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

The moment the aura of Ancestor Cangxuan completely dissipated, the atmosphere of the entire Cangxuan Realm changed.

The omnipresent sense of being watched, which had suppressed the view for countless eons, receded like a tide. The gloom in the sky dissipated, and sunlight once again shone on the earth. The remains of the Cangxuan Dao Venerable, trapped beneath the Abyss of Demons, finally found peace, transforming into specks of starlight and dissipating into the world.

The God Emperor stood blankly on the ruins, staring at everything. His lips trembled for a long time before he finally managed to utter only two words: "It...it's over?"

"What else?" Xuanbao clapped his hands and casually said, "Why don't you go keep him company?"

The God-Emperor opened his mouth, but found himself at a loss for words. He had been a puppet for countless eras, and now that the puppet strings had suddenly snapped, he was at a loss.

Xuanbao had no time to pay attention to his thoughts. He raised his hand and summoned the verdant World Tree from his sleeve, which then hovered in mid-air.

As soon as the World Tree appeared, the spiritual energy of the entire world seemed to find its home, spontaneously converging towards its trunk. The leaves swayed gently, rustling as if cheering and leaping with joy.

"Now, the main event begins."

Xuanbao closed his eyes, and his divine sense spread out like a tide, instantly covering the entire Cangxuan Realm. His consciousness connected with the will of Heaven, establishing a deep resonance with every law, every inch of land, and every wisp of spiritual energy in this world.

Then, he softly uttered a single word—

"Refine".

The World Tree suddenly trembled!

Countless roots, like giant silver dragons, grew wildly from the tree's base, piercing the void, penetrating the barriers of the world, and extending to every corner of the Cangxuan Realm! Wherever those roots passed, the laws of heaven and earth submitted, the spiritual energy channels were reorganized, and the spiritual veins deep within the earth were connected and unblocked one by one!

The Heavenly Dao Will of the Cangxuan Realm let out a satisfied groan.

It had been suppressed by Ancestor Cangxuan for countless eons, like a person whose throat had been choked, finally able to breathe freely. The roots of the World Tree not only did not harm it, but instead helped it repair the chains of laws that had been forcibly distorted by Ancestor Cangxuan, and unblock the stagnant spiritual energy channels.

The entire Cangxuan Realm is undergoing earth-shattering changes.

New spiritual springs began to emerge in those barren lands that were originally devoid of spiritual energy; the mountains and rivers that were polluted by chaotic energy became clear and pure again under the light of the World Tree; and the trees that had withered for countless years sprouted new buds!

"This, this is..." The God Emperor stared wide-eyed at the incredible scene before him.

In all his long life, he had never seen such a sight—a single person, with his own power, was able to arbitrarily create the entire world's structure!

Xuanbao is currently in a peculiar state.

His consciousness was connected to the World Tree, and his perception covered wherever the roots of the World Tree extended. He could clearly "see" the direction of every spiritual vein in the Cangxuan Realm, the distribution of every law node, and the fluctuations in the aura of every living being.

The feeling was as if... he had become the world itself.

"It's like playing a creative mode version of Minecraft."

A realization dawned on Xuanbao. He stopped trying to control the World Tree and allowed it to grow and extend on its own, merging with the laws of the Cangxuan Realm. He only needed to provide a direction, a goal, and the World Tree would automatically complete everything else.

After an unknown period of time—perhaps a moment, perhaps hundreds of years—the roots of the World Tree finally covered the entire Cangxuan Realm.

Then, the World Tree began to shrink.

The extended roots receded like a tide, merging back into the tree trunk. But along with them, the imprints of the laws of heaven and earth of the Cangxuan Realm, the map of spiritual energy veins, and the information about the earth's veins throughout the entire world also retracted.

Mysterious patterns appeared on the trunk of the World Tree. These patterns slowly flowed and eventually condensed into two fist-sized points of light in the center of the trunk.

One is the mark of the demon realm, as black as ink, exuding a cold and violent aura.

One is the mark of the Azure Profound Realm, as blue as the sea, radiating a warm and vast light.

Two points of light slowly rotated inside the World Tree, echoing each other and forming a delicate balance. The World Tree's aura also surged dramatically, bringing it one step closer to becoming a Chaos Spiritual Root.

Xuanbao opened his eyes, looked at the two points of light on the tree trunk, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

"It's done."

