In an instant, nine Quasi-Saint-level demon gods stormed the Dojo, openly opposing Gu Chuan. The suffocating pressure was overwhelming. Even the strongest demon gods would be drenched in sweat, let alone ordinary ones.
The chaotic void, spanning trillions of kilometers, trembled under their terrifying aura.
Witnessing this, the surrounding demon gods narrowed their eyes. They had long suspected that the Dark Demon Wolf and the others were planning something reckless, but now it was clear—this was not a sudden impulse but a meticulously planned uprising.
For ten epochs, these demon gods had been conspiring in secret, forging an offensive and defensive alliance. Their rebellion today was not an accident but a deliberate, calculated move.
Yet, most demon gods remained indifferent, merely observing. They, too, wanted to gauge the strength of this so-called preacher of chaos—the Primordial Ancient Serpent.
If he was weak yet dared to attempt such a feat, then he was courting death. However, if he possessed supreme power, capable of dominating all chaos demon gods, then his presence alone would be worth their arduous journey to Chaos City.
Regardless, today's events presented an opportunity to weigh the true strength of this enigmatic figure.
At that moment, high above Chaos City, Gu Chuan, who had remained in seclusion all this time, finally opened his eyes. That single action sent shivers down the spines of countless demon gods.
"Hmm?!"
Numerous demon gods stared at Gu Chuan in disbelief. What kind of eyes were those? They were like the abyss—void and chaos intertwined, containing the essence of all existence.
A horrifying realization dawned upon them. Under his gaze, their very beings were laid bare. All their secrets were exposed, leaving no room for deception. Even Quasi-Saint-level demon gods were no exception. In front of this Primordial Ancient Serpent, they felt as if they had no privacy, no hidden depths.
This was the gaze of a supreme being looking down upon mere ants.
A chilling sensation spread through the nine Quasi-Saint-level demon gods, including the Dark Demon Wolf. A deep, primal fear took root in their hearts.
Could they still fight against him?
But retreating was no longer an option. The arrow had already been loosed; there was no turning back now.
Even so, they remained confident in their strength. They might not be able to kill this Primordial Ancient Serpent, but escaping was well within their power. That confidence was why they dared to strike despite his overwhelming presence.
If this so-called preacher of chaos was nothing more than an overhyped name, they would take the opportunity to devour him.
"The altar shall open after the ninetieth era. If you are impatient, you may leave. I will not stop you," Gu Chuan spoke at last, his voice calm and unwavering.
At this moment, he had fully comprehended the Law of Sound. His words resonated with the Great Dao itself, causing the very fabric of chaos and void to hum in response.
This voice did not simply enter the ears of the demon gods—it echoed directly within their consciousness. None could resist it.
"Leave? I've waited here for ten epochs, and you expect us to just leave?" The Dark Demon Wolf sneered, glaring impatiently at Gu Chuan.
"Why not show us some of your divine abilities? Prove your worth, or how else will you convince us?" The Flaming Demon Tiger laughed, treating Gu Chuan's preaching as mere entertainment.
"Stay if you believe. Leave if you do not. I do not force fate."
Gu Chuan's voice remained indifferent.
He had no intention of persuading these demon gods. The altar's opening was set for the 100th era, and that was final.
Integrity was paramount.
"This is pointless. Since he refuses to reveal his strength, let's force his hand."
The Thunder Monitor Lizard's eyes glowed with murderous intent, no longer concealing its hostility.
"Together! Kill him!"
The Dark Demon Wolf howled in fury.
A deafening rumble erupted.
The nine Quasi-Saint-level demon gods launched their assault, unleashing the terrifying power of demon gods into the chaotic void.
Darkness, flames, thunder—all the Laws merged into blinding streaks of power, streaking toward Gu Chuan, intent on piercing his Primordial Ancient Serpent form.
The watching demon gods widened their eyes. The sheer force of these attacks neared the pinnacle of Law.
The unleashed Laws of Darkness, Fire, and Thunder possessed near-indestructible might. Any ordinary chaos demon god caught in the blast would be annihilated, their bodies obliterated without a trace.
The difference between a Quasi-Saint and an ordinary demon god was laid bare.
Many onlookers were filled with dread. How could the Primordial Ancient Serpent possibly withstand such devastating attacks? Had they been in his place, they would have perished instantly.
Yet, Gu Chuan remained calm.
"Daring to fight in my Chaos City? It seems you all are tired of living. Very well, you shall return to Chaos itself."
His voice was cold, absolute.
Gu Chuan activated the immense power within his being.
Bloodline Ability—Chaos Realm.
A deafening boom shook the void.
At that moment, Gu Chuan's Primordial Ancient Serpent body became the epicenter of a vast domain spanning tens of light-years. A colossal Chaos Realm descended upon the battlefield.
The very fabric of reality warped. Earth, water, fire, and even time itself ground to a halt. The Laws ceased to function.
What?!
A wave of terror swept through the demon gods. A paralyzing chill spread across their bodies as they realized something horrifying—
They could not move.
It was as if the entire chaotic void around them had frozen. Even their internal power refused to circulate.
Only their eyes remained mobile, darting frantically in growing panic.
Not even the Quasi-Saint-level demon gods were spared. The Dark Demon Wolf and his eight allies felt an immense, crushing force bearing down on them.
The moment the Chaos Realm enveloped them, they found themselves utterly immobilized. Even the devastating energy they had unleashed was suspended mid-air, locked in place, unable to move forward.
A realization struck them—
They had made a grave mistake.