What?!
The Primordial Evil God was immediately startled. It felt as though those two words were spoken like the tolling of a Chaos Bell, forming a law of the Great Dao that bombarded the depths of its sea of consciousness, violently shaking its soul.
You must understand—this was the ultimate Evil God, embodying power at the very peak. Yet just two words had made it dizzy, its mind reeling. What kind of terrifying power was this?
Rumble~~
In an instant, following the echo of that wrathful roar, the sky and the earth dimmed. The universal laws that governed all directions came to a halt, and even the chaotic airflow froze at that very moment.
Even the Primordial Evil Gods and countless other gods were rendered motionless, unable to move.
"This...!"
The gods were horrified. They discovered that under this overwhelming power, even they—as gods—could not resist. It was as if they were being suppressed by the entirety of the universe itself.
Even trying to mobilize their divine power was futile. It was as if every ounce of strength in their divine bodies had been shackled, their energy frozen in place.
"Impossible!"
The Primordial Evil God widened its eyes. It felt it most acutely—because it was facing Gu Chuan's power head-on. And in that moment, it realized: it wasn't confronting just a god... it was contending with the entire universe.
Even with the combined power of tens of millions of evil gods, how could it possibly stand against the entire cosmos?
Clatter~~
Suddenly, in the sky above Chaos City, a colossal palm formed from the Chaos Airflow and the Three Thousand Daos appeared—it was vast, as if it could shroud the heavens and blot out the sun.
If one looked closely, they would see intricate palm prints upon the surface of that Chaos Palm—each print a law of the Great Dao, containing infinite mysteries of existence.
The Three Thousand Great Daos gathered into one—this was a universe, and this was the universe within the palm. It was as though this slap contained all things in existence.
When the gods beheld this scene, they felt their own insignificance—mere ants before the vastness of the universe. Compared to it, they were truly nothing.
Then, the Chaos Palm came crashing down—as if the sky and earth were collapsing.
Boom!!
Under the terrified gaze of the Primordial Evil God, its entire body—covered in tens of millions of evil eyes—was shattered in an instant, crumbling like crushed tofu.
"T-This...!"
Countless gods were left dumbfounded. They had just witnessed with their own eyes the destruction of this tyrannical being—one that had fused with tens of millions of evil gods—turned into powder.
"This... this is too much."
The gods couldn't believe what they were seeing. Just moments ago, the Primordial Evil God was overwhelmingly powerful—an invincible existence, the king among God Kings, beyond the realm of eternity.
It was unseen, untouchable, undetectable—an embodiment of destruction and the law of the end. Yet now, with just one palm, the City Lord had utterly destroyed it.
What kind of divine power was this?
What kind of supernatural technique could this be?!
It was simply too monstrous to comprehend.
To be honest, many gods wondered if they were dreaming. This was beyond belief.
Clatter~~
However, in the next moment, the shattered pieces began to wriggle. The powder gathered again, swiftly reconstructing the body of the Primordial Evil God, complete with its countless evil eyes.
"Damn you, Lord of Chaos City! How dare you humiliate me like this?! You and I are sworn enemies unto death! You cannot kill me! I, the Primordial Evil God, am immortal—even you cannot end me!"
The Primordial Evil God roared with fury. Its body was immortal—no matter how many times it was pulverized, it would regenerate.
It was the unified manifestation of the fear of all living beings. As long as fear persisted, so too would its existence.
Unless all life was eradicated, it would continue to revive—again and again.
That was the most terrifying aspect of the Primordial Evil God.
"Foolishness."
Another voice echoed out. Then, above Chaos City, a book appeared—its entire body pitch black, filled with an eerie, sinister aura.
Upon this book, four large characters shone ominously—Book of Grotesque. Dense waves of strangeness surged across its pages, as if each page contained a grotesque tale—an entire grotesque world.
"Damn it! What is that?!"
"Run! That book is grotesque—it's suppressing us evil gods!"
"Damn it, how can the Chaos City Lord be this terrifying? Even our grotesque powers are being restrained—what a joke!"
The moment this book appeared, the Primordial Evil Gods felt a chilling terror. It was as though this artifact had been crafted solely to suppress them.
Instantly, the Primordial Evil God turned to flee—its confidence in confronting the Chaos City Lord completely shattered.
They simply couldn't understand him. Who was this Lord of Chaos City? What kind of secrets and strength did he possess?
Rumble~~
But it was already too late.
The Book of Grotesque opened with a loud rustling sound, and from its pages, black, writhing tentacles emerged.
These tentacles were like the hands of law—countless, reaching into the trillions—instantly enveloping and binding the Primordial Evil God.
"Impossible! How can you catch me?!"
The Primordial Evil God screamed. It struggled desperately. Countless evil eyes burst with destructive power, trying to break free.
But it was futile. The tentacles—hands of universal law—dragged it into the Book of Grotesque.
"Aahhh! Let me go, damn you, Chaos City Lord! You rely on Magic Treasures to bully others—how is that honorable?! Let me fight you properly for three hundred rounds!"
Even as the Primordial Evil God was pulled into the book, the evil gods within it began to struggle, trying to escape its control. They scattered in all directions.
Bang!
The Book of Grotesque slammed shut. No matter how the evil gods struggled, they were instantly imprisoned—becoming nothing more than stories on its pages.
"The grotesque doomsday dares to appear before me... Do you really think you can escape?"
Whoosh!
In the next second, Gu Chuan flew out of Chaos City, grabbed toward the void, and seized a grotesque doomsday hiding within the depths.
It was a small black orb, the size of a fist, exuding a bizarre and terrifying aura. It spun slowly, and within it surged endless supernatural power.
It was as though this black sphere was a universe of its own—a Grotesque Universe.