Rumble!
From within those rifts came something like thunder and torrential rain, crashing forth violently, its sound shaking the cosmos!
In an instant, rolling Chaos surged out of the rifts like waves, its aftermath scattering in every direction and battering space and time until ripples spread through them.
Those ripples radiated up and down, forward and back, in all directions. Not only did East Flower Continent tremble, but even the nebulae bearing the wills of Emperor Lords swayed slightly.
The stars within those nebulae shook without end. Heaven-and-earth-upending changes occurred upon them, and countless calamities descended, all perceived by Qiu Yan.
Then Red Emperor and Yellow Emperor appeared one after the other, condensing starlight and attaching their wills to it. In the blink of an eye, they tore across the starry sky, each targeting a rift and plunging inside!
Chaos had originally howled and scattered from those rifts, like raindrops striking the ground and splashing water everywhere. Yet under the impact of the two Emperor Lords' radiance, the Chaos tide actually rolled backward and vanished into the rifts!
The next moment, the rifts trembled. One after another, they intersected, sometimes fading away and sometimes reappearing. They seemed faintly connected to East Flower Continent itself and resonated with those projections of Fortune!
However, after Red Emperor and Yellow Emperor, the other Emperor Lords made no move, as though they were still watching and waiting. Yet each of their wills had locked onto a rift, seemingly ready to enter at any moment.
"Do these rifts lead to Chaos? What exactly does Chaos look like?"
Seeing the reactions of the many Emperor Lords' wills, Qiu Yan's heart stirred, and he began to speculate.
Ever since he had occupied the Tribulation Baleful Origin, the name Chaos had arisen from the depths of his heart,