside world; the God of Cause and Effect wielded the Sword of Cause and Effect, severing all causal lines between the Primordial World and the Chaos; the God of Time stirred up the flow of time around the Primordial World into a chaotic mess, causing any reinforcements attempting to cross it to be trapped in the temporal turbulence; Yang Mei directly folded and sealed off all spatial nodes on the periphery of the Primordial World, completely isolating this world.

Immediately afterwards, those chaotic demons who had been fighting individually surged toward the primordial world from all directions, like a group of sharks that had smelled blood.

The sheer number of them was overwhelming.

Dozens of Ninth Heaven beings, hundreds of Eighth Heaven beings, and countless low-level demon gods—a total exceeding tens of millions of Saint-level Chaos Demon Gods—swarmed towards the Primordial World like locusts. Their original hatred and friction became insignificant under the suppression of some inexplicable force, and all hostility was directed in one direction—the Primordial World.

Smaller and medium-sized forces, driven to desperation, also joined the hunt. They mobilized almost all the demon gods of Chaos.

Deep within the chaos, a pair of eyes slowly opened, coldly watching this scene.

In the Primordial Heavenly Court, Xuanbao stood on the Nine-Dragon Throne, expressionless as he watched the scene projected by the Heavenly Dao Avatar—the entire army of Chaos was surging towards the Primordial World from all directions.

"Main body, the major forces of Chaos have joined forces, and the first wave of enemy troops is expected to arrive in the Primordial World within a hundred years." The voice of the Heavenly Dao clone was calm and mechanical, as if reporting a trivial matter.

"A century? That's faster than I expected." Xuanbao grinned, his gaze sweeping over the three hundred and sixty saints standing in neat rows in the hall. The light of their Chaos Treasures shimmered like stars on their bodies—each of them possessed at least three Chaos Treasures for protection, some even carrying five. These supreme treasures, which would make even the giants of the Nine Heavens envious in the Chaos Realm, were being distributed like free cabbages.

"Everyone," Xuanbao spoke, his voice not loud, yet clearly reaching the ears of every sage, "the primordial world has reached its current state thanks to everyone's concerted efforts. Now that chaos has risen up to attack, I have only one thing to say—"

He paused, his gaze suddenly turning sharp: "Fight back, show the might of the Primordial World. Let those bumpkins from Chaos see how the Primordial World fights."

"Yes, sir!" The three hundred and sixty saints responded in unison, their voices resounding through the heavens.

Never before has the primordial world's defense system been so rigorously prepared. The Heavenly Dao avatar sits at the center, controlling every inch of the primordial world, every law, and every wisp of spiritual energy. Three hundred and sixty saints are divided into twelve teams of thirty, each led by a powerful individual, guarding twelve key points of the primordial world. A million quasi-saints, like ants, are distributed throughout the various array points, maintaining the normal operation of the layered protective array.

Then, the enemy arrived.

The first to arrive was an advance force of over thirty Chaos Gods, the highest of whom was only at the peak of the eighth level of the Heavenly Realm. They clearly wanted to test the strength of the Primordial World and see just how tough this legendary piece of meat really was.

However, the results of their test left them in despair.

Twelve primordial saints stepped forward. They were all clad in identical Chaos Spiritual Treasure armor, wielding Chaos Spiritual Treasure weapons, with Chaos Spiritual Treasure jade pendants hanging from their waists, and Chaos Spiritual Treasure magic weapons floating above their heads. The twelve saints possessed a total of forty-seven Chaos Spiritual Treasures, their radiance forming a continuous expanse that almost illuminated the entire chaotic void in a chaotic hue.

That vanguard of the Chaos Demon Gods lasted for less than three breaths.

It's not that they are too weak, but that the equipment of the Primordial Saints is too luxurious. It's a complete crushing victory in terms of equipment. You should know that a good spiritual treasure can make it easy to fight beyond one's level. Not to mention that the current Primordial Saints all have several of them. Fighting someone of the same level is like dealing with a roadside monster.

