The Slaughter of the Destruction Devils (1)

The Primal Chaos existences could only wait within the Void Castle.

Xue Ying was also silently waiting in the enormous palace hall watching the blurred image being projected on the smooth wall next to him. He shook his head softly. No matter the battle that brought the primitive Ancient Sacred World to ruin or the subsequent wars that Sacred Master incited, or this resistance against the Destruction Devils, the final decisive battles were always dependent on the Cosmos Gods. They as Primal Chaos existences could only spectate from the side.

One Blade Emperor or Ancestor Sorcerer sufficed to exterminate all of them.

This was the gap in quality.

"Sou."

A total of several hundred Primal Chaos existences including Xue Ying, Monarch Xing Huo, and Heart Imitation Religious Master suddenly turned over at the same time. There was a hunchbacked old man who appeared in the palace hall. He was none other than Forefather Tian Yu.