"Back in those days... ah, there's no point talking about it now. King Pan is dead, and no one in all of Chaos can stop us from getting out anymore. They kept us trapped for so long, but we finally found our chance."
"That damned Demon Emperor Daochen. If only he weren't around!"
Seeing Demon Emperor Daochen was like seeing King Pan back then.
He was a supreme expert who could stand against a thousand alone.
He did not enter the Primordial World. Instead, he casually spat out several spheres, sending them shooting into it.
"Playing with one or two at a time is no fun. I'll find you something to entertain yourselves with. When we meet again, we can really liven things up."
He turned and headed into the depths of Chaos.
The Nether Soil was his source of troops.
But there were no longer any experts there who could join forces with him.
Those three fools had been far too arrogant, thinking they could break into the Primordial World. In the end, hadn't they been beaten to a pulp?
Chaos stretched endlessly, home to countless experts. He could have returned to the Void and brought over the remnants who survived there.
But he did not want to do that, because those fellows would compete with him.
He had no intention of letting them snatch away that slender chance.
In the Human Race's Human Sovereign Palace, the Lord of Fate had turned three in the blink of an eye. By now, he had become a little adult.
His cultivation had also reached the early Golden Immortal stage.
An early Golden Immortal at three years old was something others would not even dare imagine, yet under Xuanyuan's care, he had grown steadily and safely to that level.
"Lord of Fate,