Chiyou flew into a rage. Suppressed by Qin Fen again and again, the resentment in his chest surged straight to his head. As the most famous demon god in Chinese history, when had Chiyou ever suffered such humiliation? Since he knew he was no match for his opponent, he might as well throw caution to the wind. He intended to shatter heaven and earth.
His body began to swell out of control. After the Primordial Wilderness Power within Chiyou was triggered by the Pangu Mark, it had already begun transforming into Chaos Power. Once he self-destructed, it would not merely be earth-shattering—it would be world-ending.
"Stop him!" Lord Lao's eyes had turned red.
"With what?" Tathagata lowered his hands helplessly. This was no longer something human effort could turn around.
That was right. With what could they stop him? The man wanted to die; could they really prevent him? Besides, he was now Pangu's incarnation. Human strength could not resist him.
As they spoke, countless people turned to look at Qin Fen.
Big Chef was speechless too. If Chiyou wanted to self-destruct, what could he do? Absorb him? This time, Qin Fen actively took a pull, only to discover that aside from drawing power from the Twelve Ancestral Witches, it had no effect at all.
His suction force could match Chiyou's, but it could not stop him from detonating the rampaging power within his body.
"Could we use Sui?" Qin Fen asked as he pulled out the Auspicious Three Treasures.
Nian's eyes widened. It seemed impossible. Although he could convert power from Qin Fen, and Sui could absorb it as well, Sui could not absorb Chaos Power.
Hearing his unscrupulous master say that, the kelp strip immediately waved its tentacle-like branches desperately. Wouldn't that be like throwing a meat bun