"No way... What a joke. Just a single sentence, and it stopped the movent of ti and space."
At that mont in Chaos City, countless Demon Gods witnessed the scene. Their eyes widened in disbelief. Even though they had seen the Chaos City Lord take action before, this surpassed their imagination.
After all, these three were not ordinary Demon Gods. They were Dao-level Demon Gods, beings who had mastered the Dao itself—far superior to the Quasi-Saint-level Demon Gods before them.
They acknowledged that the Chaos City Lord was the strongest in all of Chaos, but they had never thought he was this powerful.
A Dao-level Demon God, a pinnacle existence, had been rendered completely motionless with just a single word—unable to resist, unable to exert any power.
How powerful was the Chaos City Lord?
Could it be that even Dao-level Demon Gods were utterly insignificant before him?!
"Brother Dao, what do you think is the difference between us and the Chaos City Lord?"
A Dao-level Demon God asked, his voice trembling slightly.
"I can't even see it. The gap is so vast that I can't even comprehend it."
Another Dao-level Demon God shook his head, bitterness evident in his eyes.
At that mont, many Demon Gods felt despair. If they could see the gap, there would be hope of bridging it. But now, they couldn't even perceive the difference. How could they possibly catch up? They had no idea how far apart they were from the Chaos City Lord, let alone how to reach him.
For the younger Demon Gods, the blow was even more devastating. They had once questioned the Chaos City Lord's strength, believing it to be exaggerated. After all, once one attained enlightennt and grasped the Dao, could there really be such an insurmountable difference?
But now?
There were three Dao-level Demon Gods before them—not so re mortals, not sothing as common as roadside weeds—three of them.
Yet with just one sentence, the Chaos City Lord had effortlessly imprisoned them, rendering them as powerless as ants.
This... This was the true power of Chaos.
At that mont, all the gathered Demon Gods felt suffocated. Even speaking beca difficult.
So fell into despair.
But others... were filled with excitent.
Because this ant there was no limit.
Many had believed that attaining the Dao was the end, that there was no further path to power. That this was the ultimate peak of a Demon God's cultivation.
But they had been wrong.
The Chaos City Lord had demonstrated an undeniable truth—attaining the Dao was only the beginning. The so-called peak was nothing more than the first step of a hundred-thousand-mile journey.
As the Demon Gods in Chaos City reeled from shock, those directly affected—the Three-Eyed Demon Monkey, the Vajra Demon Pig, and the Gloomy Cat—descended into despair.
"Impossible! Why can't we move?! Move! Move, damn it!"
The Vajra Demon Pig roared, its expression savage. It tried to circulate its Vajra Dao, attempting to break free from the shackles of chaotic ti and space.
But it was futile.
It was like a mosquito trapped inside a glass jar—no matter how hard it struggled, it could not break free. The constraints upon it exceeded the limits of its very existence.
Like an ant trying to push over a giant tree.
The difference was too great.
"How... How can the Chaos City Lord be this powerful?"
The Gloomy Cat was in utter despair.
It had believed that, even if they could not defeat the Chaos City Lord, they would at least be able to retreat safely.
But now?
The battle hadn't even begun.
They had barely exchanged a single word before being imprisoned completely.
If they were to die here, they would beco the most miserable Dao-level Demon Gods in history.
If only there were a way to undo their actions... If only they had never dared to provoke the Chaos City Lord...
But regrets were useless now.
They had been arrogant.
Reckless.
Foolish.
What a laughable display. No wonder the other Chaos Demon Gods had only watched with amusent.
Even beings as powerful as the Lord of Light, Lord of Darkness, and Lord of the Furnace did not dare to offend the Chaos City Lord. They deliberately avoided his territory, knowing full well the consequences of crossing him.
And yet, they had co here.
Blind. Ignorant. Suicidal.
Now it was too late.
"Impossible... How could the gap between us be this vast? How could it be so great that it leads only to despair? What is happening?"
The Three-Eyed Demon Monkey, who had once been filled with confidence, was the first to completely collapse.
It had believed itself to be nearly invincible.
It had mastered three Daos.
It had thought that, aside from the most ancient and powerful gods, it could roam freely without fear.
Even against the Chaos City Lord, it had believed it could, at the very least, retreat safely.
And yet, the mont they t—just one sentence—and it had lost everything.
Not even a chance to fight.
Not even a chance to resist.
Before, it had felt insulted that the Chaos City Lord did not even reveal his true body to battle them.
But now?
Thinking back, it prayed that the Chaos City Lord had never considered them worth his full attention.
Had he fought seriously, they would have been erased in an instant.
"How foolish we were..."
The Three-Eyed Demon Monkey trembled.
For the first ti, it truly understood the weight of the title 'Strongest in Chaos'.
It was not just a na.
It was a truth.
An undeniable, irrefutable, absolute truth.
It was an insurmountable force.
A power beyond power.
Like a monkey from a small village, stepping out into the world for the first ti, thinking it could challenge the strongest warriors—only to realize it knew nothing.
It had not even understood what strength truly ant.
And now, it was too late.
"Seal."
Above Chaos City, Gu Chuan stood calmly in the sky, his voice indifferent.
RUMBLE~~
In an instant, three Chaos Sealing Runes materialized in the depths of the chaotic void. Each rune was woven from three thousand laws, as if containing the very fabric of an entire universe.
BOOM!
In the next mont, the runes rged into the bodies of the Three-Eyed Demon Monkey, the Gloomy Cat, and the Vajra Demon Pig.
Their power—fading.
Dissipating.
With just a single breath, their cultivation crumbled.
From towering Dao-level beings, they fell to the level of re Human Immortals.
For the Chaos Demon Gods, such strength was as insignificant as a speck of dust.
Their power had not rely been weakened—they had been stripped of it entirely.
As if they had never been strong to begin with.
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