The Demon Emperor chased straight after them. This time, he concealed his movements, slipping past numerous sentries without letting the enemy discover him.
Hou Qing had stationed quite a few sentries behind them, fearing that people from the Primordial World would pursue them.
Their purpose was to preserve the seal and protect the Void Gate in the Nether Soil.
Why had they sought out such a remote place? For safety, of course.
Who could have imagined that the Demon Emperor would actually lead people here to attack them?
Only a madman would seek out enemies in the dangerous Primordial World, and the Demon Emperor happened to be precisely that madman.
Hou Qing was deeply worried, his nerves stretched taut throughout the journey.
After all, the Demon Emperor was a fellow who never played by the usual rules.
There was no reasoning with him through normal thinking.
They hurried along and soon arrived at the Sealing Site.
Fortunately, no one had come here yet. Seeing the formation completely intact, everyone breathed a small sigh of relief.
After all, none of them wanted to see the Gods of the Void roaming through chaos.
If the Demon Emperor could truly be called a madman, then these Gods of the Void could be called twisted freaks.
There was no telling what they might do.
Precisely because they understood them so well, they drew a very clear distinction.
Their own group was still relatively normal, and most of them could be considered newcomers.
As for those old-timers, or rather, those Chaos Demon Gods from the old era, every last one was not only stubborn beyond reason but also mired in old ways. At the slightest thing that displeased them, they resorted to slaughter.
Most importantly, those fellows used the rules they themselves had established to