Release the Laborers

Within the Chaos Bead, time flowed on and the myriad heavens evolved. Great Luos emerged one after another, and all was prosperous and bustling.

In the void of the Heavenly Dao, Zhang Hao was leafing through the Transmigrator ledger submitted by East Prince Gong with great interest.

Suddenly, his phantom stilled.

A strange fluctuation from the depths of the boundless, distant Chaos brushed against his consciousness.

It was Ancestor Yang Mei.

"Busy counting your money?" Yangmei's thoughts came through.

"Get to the point." Zhang Hao's phantom swayed, and he replied irritably.

Yangmei didn't waste time either. He went straight to the bombshell.

"Remember that lunatic Bengtian? He's gathered a bunch of old acquaintances and is slowly erasing the myriad heavens. Do you think he might have his eye on the Prehistoric World?"

Zhang Hao hadn't told Yangmei about Daoist Bengtian before.

Mainly because he didn't want to drag him into it.

"He's probably planning to erase the Prehistoric World last, after wiping out all the others." Zhang Hao's expression remained calm.

Yangmei offered, "Need my help?"

Zhang Hao fell silent for a moment, then said, "Go find Wang Shu and bring some old acquaintances with you. See if you can slow Daoist Bengtian down."

"I say we just invite him to the Prehistoric World for a meeting, then ambush him with three hundred Chaos Demon Gods and beat him to death!" Yangmei grumbled.

Zhang Hao was speechless. "If you can find three hundred Chaos Demon Gods at the peak of their power, we can just take him on directly. That'd work too."

From the information Di Hong had sent, it wasn't hard to infer that every Chaos Demon God following Daoist Bengtian had regained the Primordial Limitless Realm.

Chaos Demon Gods like Yangmei, who had little to do, wouldn't care