Yang Mei Slipped Away Before the Battle, and the Chaos Demon Gods All Broke Down on the Spot...
In the boundless chaos, a torrent formed from several thousand auras gathered together and stopped before Zhou Ming.
Zhou Ming stood atop the Thirty-Six Grade Creation Green Lotus, his expression not fluctuating in the slightest.
His gaze swept over the faces before him, each of them different in form, yet all revealing greed and vigilance.
Zhou Ming withdrew his appraising gaze and did not linger on those Demon Gods.
Yang Mei.
He was the only one worth truly looking at.
Zhou Ming's gaze fell on Yang Mei and paused there for a moment.
Yang Mei was also looking at him.
The two faced each other across a churning stretch of chaos, and neither was the first to strike.
Zhou Ming spoke.
"This Seat is Zhou Ming."
"Today, I open the heavens."
Those sparse eight words, driven by the magical power of the peak of Hunyuan Infinite, shook through hundreds of millions of li of chaotic void.
The few in the lead were the first to come back to their senses. Among them, a Demon God who wielded the law of thunder took a step forward, arcs of lightning dancing all over his body.
"Who cares who you are!"
"If you want to open the heavens, get past us first!"
Behind him, dozens of voices of agreement followed one after another.
"Exactly! This chaos is our chaos. How could we allow you to open it just because you say so!"
"Stop him!"
For a time, the crowd's emotions surged. The might of several thousand Demon Gods gathered together, stirring the surrounding chaotic currents until they churned violently.
Zhou Ming glanced at them.
Trash like this thought they were worthy of blocking his path?