A chaotic demon god wielded a battle blade that could barely be considered a chaotic spiritual treasure, slashing towards Tongtian. That strike concentrated all his cultivation at the peak of the eighth heaven, the blade's light tearing through the void with overwhelming power. But Tongtian merely raised his hand, and a shield of chaotic spiritual treasure level appeared out of thin air, blocking the strike. The blade's light struck the shield like waves crashing against rocks, leaving not even a mark.

Then, Tongtian directly unleashed the Four Swords of Zhuxian, which had already been upgraded to Chaos Spiritual Treasures by Xuanbao. The Chaos Demon God only felt a blur before his eyes, and then nothing more.

His body, along with his primordial spirit, was directly cleaved in two by the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Light, slowly dissipating in the void.

This scene unfolded simultaneously across the entire defense zone.

Three hundred and sixty sages, like tigers unleashed from the mountains, wove together the light of their chaotic treasures into a net of death, instantly annihilating the chaotic demons that rushed towards the primordial world. Those demons, known for their ferocity in the chaos, were like lambs to the slaughter before the superior equipment of the primordial sages.

The second wave of attacks came faster and on a larger scale.

This time, there were over a hundred Chaos Demon Gods, led by a veteran powerhouse at the early stage of the Ninth Heaven. They had clearly learned from the lesson of the vanguard's complete annihilation last time, and instead of rushing forward rashly, they formed a formation and steadily advanced towards the frontier of the Primordial World.

But the Primordial World's response was even simpler and more brutal. Thirty Saints guarding the area, led by a seventh-level Saint, directly met them head-on. Thirty people, hundreds of Chaos Treasures—the light of these treasures converged into a dazzling galaxy, crashing down on the hundred-strong demon god army like a tsunami.

The leader of the demon gods at the early stage of the Ninth Heaven suddenly contracted his pupils when he saw the star-like treasure light.

"Impossible! How can there be so many Chaos Treasures?!"

His voice was filled with disbelief and terror. In the chaos, a single Chaos Treasure was enough for a ninth-level Heavenly Giant to use as his trump card. Even the Four Great Giants only possessed a few Chaos Treasures. But these thirty Primordial Saints, whose cultivation was far inferior to his, each possessed three or four Chaos Treasures?

This is simply—selling Chaos Treasures like they're cabbages!

Before he could even process this question, the Primordial Saint had already arrived before him. It was Yuan Feng, who had now risen to the seventh level of the Heavenly Realm, wielding a phoenix feather fan of the Chaos Spiritual Treasure level, which he gently fanned.

The chaotic spiritual fire poured down like a waterfall, burning the void to a crimson red. The protective laws surrounding the demon god leader, who was at the early stage of the Ninth Heaven, were as fragile as paper before this chaotic spiritual fire, cracking and collapsing instantly. His figure struggled in the sea of ​​fire for less than three breaths before being burned to ashes.

He never understood until his death why, despite his superior cultivation level, he had no chance to resist.

The reason is simple—the combat power boost brought by Chaotic Treasures far exceeds the difference in cultivation level. One Chaotic Treasure is enough to give an early-stage Saint cultivator the ability to threaten a late-stage Saint. And three or four Chaotic Treasures combined mean crushing an opponent across several minor realms.

Just as the war on the frontier was raging, Xuanbao had already left the Heavenly Court.

He stood alone in a void deep within the chaos. There were no enemies, no battles, only a deathly silence of darkness. But he knew the real enemy was right there—the rat lurking in the shadows, already watching him.

Deep within the chaos, Xuanbao stood alone in that desolate void. He released no aura whatsoever, like an ordinary, unyielding chaotic rock. Yet, the space around him subtly distorted within a hundred feet, as if even chaos itself revered this seemingly ordinary figure.

In the distance, dozens of powerful auras were rapidly approaching. Each aura was enough to terrify the small and medium-sized forces in the chaos—they were all at least at the early stage of the ninth level of the Saint Realm, and some of them had even reached the terrifying peak of the ninth level.

A total of thirty-nine giants from the Ninth Heaven lined up in a row, surrounding Xuanbao.

