Han Huang, Primordial Origin, Huang Zuntian, Zhao Shuangquan, the Ultimate God of Punishment, the Primordial Ancestor God, the Nine-Headed Divine Spirit, Emperor, Han Ye, Formless World, and so on.
The top mighty figures of the Chaos were all silent. They didn't give the order to attack, much less boost morale.
Despair and fear spread throughout the Chaos.
Han Jue was disappointed and pretended to be disdainful. "Are you really giving up? I originally thought that the Chaos would fight until the end. Even if you die, you will die in battle. Do you know what the Ninth Chaos who created the Chaos said before he died?
"He begged me to let you all go. Can you imagine a transcendent existence standing at the end of cultivation, controlling space and time, controlling fate, and controlling creation begging me like a mortal?"
The Dark Forbidden Lord's words made all the mighty figures furious.
Han Huang looked up, his eyes filled with killing intent.
