It was not only Chen Bei; in the Seas of Consciousness of nearly all the Demon Gods, similar incitements rang out.
For a moment, fear was pressed down by greed.
"Kill!"
Thousands of Demon Gods, eyes gone red, charged at Zhou Ming once more.
Zhou Ming stood where he was, unmoving.
He looked at the Demon Gods rushing toward him like moths to a flame, without even the slightest trace of unnecessary emotion.
The Heaven-Opening Divine Axe was raised again.
One axe.
Then another.
Every time an axe fell, dozens, even hundreds, of Demon Gods were completely erased from the chaos.
Even the few strongest among them, who under the systems' focused cultivation had already touched the threshold of Hunyuan Grand Ultimate Golden Immortal, could not last a single move beneath Zhou Ming's axe-light.
Their laws, their Great Daos, were as fragile as paper before the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe.
A slaughter.
This was a slaughter with no suspense whatsoever.
"System! What do we do! Hurry up and think of something!"
"We can't beat him! We can't beat him at all! How are we supposed to fight this!"
"I'm running! If I don't leave now, I'm dead for sure!"
One "Transmigrator" after another roared madly in his own sea of consciousness. Their dreams of being the main character were crushed to pieces before absolute power.
In the systems' hidden channel, there was likewise a deathly silence.
"This Dao-prover's strength is far beyond our estimates."
"Our Hosts cannot drain him in any meaningful way."
"They already want to retreat. If this continues, it won't be long before they completely collapse."
"What do we do?"
The Karma System's purple light flickered to its limit.
It was silent for a long time before finally issuing a command cold to the extreme.
"Since we cannot