Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 413: Expensive Spaceship, Unfathomable Prehistoric World

"What do you mean by a C-class spaceship?"

Patriarch Hongyun asked curiously.

"This is the level classification of spaceships created by my Mechanic Race," the black robot Senil explained. "They are divided into seven grades: S-class, A-class, B-class, C-class, D-class, E-class, and F-class. The F-class spaceship is the lowest, and the S-class spaceship is the highest.

You must understand, the distance between one Great Thousand World and another is extremely vast. If a living being were to fly normally, it could take countless epochs to reach it. Even a Saint would require an incredibly long time to traverse such distances.

However, the spaceships created by our Mechanic Race can easily reach speeds comparable to ordinary Saints, far beyond the imagination of most life forms. They only require energy to operate.

They can run continuously for up to a hundred million epochs, and they're the standard choice for beings traveling across countless worlds."

It knew that these young beings from the Prehistoric World had little knowledge about the heavens and myriad worlds due to a lack of information, so it offered a detailed explanation.

After a brief pause, it continued, "Even the lowest F-class spaceship can easily withstand the chaotic winds of the Chaos Void and travel safely within it.

More powerful spaceships possess defenses strong enough to withstand the attacks of gods, and some are even capable of killing gods. Of course, such capabilities come at a steep price."

"I see."

Patriarch Hongyun and the other prehistoric beings nodded in understanding. They now realized that these spaceships were essential means of transportation that could traverse the chaotic currents of the universe.

"Master Senil, may I ask how much an F-class spaceship costs?" asked Kunpeng.

"It's not expensive, not expensive at all! You can get one for just one million Chaos Coins, with free shipping!" Senil declared loudly.

Not expensive, my foot!

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Upon hearing this, Kunpeng and the other Prehistoric Powers turned pale. They had worked so hard to earn money in the Chaos Virtual Network, suffering through countless trials, yet still hadn't earned a million Chaos Coins.

Buying an F-class spaceship would mean complete bankruptcy for them.

Of course, they could sell their natal Magic Treasures to afford one, but who would be foolish enough to do that?

And if the F-class was already this expensive, how much more would an E-class, B-class, or even an S-class spaceship cost? The thought alone was terrifying.

"Ahem... Lord Senil, there's something else I'd like to ask," said Fuxi, clearing his throat. "Why is our Prehistoric World sealed off? Why isn't it as open as the other Great Thousand Worlds?"

His question struck at the heart of a mystery that many Prehistoric Beings had long pondered. They had tried searching for answers in the Chaos Virtual Network, but came up empty-handed.

Their level of access was still too low. This subject was apparently the stuff of rumors among the gods.

"Well," said Senil, "normally I wouldn't answer such a question. But since you're beings from the Prehistoric World and have passed the selection for the Chaos Genius Competition, you're one of us now. So I'll tell you."

He continued, "The entire Prehistoric World was created by Father God Pangu and the other 129,600 Chaos Demon Gods, giving it a unique and exalted status. It ranks number one among all the Great Thousand Worlds."

He raised a single metallic finger for emphasis.

"Number one?!"

The pupils of Daode Tianzun and the other Prehistoric Powers shrank in disbelief. They had always known that their world was special, but to think it ranked first among all worlds? That was unbelievable.

"As for why it ranks first," said Senil, "you'll understand eventually.

For now, just know this: the Prehistoric World is extraordinarily special. Its original world energy is incredibly potent, and its cultivation environment is far superior to other worlds.

If left unsealed, we beings from the Chaos would have occupied it long ago, pillaged its resources, and built our own strongholds.

But doing so would oppress your kind, the native beings of the Prehistoric World, leaving you without space to grow. That is why Father God decided to temporarily seal the Prehistoric World—to protect it from external invasion and give it time to develop."

"I see..."

Fuxi and the other Prehistoric Powers finally understood. Although the seal restricted their travel, it served as a protective barrier, shielding them from predation by powerful outsiders.

Especially in a vast multiverse filled with gods and ancient powers, the weak Prehistoric Beings would be utterly defenseless without such protection.

Without the seal, they would've never grown this far.

"However," Senil continued, "this barrier isn't permanent. It will be lifted once nine Saints are born within the Prehistoric World.

Previously, five Saints from the five major Prehistoric Races had already been born and even traveled to the heavens and myriad worlds. That means if four more native Saints emerge, the seal will be lifted—and anyone will be able to enter or exit the Prehistoric World freely."

"What?!"

The pupils of Daode Tianzun and the others shrank again. They felt a deep sense of urgency. Once the seal was gone, beings from all over would flood in, and they would face enormous threats.

How would the natives of the Prehistoric World defend against such overwhelming power?

"Don't underestimate the Prehistoric World," said Senil, glancing sideways as if reading their thoughts. "There are countless hidden powerhouses in this realm who simply haven't emerged yet."

"What do you mean, Master Senil?" asked Daode Tianzun.

"I mean exactly what I said," Senil replied. "The Prehistoric World has birthed many powerful beings—some even comparable to gods—but they remain dormant within secret realms. Once they awaken, you may find yourselves insignificant in comparison."

Senil narrowed his eyes. The moment he entered the Prehistoric World, he sensed the terrifying presence of numerous hidden monsters—beings born from the essence of Chaos Demon Gods, fused with Doomsday Power.

They were still in the process of growth, not yet sentient... but once they were born, they might bring an era of calamity upon the Prehistoric World.