Within a certain Forsaken Treasure Reality.

The second Treasure Island was nearly finished with the exploration as Foidduit led Noah and Natalya into the innermost region that had the most prized Treasure!

From this Treasure Island, Noah had obtained more clusters of Medium Tier Soul Crystals and Reality Crystals along with 13 Naturally Formed Primordial Treasures that could be utilized as materials, two of these being High Tier Naturally Formed Primordial Treasures.

"The rewards seem to be increasing as we progress forward…would the next few Islands have even more terrific things?"

Natalya's sonorous voice echoed out as Noah had a focused expression, their figures being mere streaks of light as they were about to enter the last domain.

He listened to his destiny as he replied calmly.

"Fortune would lead us to believe so-...!"

SHAA!

Their figures broke into the Domain Space as Noah's words came to a halt.

This was because as a wide underground fantastical space opened, one could see shimmering crimson rivers of essence flowing serenely as the figure of a crimson gold Destiny Goblin could be seen, the eyes of this being fervent as it was on its knees while intently looking above it where Noah and Natalya could see…a tattered page that seemed to be ripped and missing multiple pieces!

No Naturally Formed Primordial Treasures, no Soul Crystals or any Reality Crystals- just this single Crimson Gold Destiny Goblin and a tattered old page that looked like it could turn to ash and fade away at any second.

And yet…even Natalya felt her Origin and soul heating up even as she looked at this page from afar, her red lips not being able to help themselves buy open.

"I see...the hazy outline of runic inscriptions on this page!"

WAA!

even from afar, understanding just a little as to why a

"No."

Noah's voice echoed out at this moment as his eyes released beams

runic inscriptions…but a piece

OOOM!

soul to tremble as

across the shackles that bound her, but achieve the Realm of Reality in a manner that granted her sufficient

this moment, the answer

innermost domain of the second Treasure

in the Sacred

intricately throughout, delicately styled castles with designs similar to

arrived at the very center, the Primordial Temple not being too far

came

as his ancient figure snapped his fingers, three Celestial Vines in their miniaturized forms beginning to weave on a platform as the essence of sound and oscillation buzzed around them, a wondrous joyful melody beginning to emanate from them as the central

bringing incandescent plates of meats that were filled with dense essence- these being

sizes being larger than worlds as they were raised with a mere influx of essence over the years. From Noah's stolen memories, he knew some to be called and others , these being the enormous Phoenix looking chickens that Noah

that Celestial Vines themselves tended to, each sip causing one to feel like their origin and soul were becoming refreshed as any person participating in this feast…could not help but have a

off with the fact that there were loosely clothed Celestial Vines dancing provocatively- mostly female and a few males…it created for a unique atmosphere that along with the melody- many beings were lost in it as they all only

tables laid out in the area where this feast was taking place, the soft seats all around them

tables, multiple Celestial Vines tending to them as the other Ancestral Elder himself was standing beside the Empress nervously, this future Candidate Ruler not paying attention to him as she enjoyed a

appear in our Bloodline, and yet I could

in his eyes, the aura of vicissitude prevalent around him as his Ninth Firmament waves of power still caused

days as I've already sent word to him, but I am not sure if you

the many Legends leading a branching Bloodline subdued by Primordials, Noah nearly scoffing while he began to devour the glittering meat of

be extra careful when he moved into the Pure-Blooded Cardinal Royal

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