Opposite Zhen Yuanzi lay the true main force of the Chaos Mutants' camp.
There were no fewer than five Chaos Behemoths, each one no smaller than the lion-like behemoth they had encountered on the outskirts.
Yet in the central region of Chaos, Chaos Behemoths were merely the backbone. The truly suffocating presences were the two members of Chaos Royalty standing before them.
The first member of Chaos Royalty resembled a giant ape and stood five hundred zhang tall.
Its entire body was covered in grayish-white bone armor, its fists hanging down to its ankles. Around each fist coiled a complete Chaos Law.
The other was even stranger in form. Its true body looked like a mass of black mist constantly shifting shapes, within which countless twisted faces could vaguely be seen churning.
Every face belonged to a cultivator it had devoured, all their strength in life having become part of its own.
At the very forefront of the two members of Chaos Royalty floated a figure that was not particularly large.
It was only three zhang tall. Compared to the Chaos Behemoths and Chaos Royalty behind it, each hundreds or even thousands of zhang in size, it was so small as to be almost negligible.
Yet this mere three-zhang figure made both Zhen Yuanzi and the Lord of the Ruins' projection fall silent.
Its entire body was black-gold. The patterns across its surface had not been engraved afterward, but were natural Dao marks formed through the spontaneous sedimentation of Chaos Law upon its body.
It had no definite form. From afar, it resembled some sort of humanoid silhouette.
Its face was blank, without features. Only a vertical fissure ran from the center of its forehead to its chin. Within the fissure lay unfathomable darkness, and now and then, a thread