He had thought he would no longer need the Ice Demon Tooth, so it had remained soaking in the lightning sea of the Changqing Realm.
"We were revived, nineteen Chaos God-Fiends in total. Now five have been killed by him, and we still have to divide the opportunities among ourselves. How utterly ridiculous." The Chaos Divine Tree looked exceedingly grim as it stared at Hongjun Daozu.
Its combat strength was weak, but its ability to preserve its own life was exceptionally strong. Hongjun Daozu was the same, which was why they had survived Su Changqing's blade strike of ultimate slaughter.
"We God-Fiends were born from Chaos and possess no emotions. The so-called Seven Emotions and Six Desires are merely fleeting clouds of the past."
Hongjun Daozu looked at Su Changqing, emotion flickering across his face as he let out a soft sigh.
He truly had not expected the shattered Primordial Continent, whose Heavenly Dao had already been destroyed, to give birth to such an existence.
The Six Saints had already possessed extraordinarily high talent. The Primordial Continent forged through Pangu's total sacrifice had produced countless exceptional geniuses.
At this moment, Hongjun Daozu's heart was filled with mixed feelings. After all, it was he who had passed down the path to sainthood in the Primordial Continent.
"Order was born here. How did you determine that?" Thousand Jun Dao Ancestor looked at the Corpse Ancestor and asked.
"Among the 300 Billion Chaos Worlds, each gives rise to God-Fiends devoid of emotion. Some drift through life in mediocrity, while others fight with all their might, reaching the Three Revolutions God-Fiend realm and escaping the end of the Chaos Epoch."
The Corpse Ancestor stared at Thousand Jun Dao Ancestor, his voice hoarse, as though immense terror rolled forth from it.
Only Thousand Jun Dao