Zhou Ming wasted no more words. The laws of the Dao of Strength were driven to their limit in an instant.
He understood the current situation very clearly. He had to kill this Dao Body first.
At the very least, he had to drive it back completely.
Only then could he free his hands to deal with the systems that had entered the Ninth Chaos.
Zhou Ming stepped out, and with that single step, he crossed the distance of space itself.
His fist went straight for Grey Robe's face.
There were no flashy moves in this punch, only pure power.
Grey Robe's eyes shifted slightly, and his hands rapidly formed seals before him.
The Law of Devouring revolved madly, devouring the laws of the Dao of Strength on Zhou Ming's fist.
At the instant they clashed, Zhou Ming split off a wisp of intent.
This intent ignored the obstruction of chaos and passed directly into the Ninth Chaos, falling into Houtu's True Spirit.
The intent contained only information about systems, the Outsiders' methods of possession, and the tricks they commonly used.
Inside the light cocoon, Houtu opened her eyes, and a trace of understanding flashed through her cool gaze.
"So that's how it is," Houtu murmured softly to herself.
"Outsiders, systems, possession."
"Hiding in the dark, waiting until I exhaust my strength opening the heavens before launching a sneak attack."
"This is my Dao tribulation."
Houtu instantly understood the cause and course of the matter, but she did not panic.
"Rest assured, elder brother."
While continuing to absorb the source and nurture herself, Houtu split off a thread of attention, remaining alert to movements around the surrounding chaos.
Outside the Ninth Chaos, Zhou Ming sensed that his intent had already been conveyed, and his heart settled slightly.
With a thought,