That howl, venomous beyond measure, echoed through the deathly still Zixiao Palace for a long time, refusing to fade.
The towering hatred within it was enough to make any Quasi-Saint Mighty Expert pale upon hearing it, shaking their Dao Heart.
The Elder of Chaos's battered body trembled slightly, not from fear, but from an uncontrollable instinctive reaction in the wake of extreme rage.
He withdrew his gaze from Primordial World Heaven and Earth, and his chaos-colored eyes settled once more on the figure opposite him, as still as an ancient well.
A long silence passed.
The Elder of Chaos's turbulent, violent aura actually began to settle, replaced by a deeper, purer, ice-cold killing intent.
He looked at Hongjun and spoke hoarsely.
"Within the Primordial World, Gu Changqing has already come into his own."
"The Interception Sect's ascendancy is firmly established, and he has Houtu, Nuwa, and the others helping him. For us to contend with him again within Primordial World Heaven and Earth would be as difficult as ascending to heaven."
Those words were tantamount to admitting his utter defeat this time.
For someone as proud to the very marrow as the Elder of Chaos, saying such a thing was no easy feat.
It showed just how immense the humiliation and pressure Gu Changqing had inflicted on him were.
Hongjun said nothing. He merely listened quietly, his face betraying no emotion.
The Elder of Chaos paused, seemingly gathering his words, or perhaps trying to quell the resentment in his heart.
"But just because we cannot act within the Primordial World does not mean we have no way to deal with him outside it!"
A ruthless edge seeped into his words.
"We can venture into the depths of Chaos again and seek more opportunities!"
"Even... the Five Pre-Heavenly Ultimates, whose traces