You Have to Die If You Want to Kill Me

After the Seven Supreme Avatars were destroyed, they transformed into countless stars that condensed together to form an extremely majestic figure. It was comparable to the entire Chaos below, like a chaotic sky.

Han Jue was tiny in front of this majestic giant shadow. Even he, who had already reached the perfected Great Dao Supreme Realm, was a little shocked.

This was even more exaggerated than cells looking up to a mountain!

This size had already surpassed his realm!

Although Han Jue could expand infinitely, it was impossible for him to reach the level of Chaos.

But the majestic figure in front of him did it!

The pressure that was visible to the naked eye was suffocating. Its aura far exceeded that of the Ancient Desolate Divine Spirit!

A name appeared in his mind.

Dao Creator!

No way!

He was going to face a Dao Creator?

Han Jue's heart sank.