In the boundless Chaos void, violent currents raged.
Within a vast, deathly silent asteroid belt.
Zhou Ming sat cross-legged at the heart of a colossal hollow asteroid. Dark gold Law of Strength slowly circulated around him, continuously blending with the foundational rules of the Primordial Universe.
Suddenly, intense fluctuations of laws came from the outskirts of the asteroid belt.
Zhou Ming slowly opened his tightly shut eyes.
"Someone's here."
He did not rise, merely extending his Divine Sense outward.
Beyond the asteroid belt, two streaks of light were fleeing at high speed, with five more streaks of varying colors pursuing them relentlessly from behind.
The pair fleeing ahead were a man and a woman. Their Taoist Robes were ragged, and their Auras were in complete disarray.
The man was roughly a mid-stage Saint, while the woman was only an early-stage Saint.
Five people pursued them from behind. The old man leading them radiated black qi from head to toe, his cultivation already at the peak of the Saint realm.
"Qing Yang, Purple Moon! You siblings may as well grow wings today—you still won't escape."
"Hand over your Saint origins and the fortune you carry, and this Ancestor might even leave you intact corpses!"
Black Xuan, the leader, raised a hand and unleashed a vast swath of corrosive laws, blasting the surrounding smaller asteroids to pieces.
As Qing Yang desperately swung his sword to fend them off, he shouted at his sister beside him.
"Purple Moon, hurry and go! I'll stay behind and hold them off!"
"If we leave, we leave together. At worst, we'll perish with them today!" Purple Moon's face was pale, yet she refused to retreat even half a step.
Zhou Ming observed everything outside with his Divine Sense and had no intention whatsoever of intervening.
Right now,