All four regions of the Divine Continent had fallen.
Chaos had not only defeated all the powerful experts here, but had also subdued many demonic beasts willing to follow it.
Now, every city had submitted to it.
Chaos had even set down a rule: everyone had to hand over resources to it every month. The oppression had reached its limit.
Everyone hated it, yet everyone feared it.
Rumors about Chaos grew ever more numerous, while oppression and resistance continued without end.
Within the Ten Thousand Monster Tribe, Xu Zimo stood beside Chaos.
"Master, I have handled everything you instructed," Chaos said.
"Good work. I'll take care of the rest," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
Divine Continent, Northern Region.
Yan Shi City of the Northern Region was a rather renowned city.
Because it produced Flamefire and a special kind of stone in abundance, it had developed rapidly and was considered an important economic hub of the Northern Region.
It connected thirty-four cities traveling back and forth between them.
It stood at their center.
However, ever since Chaos appeared, after one great battle, both the North City Gate and eastern gate of the city had fallen.
Yan Shi City was directly defeated and ultimately submitted.
The entire city had also begun reconstruction.
Under the effects of Flamefire and the special stones, the climate here was exceedingly dry.
Yellow sand often filled the skies before settling upon the ground.
The earth was split by countless cracks.
That day, yellow sand swept across the ground. In the gray and hazy weather, a figure approached from afar.
Xu Zimo wore a bamboo hat and a blue robe.
On the back of that robe were written three large words: "Gatekeeper."
Xu Zimo walked toward Yan Shi City step by step. Each time his foot