Baili Hong lowered the Tiger-Head War Saber. The worry on his face had already vanished, replaced by a trace of realization. He turned to Zhen Yuanzi and asked in a low voice, "Eldest Senior Brother, you knew from the very beginning?"
Zhen Yuanzi did not answer.
Through the wolf-head mask, he stared unblinkingly at the distant figure in azure robes standing atop the horn of the Chaos Behemoth, still ceaselessly pouring laws into it.
On the other side of the floating island, the High Grade beings of the Chaos Mutants' camp could finally no longer remain seated.
Mountainbane clenched his fists until the bone armor creaked. Chaos Law surged violently over his fists, tearing the surrounding Chaos mist into countless fragments.
The innumerable faces rolling within Void Devourer's mass of black mist simultaneously revealed expressions tangled with fury and fear.
They had never seen such an utterly bizarre method of fighting!
A Human Race cultivator at the Spirit Transformation stage stood atop a Chaos Behemoth's head, pouring Chaos Law into it as though ripening crops, without the slightest regard for cost.
This was not battle. This was humiliation.
Humiliation directed at the entire Chaos Mutants' camp.
Bolstered by the center of Chaos, the Chaos Behemoth could not refuse the unending influx of Chaos Law.
Moreover, Xu Changqing's Shrinking the Earth to Inches was an Origin Dao divine ability entirely independent of law fluctuations, so it was almost completely unrestricted here.
One forward and one reverse, and the Chaos Behemoth had no way to strike.
At that moment, the Chaos Sovereign finally moved.
It took one step. No, more precisely, it had not stepped at all.
Its body had not shifted, yet everyone present clearly felt that it had "drawn closer."
This was a closeness that transcended the level of space,