These old foxes, who usually guarded against each other and wished they could devour each other alive, now stood on the same side in tacit agreement. The four great giants—the God of Destiny, the God of Cause and Effect, the God of Time, and the God of Space, Yang Mei—were all present. In addition, more than a dozen veteran rogue cultivators who usually lived in seclusion also made their appearance.

Their gazes fell upon Xuan Bao, carrying a complex mix of emotions: apprehension, greed, murderous intent, and a barely perceptible hint of fear.

Xuanbao spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching the ears of every giant: "Thirty-nine Ninth Heaven Realm experts, what a grand display. Just to deal with me alone? You really think too highly of me."

Fate, seeing Xuanbao's current state, wore a complex expression: "Xuanbao, I didn't expect you to surpass me so quickly. You really are the variable. But I just want to tell you to give up! You can't beat that person."

When Xuanbao heard the words "that person," a knowing smile appeared on his lips. He had already guessed it. That aura, originating from the same source as Pangu yet cold and mechanical, that method that could bypass his primordial spirit to detonate the restrictions, that power that made all the forces in the entire chaos reach a tacit understanding in an instant—who else could it be but the owner of the gaze that Pangu sensed back then?

"I know." Xuanbao's tone was calm, unlike when he was facing an attack from thirty-nine Ninth Heaven Realm experts. "From the moment my restriction was detonated from the inside, I knew who was behind it."

The Demon God of Fate's expression changed slightly, but the Demon God of Cause and Effect had already spoken: "Since you know that, you know you have no chance of winning at all."

"Whether I have a chance of winning or not is completely irrelevant." Xuanbao was too lazy to waste any more words. The Void Mirror above his head rose, and grayish-white light poured down like a waterfall, enveloping his entire body. The World-Destroying Millstone appeared in his palm, slowly rotating, emitting a terrifying aura of destruction.

The thirty-nine giants of the Ninth Heaven moved simultaneously.

The Fate Demon struck first, its River of Fate transforming into a golden chain that coiled around Xuanbao. The Cause and Effect Demon wielded its Cause and Effect Sword, unleashing a causal slash aimed directly at Xuanbao's primordial spirit. The Time Demon shattered the flow of time around Xuanbao, preventing him from smoothly manipulating the laws. Yang Mei's spatial seal was airtight, blocking all possible escape routes for Xuanbao.

The four veteran giants cooperated seamlessly, clearly not for the first time. The remaining thirty-odd Ninth Heaven Demon Gods pressed in from all directions, each displaying their supernatural powers to completely surround the Xuanbao with their attacks.

Any other powerhouse at the peak of the Ninth Heaven would have met their end in such a situation. But Xuanbao was different.

With a wave of his hands, thirty chaotic spiritual treasures flew out of his body and arranged in a strange formation around him. The treasures made no offensive moves, simply floating silently, but each one shimmered with an extremely unstable light, as if it would shatter at any moment.

"burst."

Xuanbao's voice was casual, as if he were merely remarking on the nice weather. Yet, at the same instant, all thirty Chaos Treasures exploded simultaneously!

How powerful would the self-destruction of thirty Chaos Treasures be? Chaos Treasures are formed from countless rare and precious materials and the essence of laws; each one is equivalent to the total energy of a small world. The simultaneous detonation of thirty of them created a devastating shockwave that blasted this chaotic void into a boiling ocean of energy. The golden chains of fate were blasted into a shower of light, the strikes of the Karma Sword were annihilated, the temporal turbulence of the Time Demon God was further disrupted by the shockwave, and Yang Mei's spatial seal shattered into countless pieces like glass.

The first few early-stage demon gods of the Ninth Heaven were torn to shreds by the energy storm before they could even scream. Their physical bodies and primordial spirits were reduced to dust in the explosion, leaving not even a trace of their essence behind.

Thirty-seven statues. Three were gone in an instant.

The remaining Chaos Giants' expressions changed drastically, and they all retreated. They had seen ruthless people before, but they had never seen anyone so ruthless as to detonate thirty Chaos Treasures so easily, without even flinching. Many of the Ninth Heaven Demon Gods present might not even possess a single Chaos Treasure in their entire lives. And this guy had detonated thirty of them in one go!

