"Sharp."
Feeling the power of the Hunger Realm for a moment, Gu Chuan's eyes gleamed. No wonder so many Demon Gods feared the Hunger Demon God—it was indeed extraordinary.
Even a being at his level could feel its influence, however briefly. Lesser Demon Gods stood no chance; they simply could not resist the terrifying might of the Hunger Demon God.
"Plague, plunder the lives of these Demon Gods for me."
The Plague Demon God moved in response, chanting an incantation. Each word resonated with the rhythm of the Dao, stirring the primordial chaos.
A vast gray mist emerged, spreading across tens of thousands of light-years in an instant, enshrouding everything in the fog of plague.
"Interesting."
Gu Chuan activated the All-Seeing Eye and immediately saw the mist erupting from the Plague Demon God. Each particle within it bore the mark of a plague rune, intricate and insidious.
Deep within, the runes resembled tiny parasites, twisting the void like living organisms. They could seep through space, bypassing even the most intricate Restriction Formations.
These plague runes infiltrated the bodies of Demon Gods through their pores, their breath, and their very essence. Once inside, they parasitized the flesh, consuming it while inducing various plagues by devouring the host's life force.
Those unaware of this power had no way to defend themselves. Without perception of the plague's presence, it was inevitable—once infected, their life energy would be drained, devoured by the Plague Demon God.
Furthermore, this plague was nearly impossible to expel. It behaved like a living microorganism, burrowing into the deepest parts of its victim, merging with their very being.
"Chaos, bring endless disorder to this realm. Drown this world in darkness, slaughter, and madness!" the Chaos Demon God roared.
A surge of chaotic energy erupted, pervading the chaotic time and space, swallowing the entirety of Chaos City.
At the same time, countless Chaotic Runes materialized—formless, weightless, and silent—seeping into the bodies of Demon Gods in an instant.
These chaotic runes embedded themselves into the soul, impervious to ordinary means of destruction.
Once infected, a Demon God would spiral into madness, consumed by unrelenting rage and bloodlust. They would kill indiscriminately, unable to regain reason.
Unless they self-destructed, the chaotic rune would never disappear.
Worse still, these runes fed upon the very chaos of the universe, multiplying endlessly. Each seed of chaos bred more destruction, ensuring that wherever it spread, order would collapse.
A mere army was meaningless against the Chaos Demon God. On the contrary, the more Demon Gods gathered, the more powerful chaos would become.
At that moment, the three Demon Gods—Plague, Hunger, and Chaos—unleashed their combined might. The forces of Plague, Hunger, and Chaos descended upon Chaos City, aiming to annihilate its inhabitants.
"Damn it!"
The faces of many Demon Gods in Chaos City twisted in horror. A fatal crisis loomed over them—if the city fell to chaos, plague, and hunger, countless lives would be lost.
"Sigh..."
At that moment, Gu Chuan exhaled.
The moment his sigh left his lips, primordial chaos trembled. A single breath from him reverberated through the very Source of Chaos, sending shockwaves outward, sweeping across the void.
These waves rippled across hundreds of thousands of light-years, expanding ceaselessly.
This was no ordinary sound—it was the supreme law of sound itself, a resonance so profound it touched upon the Dao.
"What?!"
The expressions of the three Demon Gods—Chaos, Plague, and Hunger—twisted in horror. A cold dread gripped their hearts.
Had it been any other Demon God sighing, it would have been meaningless.
But this was the Lord of Chaos.
A sigh from him was akin to the heavens collapsing.
It was like the sigh of a god.
RUMBLE—
The shockwave spread outward in 129,600 layers, each wave amplifying the next.
The power behind it grew exponentially—an overwhelming force beyond comprehension.
The surrounding chaotic void trembled. Space itself distorted, forming visible ripples that spread through time and reality.
The destructive might of this single sound defied reason.
BOOM!
The Chaos Demon God's runes shattered instantly, crumbling to dust before they could even reach Chaos City. The moment they met the sigh's force, they vanished into nothingness.
Every chaotic creature under its command perished in an instant.
The Plague Demon God's mist—endless and all-consuming—was wiped out entirely. The plague fog dissipated in the wake of the sigh, as if it had never existed.
The Hunger Demon God's legion suffered the worst fate. The countless hungry demons it unleashed lasted less than a second before being reduced to blood mist.
Not even their bones remained.
The very essence of the Hunger Realm was shattered.
Even the three Demon Gods themselves—Chaos, Plague, and Hunger—suffered immense damage.
It was as if they had been struck billions upon trillions of times in an instant, their forms convulsing under the unbearable force.
"PUFF!"
Unable to withstand the destructive power, they spat out blood, their internal organs nearly ruptured.
Their bodies were blasted backward across tens of millions of kilometers, their forms riddled with deep, ghastly wounds. Blood poured from every inch of them.
"Impossible!"
The three Demon Gods screamed, their minds on the verge of collapse.
They had come to massacre Chaos City, to slaughter its inhabitants, and to transcend their limits.
They had intended to use this as a stepping stone to prove the Dao and ascend to the highest Realm of Demon Gods.
And with their power, they should have succeeded.
Yet now—
Before they even set foot inside the city, before they could begin their carnage—
The Chaos City Lord merely sighed.
And that sigh had wiped out their armies, left them gravely wounded, and utterly shattered their ambitions.
They were all Demon Gods... so why was the gap between them so vast?
Why was this possible?!
The three Demon Gods descended into madness. Reality itself refused to make sense.