The Fall of the Chaos King

A thin, crimson line appeared across the Chaos King's neck. It looked unremarkable, yet it severed life from death, cutting through his very source.

The Chaos King clapped a hand over his throat, but he could not stop the blood of his source from pouring out.

His heaven-defying immortal body could have reformed even if it shattered. But Dugu Baitian's sword had cut through more than flesh. It had split his soul and true spirit, severing the foundation of his Dao!

The shackles of death had locked into place!

The Space-Time God, Chen Zu, and the others seized the opening. Countless killing blows crashed down upon the Chaos King's broken body.

Chen Nan went further. With a thought, he sent his world of stars hurtling across the void and straight into the Chaos King!

Boom!

Imprisoned, torn apart, crushed!

The world of stars pulverized the Chaos King's body in an instant. His flesh and soul disintegrated inch by inch until only a shattered head floated in the void, its last faint wisp of true spirit engulfed in despair.

His gaze swept the battlefield. The once-mighty Four Lords of Chaos and Black Hand Guangyuan were either dead or suppressed. The Chaos Clan's power had been wiped out. There was no chance of turning the tide.

An overlord who had endured for ages had reached the end of the road.

His remaining head trembled. All his former arrogance was gone, leaving only a pitiful plea. "Fellow cultivators, my Chaos Clan was at fault in this war! Spare my life, and I will turn against the Heavenly Dao and fight alongside you to atone for my crimes!"

The battlefield fell silent.

The crowd's emotions surged. The Chaos King had been born before the Heavenly Dao and witnessed every age of this world. He