"Second brother."
"Second brother!"
Grief instantly flooded the hearts of the remaining Four Fierce Gods.
This time, they had come in their true bodies. With their peak quasi-saint cultivation, they had thought they could crush Zhao Gongming.
After all, he was fighting four opponents alone. No matter how great an advantage his magic treasures gave him, he should not have been this strong.
Unfortunately, they had never imagined that Zhao Gongming was far stronger than they thought. All by himself, he had killed Chaos in an instant.
But he was not satisfied.
Chaos's demon soul flew out, heading toward Taotie and the others.
Zhao Gongming snorted coldly. "Think I would let you escape?"
"Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd, capture him!"
He took out another magic treasure and drew Chaos's soul into the gourd.
Taotie and the others had yet to react.
Suddenly, they all sensed danger creeping toward them.
Their lives seemed to hang upon a single instant.
Terrifying saber light scattered in every direction, giving the three no chance to react. Taotie's body was instantly split into four pieces and fell to the ground, the horror on his face yet to fade.
Qiongqi was muttering curses as his head dropped to the ground, still babbling incessantly.
Taowu, too, died with eyes wide open, confusion filling those eyes.
How could Chaos, who could absorb every attack under heaven, have been killed in an instant?
Under everyone's horrified gazes, Zhao Gongming drew the demon souls of the Four Fierce Gods straight into the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd.
In just seven times seven, forty-nine days, the Four Fierce Gods would vanish like smoke and clouds, disappearing from the Primordial World forever.
The astonishment had yet to fade from Bai Ze's face as he hurriedly asked, "Gongming, how did you do it?"
When the powerful clashed,