"Madman! This guy is a madman!" roared a demon god in the mid-stage of the Ninth Heaven. His protective laws were mostly shattered in the explosion, and his body was covered in wounds.

Xuanbao stood calmly at the center of the explosion, enveloped in the grayish-white light of the Void Mirror, his clothes completely undamaged. He grinned, "What, scared already? This was just the appetizer."

Before he finished speaking, another thirty Chaos Treasures flew out of his body.

The Chaos Giants' pupils constricted sharply. The second wave was coming!

Fate gritted its teeth, and the River of Fate coalesced before it into a massive golden shield. The Demon God of Cause and Effect held the Sword of Cause and Effect horizontally before it, the lines of cause and effect on the sword frantically weaving layer upon layer of protective netting. The Demon God of Time and Yang Mei also unleashed their defensive techniques, protecting themselves completely. The remaining demon gods exerted all their strength, desperately reinforcing their defenses.

"burst."

Thirty Chaos Treasures exploded simultaneously once more. The shockwave was even more violent than the first, because this time Xuanbao had deliberately dispersed the explosion points, enveloping all the demon gods within. A golden energy storm raged wildly, completely tearing apart the void within a radius of billions of miles. The defenses that the Chaos Giants had painstakingly constructed were as fragile as paper in the face of the Chaos Treasures' self-destruction—the power of a single Chaos Treasure's self-destruction was equivalent to the full-force attack of a Ninth Heaven Realm expert. Thirty exploding simultaneously was like thirty Ninth Heaven Realm experts unleashing their full power in the same instant, a desperate, suicidal attack.

Two more demon gods at the early stage of the Ninth Heaven could not withstand the explosion and their protective laws were torn apart, their physical bodies turning to ashes in the energy storm.

Thirty-five beings. The battle had barely begun when four Ninth Heaven giants had already fallen.

But those present were all ancient monsters who had lived for countless eons, and they quickly realized something was wrong—"He's all alone, and his spiritual treasures will eventually run out! If he can survive this wave, he's finished!" roared a demon god in the late stage of the Ninth Heaven.

That's absolutely true. Chaos treasures aren't as common as cabbages; even if Xuanbao is incredibly wealthy, he can't keep self-destructing indefinitely. Thirty, sixty, even a hundred—there's always a limit. As long as they can withstand Xuanbao's frenzied self-destruction onslaught, victory will ultimately belong to the side with the numerical advantage.

Thus, the remaining thirty-five Chaos Giants ceased their retreat and, braving the exploding energy storm, forcefully pressed towards Xuanbao. They unleashed their most powerful magical artifacts and divine abilities, pouring them upon Xuanbao without restraint. The God of Destiny sealed Xuanbao's cause and effect with the River of Destiny, the God of Cause and Effect unleashed countless blades of cause and effect, the God of Time disrupted the flow of time, making it impossible for Xuanbao to dodge, and Yang Mei compressed space into a massive cage, trapping Xuanbao within.

The remaining demons unleashed their supernatural powers: blazing fire, world-destroying lightning, space-ripping blades, bone-corroding poison… all sorts of attacks based on the laws of nature rained down on Xuan Bao. Although Xuan Bao was protected by the Void Mirror, he was still outnumbered. The Void Mirror blocked most of the first wave of attacks, but he was still shaken violently by several of them. Yang Mei's spatial cutting was even more ruthless, tearing several cracks in the protective barrier of the Void Mirror. Several bolts of lightning and fire seized the opportunity to slip through the gaps and slam into Xuan Bao.

Xuanbao groaned, spitting out a mouthful of golden blood, and was sent flying tens of thousands of miles away. His robes were mostly torn, revealing the Chaos Spiritual Treasure-level inner armor he was wearing—now also covered with cracks, clearly having withstood a tremendous impact.

"It's going to work! Brothers, give it your all!" The late-stage Ninth Heaven Demon God was overjoyed and was the first to rush forward. The other Demon Gods also seized the opportunity to press forward. The combined power of more than thirty Ninth Heaven Demon Gods attacking at the same time was enough to make the entire Chaos tremble.

