Deep within the Chaos Tower.
Endless chaos mist churned like a boundless ocean.
Chaos Divine Chains descended from the void, each inscribed with ancient, profound Heavenly Dao Runes. They sealed the flesh and suppressed the Primordial Spirit; even the power of the Great Dao could not escape them.
The Primeval Devil Saint was imprisoned at the center of the Chaos Divine Chains.
By now, he had lost every trace of the high spirits he had displayed when attacking the Primordial Unity Immortal Sect.
His black robes were in tatters, and blood covered his body. A fist imprint on his chest ran so deep that bone was visible—the wound left by a single punch from Li Qingshan.
Wisps of chaos light coiled around the wound like maggots clinging to bone, constantly eroding the vitality of his flesh and the power of his Great Dao, preventing his injuries from healing.
The Primeval Devil Saint was deathly pale, but his ink-black eyes still brimmed with venom and defiance.
Hum!
The void trembled faintly.
Li Qingshan slowly emerged from the chaos mist.
Dressed in blue, his black hair loose, he radiated no powerful aura whatsoever. He looked like an ordinary mortal.
Yet the moment the Primeval Devil Saint saw Li Qingshan appear, his pupils contracted sharply, and barely concealed fear and despair flashed in his eyes.
"Li Qingshan, what are you going to do?"
The Primeval Devil Saint stared at Li Qingshan, blustering to hide his fear. "I am the Devil Master's only personal disciple. If you dare kill me, my master will never spare you! The Eternal Night Shrine has already united Primeval Devil Heaven. My master's power is beyond anything you can imagine. Let me go if you know what's good for you!"
"The Devil Master? I haven't settled my accounts with