With the resurrection of the Demon God, all memories about the High Tower Master were displayed.
Seeing the Divine Skills exhibited by the High Tower Master,
the shadowy Chaos Demon Gods from the outside world, who intended to rush forward together, unanimously halted in their tracks.
They looked suspiciously at the silver-white tower that filled most of their vision and was impossible to ignore.
All of them had a premonition.
As long as they enter the domain of this Demon Prison Realm, they would, like the one before them, be unable to resist the allure of the High Tower Master, being sucked into the thirty-six thousand layers of worlds within the tower, facing death at every turn...
Although the final chance of survival seemed quite enticing.
Not only would they remove the hidden danger of Chaos, but they would also be supplemented, seemingly gaining a better and more hopeful rebirth.
Yet, the Chaos Demon Gods were well-seasoned veterans.
From the shadowy Demon God’s body, they quickly discerned deeper things.
The reborn Chaos Demon God, and those wisdom creatures coming out of the tower from all directions.
Despite appearing to have merely recovered as before, in essence, they were like fish that had climbed ashore, never to be fish again.
They were puppets of the High Tower Master, from body to soul, to thoughts at that moment, everything and everything was under the control of the High Tower Master.
This seemed quite similar to the great consciousness of Chaos, but in fact, the great consciousness of Chaos only reacted and influenced them when conquering, destroying, and assimilating Time Domains.
Usually, they could still possess their personal desires.
But the High Tower Master before them... was more like a master behind the scenes with subjective initiative.
It wrote scripts for every puppet that survived and let them begin to perform.
Compared to the operations of the High Tower Master,
one must admit that Chaos seemed to become gentler by comparison.
Even the Demon Lords had to say to the High Tower Master, you are a bit extreme.
In the next moment, the shadowy Chaos Demon Gods prepared for Divine Thought communication.
They all, separated by the Barrier of the Demon Prison Realm, gathered Great Mana and unleashed their respective ultimate skills.
Beams of multi-colored light immediately pierced through the sky of the Demon Prison Realm, creating gaps, and struck the surroundings of the silver-white tower.
These beams eerily could not truly touch the silver-white tower.
Upon approaching within tens of kilometers, they would diverge and appear elsewhere.
Some cores were certain Chaos Demon Artifacts.
These Demon Artifacts ended up disappearing without a trace together with the beams once they flew into the air.
The Demon Prison Ancient Tree, cooperating with the Chaos Demon Gods’ offensive, erupted again.
Around the silver-white tower, tree roots tens of thousands of meters high appeared, spreading over like venomous snakes.
In constant probing, a tree root suddenly reached near the silver-white tower and managed to touch the tower.
Then, before the external Chaos Demon Gods could feel elated, thinking their cooperation began to take effect, showing the High Tower Master indeed had limits.
The Demon Prison Ancient Tree disappeared.
In the Demon Prison Realm, the hundreds of tens of thousands of meters-high Demon Prison Ancient Trees vanished simultaneously.
Only leaving behind bottomless large pits in place.
And with the disappearance of the Demon Prison Ancient Tree, the entire great world’s Spiritual Energy began to stir restlessly.
An ancient and dull deep sound echoed at this moment.
The gigantic eyeball situated at the center of the great world’s surface was forced to stop slumbering, slowly opening.
Without the assistance of the Demon Prison Ancient Tree, just the opening of its eyelid caused thousands of Arrays around it to shatter, resulting in massive explosions.
The eyeball didn’t care about these trivial matters, once fully opened, it immediately understood the causes and effects.
"This world should not be tainted by you!"
"This is a place first favored by the great consciousness of Chaos!"
Accompanied by the demonic sound emitted by the single eyeball.
Cracks appeared in the sky like a mirror.
From these cracks, one could vaguely see the illusion of countless eyes emerging, gazing at the silver-white tower.
"Our Lord is the Lord of all things!"
"Here to realize the wishes of all creation!"
"Praise the High Tower Master with us, for past and future, only the High Tower Master can grant you redemption and tranquility..."
Facing the myriad Demon Eyes in the sky.
At the top of the silver-white tower, a glaring white light emerged.
Within the white light, a pale, elongated humanoid figure emerged, raising its head to gaze at the sky.
This pale, elongated figure had no features, appearing more like a pure white skin suit person.
However, when it raised its head.
Those Demon Prison Realm natives who hadn’t been swallowed by the tower felt the urge to prostrate themselves in worship.
Some of the Demon Prison Realm natives knelt down, their mouths wide open, and they called out the name of Kars.
Kars, the most ancient god in the oldest myths of the Demon Prison Realm’s natives, existing since the birth of their civilization, the Creator God.
Even though their civilization had endured hundreds of thousands of years of storms, and even being swallowed by Chaos, becoming the servants of the Chaos Demon Gods.
As long as the Demon Prison Realm’s magic civilization continued, the legend of this most ancient god would persist.
With the appearance of the High Tower Master.
The Ancient God buried deep within the subconscious sea of billions of beings.
Could be materialized under its power.
Making all the native beings of the Demon Prison Realm, upon sensing its aura, instinctively believe that this was indeed the earthly manifestation of the most ancient god.