"Damn it! Move! Move!"
The Dark Demon Wolf's fur bristled, and sheer terror gripped its heart. Its mind was filled with dread as it realized it was completely immobilized. If one were caught by a Chaos Demon God in the boundless chaos, the outcome was predictable—death was certain.
It frantically channeled the power of a demon god, struggling to break free from the restraints of the Chaos Realm. However, the gap in strength between itself and the enemy was like heaven and earth—utterly insurmountable.
It was like an ant being pinned beneath an elephant; no matter how much it struggled, escape was impossible.
The other demon gods sensed the same oppressive force.
At that moment, Gu Chuan moved. He raised his palm, and within it, the Laws of Yin and Yang surged. Black and white intertwined, forming an enormous Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams grinding disc.
The Yin-Yang energies spun ceaselessly, exuding an aura of life and death. Anything caught within would be ground to dust—body, soul, and all. Even a Chaos Demon God would be reduced to nothingness.
"Stop! Stop! Stop this instant!"
In the next second, Gu Chuan's colossal hand grasped the Dark Demon Wolf. The Yin-Yang energy swept through its demonic body. A shrill, bone-chilling scream tore through the chaos as the wolf howled in agony, like a pig being slaughtered.
But its fear was meaningless.
Gu Chuan's palm pressed down lightly.
Boom!
The Dark Demon Wolf exploded into a mess of flesh and blood. Even its soul was shattered into dust.
Thus, a once-feared demon god of chaos was slain in an instant, without even a corpse left behind.
"Impossible..."
Many demon gods trembled. Some gulped, while others stood frozen in shock. They knew all too well how terrifying the Dark Demon Wolf was.
It had ruled its domain for countless epochs, standing as one of the overlords of chaos.
Yet, such a mighty being had been obliterated with a mere slap. It hadn't even had the chance to resist.
Had they not witnessed it themselves, they would never have believed it.
But this was just the beginning.
Gu Chuan did not immediately kill all nine Quasi-Saint-level demon gods. Instead, he intended to make an example of them, demonstrating the consequences of defying him—killing one to warn a hundred.
"Fellow Daoists, help us! Attack this Primordial Ancient Serpent! This bastard never intended to preach to us—he lured us here to slaughter us! If you don't act now, we will all die!"
The Raging Flame Demon Tiger roared, trying to incite the watching demon gods to act. If they could rally others, there was still hope of survival.
Before it could say another word—
Boom!
Gu Chuan's palm descended once more.
"Aaargh!"
A bloodcurdling scream echoed. Like the Dark Demon Wolf before it, the Raging Flame Demon Tiger was crushed in an instant. Even its powerful demonic body stood no chance against the overwhelming force of Yin and Yang.
The onlookers shuddered.
Another overlord-class Chaos Demon God had perished, obliterated as if it were nothing more than an insect.
"Spare me! Spare me! I beg you!"
The Thunder Monitor Lizard collapsed in the chaos, its body trembling uncontrollably. It had lost all composure, reduced to a groveling wreck.
If it could turn back time, it would never have stood against this ancient serpent. They had come believing they were the hunters, but in truth, they were the prey.
But it was far too late.
Gu Chuan's gaze remained cold and indifferent. He had no interest in listening to the lizard's pleas. Anyone who dared attack him was already a dead man walking.
Boom!
With another effortless slap, the Thunder Monitor Lizard disintegrated into nothingness, leaving behind only a fragment of the Primordial Law of Thunder.
One by one, the remaining Quasi-Saint demon gods panicked.
"Smash the vacuum! Break the Source! We have to escape!"
A desperate demon god unleashed all its power, igniting its very essence in a last-ditch attempt to break free from the chaotic realm.
But no matter how fiercely it struggled, it was futile.
Boom!
Gu Chuan crushed it effortlessly, harvesting yet another fragment of primordial law.
"You won't die a peaceful death! You'll suffer a fate worse than death!" one demon god cursed in sheer terror.
"I will never let you go, even in death! I will haunt you for eternity!" another shrieked.
"Please, spare us! We will serve you for eternity!" a third begged.
But it made no difference.
Gu Chuan's slaughter continued, his movements precise and rhythmic.
Strike—dead.
Strike—dead.
Strike—dead again.
One after another, the remaining Quasi-Saint demon gods were crushed, their bodies shattered, their souls erased. Their primordial principles floated in the chaos, glowing brilliantly.
Under normal circumstances, the surviving demon gods would have scrambled to seize the remnants of such powerful beings.
But now, they dared not move.
Cold sweat dripped from their foreheads. Their bodies felt as if they had been submerged in ice water.
Because Gu Chuan had made it deliberately clear—this was their fate should they oppose him.
The nine mighty demon gods had been erased like ants beneath his heel.
Shot to death the moment he struck.
Shot to death without even a chance to resist.
An overwhelming silence fell over the remaining demon gods.
Their terror knew no bounds.