Deep within the disordered Chaos Turbulence, there was no time and no space. Only endless, shattered fragments of Law remained, like an eternal ocean of storms.
Zhou Ming moved through that storm.
He was like a fish in water, seemingly at ease. With every flicker of his figure, he avoided a rift in the Law that could have torn apart someone of the Hunyuan Infinite Realm.
But he knew how hard it was.
Taking a full-force blow from True Lord Tianhe's Great Luo True Artifact had cost him, even if he had endured it head-on.
And racing through a place like this took an enormous toll on his mind and Origin Essence.
"They just won't leave me alone."
Through his Divine Sense, Zhou Ming could clearly feel more than thirty powerful auras clinging to his trail.
They were like a pack of hyenas that had caught the scent of blood, frenzied and brimming with murderous intent.
True Lord Tianhe's aura was the most violent of all. He was clearly furious.
"Chase him! Don't let him get away!"
True Lord Tianhe's face was livid as his Divine Sense roared through the group.
Never had he suffered such humiliation.
Thirty-seven experts of the Great Luo True Realm, including several at the Dao Fusion Stage, had cast a Heavenly Net and Earthly Web to surround and kill a fellow cultivator whose strength had been weakened by the rules.
Yet they had failed to take him down. Instead, he had battered them into a sorry state, fought them for dozens of Eons, then escaped right under their noses.
It was a disgrace beyond bearing.
If they failed to suppress him today, True Lord Tianhe would become the laughingstock of the entire Primordial Universe.
"His Dao is far too strange and overbearing. And his control