The Chaos Pool Has Dried Up!

The Chaos Pool Ran Dry! "My Primordial Dragon Travel can move freely through a Chaos Storm."

His finger tapped the other end of the Temporal Turbulence Zone.

"Pass through this area, and we can appear directly behind Gluttony Fortress, less than ten thousand li from Gluttony's Blood Pool where he is in seclusion."

Chen Xuanji looked at that route, his brows furrowing slightly.

"The Temporal Turbulence Zone plus the Chaos Storm—any cultivator below Immortal Emperor who enters will die without a doubt."

"Are you sure you can hold out?"

Su Ming fell silent for an instant.

He truly had not personally crossed that area. In the simulation, he had only observed it from afar.

But he had confidence in his Chaos Body.

"I can."

He said.

Chen Xuanji looked at him, stayed silent for a moment, then nodded.

"All right."

Wuqing Sword Emperor suddenly spoke.

His voice was very cold.

"I'll go kill Gluttony."

Everyone looked at him.

Wuqing Sword Emperor remained expressionless, his dark gold eyes as calm as a pool of dead water.

He was telling Su Ming, not seeking Su Ming's consent.

Su Ming looked at Wuqing Sword Emperor and was silent for a moment.

He understood Wuqing Sword Emperor's feelings.

A great Sword Cultivator Emperor had been trapped in someone else's Sea of Consciousness, asleep for ten thousand years.

Having just revived, he needed a hearty, unrestrained battle to prove that he was still alive.

But Su Ming could not let him go.

"Senior Wuqing."

Su Ming's voice was very calm.

"Your task is to hold off any other Bizarre Emperors who may come as reinforcements."

"When Gluttony dies, the remaining six won't sit by and do nothing."

"They may send reinforcements, or they may act personally."

"You are the only peak Emperor among us. Only