"Since you know that I am collecting fragments of divine artifacts, are you not afraid that the divine artifact I collect might be even more powerful than your Haotian Realm?"
The Demon Lord narrowed his eyes and let out a cold laugh, saying, "Even among the divine artifacts of the Tao Realm, there are distinctions of high and low. Do you think any ordinary item can bear the name 'Haotian'?"
As he spoke, the fragment of Haotian Realm in his palm gently moved.
Hum!
In an instant.
Streams of spatial force gushed out from the void, and then transformed into a barrage of sharp blades threatening enough to attack Qin Zheng, resembling a torrential downpour.
A slight smile curled up at the corners of the Demon Lord's lips.
Haotian Realm!
This was his deepest hidden secret, as well as his true trump card. With this divine artifact in hand, even in the face of Primordial Chaos, he was confident that he could escape!