He reached out and gently stroked the trunk of the World Tree, feeling the vast yet gentle power flowing within it. The origins of the two great worlds were connected through the World Tree, forming a delicate symbiotic system. The violent demonic energy of the Demon Realm was neutralized by the gentle spiritual energy of the Azure Profound Realm; the flaws in the laws of the Azure Profound Realm were filled by fragments of the laws of the Demon Realm.

The two complement each other and enhance each other's strengths.

"In this way, the Demon Realm will also benefit greatly, and the Cangxuan Realm will gain a solid foundation." Xuanbao nodded in satisfaction. "When there is an opportunity in the future, we can find a few more worlds to join in and let the World Tree completely transform into a Chaos Spiritual Root. At that time, it is possible that the several worlds will complement each other and surpass the Great Thousand Worlds."

Xuanbao retrieved the World Tree, turned around, and looked at the God Emperor who was still standing there in a daze.

Hey, stop spacing out.

The Divine Emperor shuddered and quickly bowed, saying, "Yes! What are your orders, Senior?"

Xuanbao didn't care and casually ordered, "That old guy is dead. From now on, the Cangxuan Realm is under your jurisdiction. Govern it well and don't cause any more of that genius sacrifice nonsense. If I find out again, what kind of trouble will you cause—"

Xuanbao patted the God Emperor's shoulder with a smile: "I'll show you what cruelty is."

The Emperor felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he quickly swore an oath: "Rest assured, my lord! I will serve you with utmost loyalty and even unto death! I will never let you down!"

As for why Xuanbao let this God Emperor go, the reason is simple: Cangxuan Realm does need someone to manage it, and this God Emperor understands Cangxuan Realm better, is obedient enough, and is also a Quasi-Saint, although he is a relatively weak one, but he is still considered a high-end combatant.

……

Xuanbao absorbed the World Tree into his body space, and the Cangxuan Realm also completely disappeared from the chaos—the entire Great Thousand World was taken away by the World Tree, leaving only a void of chaotic turbulence, as if a prosperous world had never existed there.

Xuanbao closed his eyes and sensed the flow of time in the primordial world. The journey to the Cangxuan Realm seemed long, but in reality, it was only a few decades. In a place like the primordial world, where time is often measured in tens of thousands of years, this amount of time wouldn't even be enough for a nap. As for the decisive battle between Chiyou and Xuanyuan, that was even earlier. Chiyou had been delaying the inevitable according to his plan, and the Western Sect and Rahu couldn't cause any trouble at the moment.

"There's plenty of time, so why not wander around in the chaos?"

Xuanbao's cultivation has now broken through to the mid-stage of the third level of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm. He wields a host of powerful weapons, including the World-Destroying Millstone and the Chaos Bell, giving him considerable confidence. Although the Chaos is vast and dangerous, it is a place he can venture into, and he might even take off from the spot.

Xuanbao randomly chose a direction, took a step, and his figure was already billions of miles away.

In the chaos, there is no direction, no time, only eternal nothingness and raging chaotic currents intertwined. Xuanbao wandered aimlessly, occasionally encountering some floating chaotic fragments—the remnants left after the Great Thousand Worlds shattered. Occasionally, some decent materials could be found among them, but most had been eroded beyond recognition by the chaotic currents and were of little value.

"Um?"

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Xuanbao suddenly stopped.

Not far ahead, the flow of chaotic energy showed an unusual turbulence—as if some enormous object was interfering with the normal flow of chaos. Xuan Bao narrowed his eyes, his divine sense extending cautiously forward like invisible tentacles.

A moment later, his pupils contracted slightly.

That was a battlefield.

A vast battlefield floating in chaos.

From afar, it resembled a vast ruin composed of shattered continents, fractured mountains, and countless severed limbs. The ruins stretched for countless miles, like a torn planet, silently suspended in chaos. Around the ruins, chaotic currents surged and twisted wildly like frightened snakes, yet they could not penetrate the ruins' interior—as if an invisible force was guarding the last vestige of dignity on this battlefield.

Xuanbao slowly approached, his gaze sweeping over the floating debris.

Some of the remains were as large as mountains, while others were only the size of a fist. But they all shared a common characteristic—each piece of debris retained an ancient and domineering aura. Although that aura had become extremely faint after countless years of erosion, Xuanbao could still clearly recognize it—

That was the aura of the Chaos God.

Moreover, there is more than one.

