บท 681: Chasing; Spatial Turbulence!

In the endless primordial chaos, two streaks of light, one white and one gold, pierced through the void and flew forward.

Meteorites, planets, buildings… Nothing could stop them.

At this moment, the golden stream of light suddenly accelerated and stopped in front of the white stream of light. It gradually condensed into a muscular middle-aged man holding a large saber.

"Tao Qian, you can't escape!"

Upon hearing this, the white stream of light stopped and slowly condensed into a white-haired old man.

"Hey, didn't I just take a few billion crystals from you and kill two of your guardians and two of your sons? Is there a need to chase after me like this?"

Spirit crystals were extremely pure energy crystals in the Chaosverse.

Generally speaking, a world could only produce one crystal in a year.

However, Tao Qian had taken billions of spirit crystals!

The middle-aged man had a total of six guardians and five sons.