"It's really the Extreme Emperor!"
Qin Jun narrowed his eyes and smiled. He had always been curious about what kind of being the Extreme Emperor was. He had not expected to encounter him at the dawn of Chaos.
The Extreme Emperor had no idea what Qin Jun was thinking. Mana surged from his right palm as he swung it in the form of the Zhou Heavenly cycle, transforming into an incomparably solid black giant palm.
Qin Jun did not dodge, allowing the black giant palm to strike him, only for it to be dispersed by the Boundless Primordial Chaos Robe.
With the Boundless Primordial Chaos Robe alone, no one could harm him.
The explosion raised an enormous mushroom cloud. The Extreme Emperor performed a backflip and landed on the ground, sliding several thousand meters before stopping. When he looked up, his brows immediately furrowed.
As the raging winds dissipated, Qin Jun stood completely unscathed, looking down at him from above.
"Not bad. You really are strong."
Qin Jun praised him, curious about what the Extreme Emperor's true form was and how long he had been transformed.
Although this was the era when Chaos had just begun, no one knew exactly how long Chaos had existed.
Perhaps, to Chaos, hundreds of thousands of years amounted to nothing.
Could one cultivate to the Half-Saint Realm in hundreds of thousands of years?
Perhaps it had taken even longer. Several million years?
Several hundred million years?
Qin Jun's thoughts drifted swiftly, wandering who knew where.
The Extreme Emperor charged at him again, constantly darting around Qin Jun as his fists and kicks rained down. However, the Boundless Primordial Chaos Robe created a transparent barrier that easily blocked him.
Explosions rang out one after another.
Qin Jun stroked his chin as he pondered Chaos's age,