A New Chaos World

Su Changqing also felt a gaze unlike any before settle on him. Even the Eternal True Lord lowered his eyes to watch.

After all, slaughtering tens of millions and amassing two light-years of Thousand River Mountain in the very first round was extraordinarily rare.

But soon, that boundlessly terrifying gaze vanished.

Not a bird cried anywhere. Only a vast voice rang out.

[The second rule is as follows: all contestants must turn the Thousand River Mountain they hold into a weapon!]

[Of fifty million contestants, only three thousand may advance!]

[The setting will change to a newly born Chaos World, where you shall be primordial God-Fiends!]

The words had barely fallen when—

Millions of God-Fiends and Dao Ancestors went pale. Their hearts trembled as they stared in disbelief toward the center of the Chaos Sea.

There stood a Thousand River Mountain two light-years across, nearly the size of a galaxy!

A figure in robes white as snow stood atop it, a faint smile in his eyes.

It was enough to plunge everyone into utter despair!

Turn the Thousand River Mountain they held into a weapon?!

They had two inches, while he could summon a two-light-year divine sword with a flick of his hand. How were they supposed to fight that?

But no matter what the millions of God-Fiends and Dao Ancestors imagined, the Eternal True Lord's will could not be changed.

Countless beams of light appeared between heaven and earth, each cleaving through eternity like a gateway.

The passages blazed with dazzling light and led to a newly born Chaos World. Like countless paths of evolution, they called to figure after figure, drawing them inside.

Su Changqing was among them. He swept his gaze in every direction and spotted the Myriad Beginnings Saint Spirit and the Divine Authority