In the chaos, time was the cheapest thing of equivalent value.
After all, the chaos was boundless. No one knew which corner of it they were in, or what dangers lay hidden to their east, south, west, or north.
The dangers of the chaos were relative, however. To a God King Realm cultivator, it was naturally a very dangerous place.
A moment of carelessness in the chaos could end with them swallowed whole by a chaos beast that had suddenly awakened.
Or they might be swept into a chaos current formed by a suddenly raging chaos vortex, its terrifying power tearing them straight to dust.
But to Transcendents, the dangers of the chaos were nothing much!
Chaos beasts?
Weren't they walking ingredients?
Chaos vortices?
Weren't they cozy havens where one could stop and rest at will?
Especially when several beings with Transcendent-level combat strength gathered together, they would encounter virtually no danger in the chaos.
Unless their luck was truly rotten to the core-the kind of luck where even a Transcendent couldn't keep water from getting stuck in his teeth.
Su Wen and his companions were clearly not that unlucky.
At last, after eight thousand years of both sides traveling toward each other, a second member of the Destruction race appeared.
After the Destruction figure called and called a thousand times, the second member of the Destruction race appeared before the Destruction figure, who had suffered the most, toiled the hardest, and endured torment in his heart, like a peerless hero riding on seven-colored auspicious clouds.
But before the two Destructions could join forces, Baili Chaoge and Sui Ruo attacked together.
In mere moments, they suppressed the second Destruction.
In that instant, the two Destructions exchanged a look.
"This is what you meant by too many wolves and too little