God-Tier Choice: Starting from Chaos

"Time Demon God, I'll say it one last time—hand over the Law of Time, and I'll grant you a whole corpse."

Zhou Jun looked down from on high, his gaze devoid of joy or sorrow, staring at the Ancestor of Time as if he were already a dead man.

"Chaos Demon God of Space, don't push me too far! We're only one minor realm apart—I may not be your match, but I'm no pushover either!"

The Ancestor of Time withdrew the several spiritual treasures he had taken out, letting them float around him to shield himself, and glared in Zhou Jun's direction as he spoke indignantly.

The moment he saw that Zhou Jun possessed so many Innate Spiritual Treasures, he knew any hope of reconciliation was gone.

Just looking at that mountain of Innate Spiritual Treasures made the Ancestor of Time seethe with resentment. They were both top-tier Demon Gods, masters of the three supreme laws—fine, his cultivation couldn't match the other's, but even his collection of Innate Spiritual Treasures wasn't even a fraction of what that bastard had!

In the Chaos, Innate Spiritual Treasures weren't easy to come by. Most Demon Gods still only had their own birth-bound artifacts. Having eight Innate Spiritual Treasures himself already made him enviably wealthy.

But the Chaos Demon God of Space?

Damn it, that guy was definitely cheating!

"Enough talk. Chaos Demon God of Space, come and die!"

Zhou Jun waved his hand abruptly, killing intent surging in his eyes. With a sharp roar, the thousand-plus Innate Spiritual Treasures spun wildly, stirring up countless beams of multicolored light that linked into a single expanse, as if draping a glowing sash across the Chaos!

"Kill!"

He swept his right hand down like a sword finger, and the light band transformed into a sword beam, arcing out with a whoosh. A chill radiance surged forth, as if it would sever everything in its path!

"Hummm!"

In an instant, wherever the sword beam passed, everything was neatly sliced apart. Even the omnipresent Chaos Qi was carved into a vacuum!

The Ancestor of Time scrambled backward, staring in horror at his own tail. It had only been grazed by the sword beam, yet it was already severed!

And he was a top-tier Chaos Demon God!

Cold sweat poured down his forehead in an instant.

Seeing how casually the other had acted, this was probably just a random strike. Yet he never imagined that a single, effortless blow could be so terrifying!

He had thought that, with his opponent only one minor realm higher in cultivation and a few more spiritual treasures, he might not win but could at least survive. He never expected such overwhelming power!

Strength that completely defied expectations!

If a casual strike was this fearsome, then a full-powered attack must be at least half-step Heavenly Dao Realm—or even more!

"Chaos Demon God of Space, let bygones be bygones! Don't go too far!"

The Ancestor of Time was practically screaming in desperation.

"Heh. Time and Space share the same origin—they can merge. A battle between us is inevitable. I will kill you, cultivate both laws into the Law of Spacetime, and advance further on the Great Dao."

Zhou Jun paid no heed to the Ancestor of Time's roar. With a twist of his finger, all the spiritual treasures stood ready once more, beginning to gather power for the next attack.

"Damn you, Chaos Demon God of Space! I'll fight you to the death!"

The Ancestor of Time had now gone completely berserk. Knowing that this would end in mutual destruction, he held nothing back and unleashed his strongest attack.

"Time Dharma Wheel!"

He hurled his Time Hourglass upward, drawing forth the River of Time. Borrowing its majestic power, he condensed a terrifying Dharma Wheel.

"Go!"

Under the Ancestor of Time's control, the Dharma Wheel flew toward Zhou Jun.

Facing an attack imbued with the power of the River of Time, Zhou Jun grew slightly more serious. He summoned all his spiritual treasures and, reinforced by his Law of Space, formed a solid barrier.

The semi-transparent, semi-corporeal Time Dharma Wheel shot forward from the front. Wherever it passed, everything turned to nothingness, time reset to zero. Finally, it slammed heavily into Zhou Jun's spatial barrier!

"Boom!"

The collision unleashed a terrifying shockwave. The surrounding Chaos Qi was completely dispersed, and even the space Zhou Jun had sealed earlier began to crack!

The barrier formed by over a thousand Innate Spiritual Treasures shattered with a bang. All the treasures trembled weakly, looking drained—clearly, they couldn't be used again anytime soon.

"An attack imbued with the Law of Time? Impressive indeed."

Zhou Jun nodded seriously, withdrawing all his spiritual treasures. His expression turned stern.

Being able to harness the power of the River of Time and form a Time Dharma Wheel as a weapon meant the Ancestor of Time's comprehension of the Law of Time was far from shallow!

"Cough, cough... I told you, I'm not someone to be trifled with!"

The Ancestor of Time's face looked pale. He coughed, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Clearly, summoning the Time Dharma Wheel had cost him dearly.

Indeed, such a powerful move—if Zhou Jun hadn't had over a thousand Innate Spiritual Treasures to cushion the blow and had faced it alone, he might have shed a layer of skin even if he survived.

How could an attack like that be used lightly?

"Chaos Demon God of Space, I originally didn't want to fight you. But since you insist on seeking death, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Time Dharma Wheel!"

The Ancestor of Time's face grew even paler, his entire body wilting further. He summoned the Time Dharma Wheel once more and hurled it fiercely at Zhou Jun.

"Die!"

Gnashing his teeth, the Ancestor of Time let out a twisted grin—half-mad, half-savoring the satisfaction of revenge. "Hahaha! Your treasures are useless now. Let's see how you dodge this!"

In the Ancestor of Time's eyes, Zhou Jun was only this powerful because of his many Innate Spiritual Treasures. After all, stacking over a thousand of them could let even a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal rival a Saint.