Battle at the Peak of Sainthood

Peak Quasi-Saint had already retreated far away to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

Yet as Saint of Chaos waved his hand, he suddenly felt the air around him become incomparably chaotic. It was even visible to the naked eye—the surrounding air seemed to turn into strands of hemp rope, tangling around one another, constantly twisting until one could no longer tell which strand was which.

Something was wrong!

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

The Immortal Qi protecting his body had actually begun to twist uncontrollably as well, turning into strands of qi rope.

His protective Immortal Qi shattered in an instant!

This was...

Even his own Immortal Qi had been affected, thrown into chaos, and dissipated?

The problem was that he was already so far away from them, yet he had still been affected!

Just like his name, could this Saint of Chaos throw every kind of qi into disorder?

If he could be affected from this far away, then what about Song Zhong, who stood at the very forefront?

His heart instantly tightened. No matter what, Song Zhong had just saved them. Naturally, he hoped Song Zhong could survive.

But...

Hm?

Within his sight, Song Zhong and one clone after another swiftly scattered in all directions, surrounding Saint of Chaos in the middle.

Saint of Chaos could disrupt qi, throwing all kinds of qi, even Great Dao, into chaos.

But Song Zhong refused to believe that Saint of Chaos could cause every part of this world to suffer the exact same degree of chaos!

Now that all his clones had spread apart, he would see how Saint of Chaos intended to disrupt them.

Watching Song Zhong's movements, Saint of Chaos could not help but laugh.

Spread apart?

You were merely a tiny Forget Dao Realm cultivator to begin with.