Medium meant that the concentration of Chaos Energy had reached a moderate scale. It required a long period of accumulation, and most creatures evolved from it were exceedingly powerful, possibly reaching the Saint Emperor Level!
If it was large-scale, it would be even more terrifying. What evolved might not be Chaos Creatures at all, but special environments like Great Black Mountain or Flowing Color City.
Chaos Qi gathered into a vortex, and from its central region surged an indescribable, peculiar Dao rhythm. It resembled the Creation Law, yet was far more profound.
Qin Heng had some understanding of the Creation Law, yet at this moment, he could not make out the trajectory of the laws operating within the vortex at all.
The surrounding Chaos Qi was all drawn over. The amount of Chaos Qi concentrated in this brief moment was enough to forge at least several thousand Chaos Palaces!
Under Qin Heng and Dong Huaiyue's watchful eyes, a figure gradually formed at the center of the vortex.
It was humanoid!
He wore purple-gold armor, gripped a black iron battle spear, and wore a horned steel helmet. Bearded and tiger-eyed, imposing and valiant, he resembled a fierce general tempered by countless battles. Though he had only just gained a body, his aura was already vast and majestic, utterly lacking the unadorned purity of newly born life.
The man slowly opened his eyes, and a monstrous killing intent instantly erupted.
His gaze fell upon Qin Heng and Dong Huaiyue, and a short sentence sprang from his mouth: "Native cultivators, die!"
Whoosh!
In the next instant, he thrust his battle spear, and a surging blood-red force stabbed straight toward the two of them.
The opponent's aura was formidable, but Qin Heng was no pushover. Seeing this, he remained calm as a long spear