Dragon Emperor's Fall, Chaos Origin

Primordial Heavenly Demon!

When Dragon Emperor's shrill scream rang through Kunlun Mountain, every Great Expert across the Primordial Wilderness Three Realms who was watching through water mirrors felt as though an invisible sledgehammer had slammed viciously into their minds, leaving them blank in an instant.

Those four words seemed to carry an unspeakably terrifying demonic power, making even time stagnate for a moment.

Within Yuxu Palace, the Chan Teachings disciples, who had just been immersed in the wild joy of their master's return, were all dumbstruck.

The excitement on Guangchengzi's face froze. He stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in the hall, then at the ancient demon dragon suspended in midair as though it had seen a ghost, completely unable to understand what was happening.

Primordial Heavenly Demon?

What was that?

Wasn't their master Venerable Yuanshi?

"Demon dragon, you... don't spout nonsense here and beguile people's hearts!"

True Man Taiyi was the first to recover. Though doubts had arisen in his heart as well, he refused to yield in words, pointing at Dragon Emperor and cursing him furiously.

But this time, Dragon Emperor could not even be bothered to spare him a glance.

Within those enormous golden dragon eyes, there was no longer any of his former dominance or pride. Only an emotion called "fear" remained—a terror born from the depths of his soul, one that nearly froze his entire dragon soul solid!

He had been wrong.

Horribly wrong!

He had thought himself a hunter, here to subdue the Chan Teachings as a blade for his use. Yet he had crashed headlong into a demonic den of an eternal taboo!

Primordial Heavenly Demon!

That was the supreme terror of the Second Epoch, the ultimate reaper who had personally buried who knew how many epochal civilizations!

Shouldn't such an