Xuanbao landed on the most intact piece of wreckage, crouched down, and reached out to touch its cold surface. The moment his fingertips touched the wreckage, fragmented images flooded his mind like a tide—

In the scene, countless towering figures fiercely battle within the chaos. There are giants tens of thousands of feet tall, wielding massive axes, each strike shattering stars; there are demon gods composed entirely of flames, spewing forth heaven-scorching fire that twists and deforms the entire chaos; there are ethereal demon gods, seemingly not of reality, moving between the real and the illusory, each strike claiming a life…

Among these demons, one figure stands out the most.

The figure wasn't particularly tall; compared to other demon gods who were often tens of thousands of feet tall, he even appeared somewhat small. But the axe in his hand instilled fear in all the demon gods.

Pangu.

Xuanbao withdrew his hand, took a deep breath, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

"This place... is one of the battlefields where Pangu fought the Chaos God."

Xuanbao stood up, his gaze sweeping across the vast ruins. The floating debris, the broken mountains, the shattered continents—all were remnants of that earth-shattering war. Countless chaotic demons were slain here by Pangu, their corpses floating in the chaos, enduring countless ages, yet still not completely vanished.

"This is good stuff..."

Xuanbao's eyes lit up.

Although countless eons have passed and most of their essence has been lost, these remains of chaotic demon gods are still relics left behind by beings of that level. Even if only one percent of their essence remains, it is still an unimaginable treasure for Xuanbao today.

"World-Destroying Millstone, get to work!"

Xuanbao raised his hand and waved, and the dark red millstone flew out from his waist, growing larger in the wind until it became a gigantic millstone ten thousand feet tall. The millstone slowly turned, emitting an excited hum—it sensed the aroma of countless delicacies.

"Crunch—crunch—crunch—"

The Great Millstone of Annihilation, like a ravenous beast, began to ravage the ruins. The floating remains of demons and gods were sucked into the millstone, slowly crushed, and transformed into pure primordial energy that flowed into Xuanbao's body.

One, two, three...

Xuanbao sat cross-legged on the largest piece of wreckage, his eyes closed as he refined the primal energy surging into his body. His aura began to rise slowly and steadily. Although the primal energy remaining in each piece of wreckage was extremely limited, the sheer number of them was overwhelming—there were at least a hundred pieces of Chaos Demon God's remains on this battlefield!

"It's out! It's out! It's out!"

As Xuanbao refined the remains, he secretly smugly calculated in his mind. Although most of these remains were ordinary Chaos Demon Gods ranked low, there were also some beings whose cultivation was extremely high in life. For example, one of the remains he had just refined was at least at the fifth level of the Saint Realm in life—although now only less than one percent of its essence remained, it still allowed Xuanbao's cultivation to jump up a little.

Just as Xuanbao was refining it with great enthusiasm, he suddenly sensed an extremely faint fluctuation coming from the depths of the ruins.

The fluctuation was very slight and faint; if Xuanbao's perception hadn't been extremely sharp, it would have been almost completely ignored. But Xuanbao still detected it—it was a… distress signal?

Xuanbao opened his eyes and looked into the depths of the ruins.

"Are there still survivors?"

He stood up, leaving the World-Destroying Millstone to continue sweeping away the debris, while he himself transformed into a streak of light and flew towards the source of the fluctuation.

Deep within the ruins lies a fragment of a continent far more intact than the others. On this fragment, a small oasis still remains—though mostly withered, a few tenacious plants still stubbornly persist in their growth.

In the center of the oasis, a person lies.

That's a woman.

"Hmm! We don't know how there got a woman here. We dare not say, and we dare not ask."

She wore a tattered white dress, her long hair was disheveled, her face was as pale as paper, and her breath was so faint as to be almost imperceptible. Her body was covered with a dense network of wounds, some so deep that bone was visible, and some even revealed her internal organs. The most fatal wound was on her chest—an axe mark that stretched from her right shoulder to her left rib, almost splitting her in two.

An extremely domineering aura lingered at the edge of the wound.

Judging from its condition, it is most likely the work of Pangu.

Xuanbao landed beside her, squatted down, and carefully examined her. This woman's cultivation level in life was at least at the sixth level of the Saint Realm. But she was too severely injured; it was a miracle she survived being struck by Pangu's axe.

"Hey, are you still alive?" Xuanbao reached out and checked her breath.

The woman slightly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of dull, lifeless eyes. She looked at Xuan Bao, her lips barely moving, uttering a very weak sound: "Save...save me..."

Xuanbao remained silent for a moment.

"Holy crap! They actually survived!"