Turn the Tide and Hold Up the Collapsing Tower

The methods of these Chaos God-Fiends were far too terrifying. They were all ultimate cultivators of their respective Great Daos, even controlling every law within a single Dao. Nether River Old Ancestor was still struggling to hold on, while Demon Master Kunpeng had been targeted by a strange beast.

It was an incomparably terrifying avian creature. He was small in stature, clad in purple-gold battle armor, with purple-gold pupils and eyes as cold as a hawk's. A pair of extremely short fleshy wings grew from his back, yet his speed was unbelievably swift.

Countless wisps of purple mist floated at his side, shrouding him like Primordial Violet Qi.

There was no doubt that he was an exceptionally terrifying second-turn Dao Ancestor Realm expert. Though his Divine Body was gone, he still possessed the power to reverse time and space. When his wings spread, even the void flowed backward.

Kunpeng's supreme speed was practically useless before him.

"Between Heaven and Earth, none can surpass me in speed. Even Pangu could not catch up to me!" The purple-gold creature stared at Kunpeng, utterly indifferent.

It was too difficult. Apart from Thousand Jun Dao Ancestor and the Great Serpent Demon, nearly everyone was struggling to endure.

Nineteen Chaos God-Fiends were enough to destroy any Chaos World!

"Throughout the 300 Billion Chaos Worlds, Chaos God-Fiends reign supreme. So-called cultivators merely trace back to our methods!" A God-Fiend laughed savagely, his words filled with mockery.

"Slaying Three Corpses, proving the Dao with strength, Primordial Violet Qi—which one of these, which one of these things, did not originate from us Chaos God-Fiends?!"

"The so-called Innate Spiritual Treasures, the supreme treasures born of Heaven and Earth, were likewise born after our Divine Bodies shattered!"

"You cultivate our paths and follow in our footsteps—how dare you contend