Xuan Bao steadied himself, wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, and a mad glint flashed in his eyes. He slowly raised his hand, and this time, instead of thirty spiritual treasures, a full fifty flew out of his body!

"burst!"

Fifty Chaos Treasures exploded simultaneously, unleashing a destructive energy even more terrifying than the previous two waves combined. The demon god at the forefront, a late-stage Ninth Heaven cultivator, had no time to react before being completely engulfed by the oncoming storm of Chaos Treasures. His protective laws, physical body, and primordial spirit were torn apart in an instant, transforming into countless tiny specks of light that scattered into the void.

He never understood until his death why someone could use fifty Chaos Treasures as bombs.

This explosion claimed the lives of three more Ninth Heaven Demon Gods. One of them was even blasted to the edge of chaos by the shockwave, his body shattering into several pieces, his primordial spirit swaying violently in mid-air. Although he did not die immediately, he was completely incapacitated.

Thirty figures. Since the start of the war, nine Ninth Heaven giants have fallen, and several others have been seriously injured and forced to retreat. The remaining Chaos giants were ashen-faced, and for the first time, a chill ran through their hearts.

They finally realized something was wrong—this guy's magical treasures seemed inexhaustible! You must understand, Chaos magical treasures aren't something a craftsman can mass-produce; each one requires countless rare and precious materials and a long period of time to be nurtured. Even those veteran giants, who have accumulated countless eons, only possess a handful of Chaos magical treasures. Yet this guy has already self-destructed over a hundred Chaos magical treasures, and he's still standing there as if nothing happened?

"He's already at his limit!" The Time Demon God's voice remained calm as still water. "No matter how many spiritual treasures he has, there's a limit. His cultivation is only at the peak of the ninth heaven, and the magical power stored in his body simply can't outlast us."

He didn't say the last sentence aloud, but everyone understood. Nobody wanted to be the next one to be filled in.

Just as the demons were still hesitating, Xuanbao made another move.

He suddenly waved his hand, and another thirty Chaos Treasures flew out—but this time, he didn't detonate them. Instead, he made the treasures float around him, forming a defensive array. At the same time, the World-Destroying Millstone flew out of his hand, spinning rapidly, and smashed towards the nearest mid-stage Ninth Heaven Demon God.

The demon god instinctively swung his sword to block, and in the instant the swords clashed, he felt what despair truly meant. The destructive power emanating from the Great Millstone of Annihilation was as boundless as a vast ocean. His Chaos Spiritual Treasure Battle Blade shattered into countless fragments the moment it collided with the millstone. Then, his right arm was annihilated inch by inch by the destructive power, followed by half of his body, and finally, his entire body and primordial spirit were crushed into dust by the Great Millstone of Annihilation.

At the same time, another "explosion" rang out, and ten more of the thirty Chaos Treasures exploded, blasting several demon gods around him who were trying to take advantage of Xuanbao's distraction to attack him, causing them to retreat in a sorry state.

"Damn it! Is this guy even human?" a heavily wounded Chaos God shouted hoarsely, his voice filled with fear.

The Demon God of Fate's expression had completely darkened. He stared intently at Xuanbao and suddenly spoke, "Xuanbao, you've gone mad! You're trading a Chaos Treasure for your life! Even if you kill us all, you'll be crippled!"

Xuanbao grinned, revealing a mouthful of gold teeth, among which were a few golden, bloodshot ones: "Crippled? Who told you that?"

With a thought, the light of the Treasure Basin flashed across his dantian. One after another, brand-new spiritual treasure puppet bodies were completed within his body, continuously merging into his primordial spirit. These spiritual treasure bodies were formed from precious energy, comparable in quality to true chaotic spiritual treasures, and he felt no remorse for them.

"I have more magical treasures than you can imagine!"

Xuanbao let out a wild laugh, and another thirty Chaos Treasures flew out, hovering around him. Then, he pushed with both hands, and the thirty Chaos Treasures shot towards the demon gods like arrows, exploding mid-air!