The chaotic energy churned violently, and faintly, it seemed as though a face was watching Qin Jun and the others.
Like an almighty god overlooking mortals, indifferent and contemptuous.
Qin Jun furrowed his brows, emitting a displeased cold snort. He knew this face all too well—it was none other than Taiyi Chaos's visage.
Seeing this face ignited a burning fury within him.
"Taiyi! Get down here!"
Qin Jun glared darkly and cursed. The others widened their eyes, exchanging puzzled glances, some unable to comprehend Qin Jun's words.
Who was Taiyi?
Wasn't the one above supposed to be the Primordial deity who created Chaos?
Faced with Qin Jun's wrath, Taiyi Chaos did not manifest physically, and the giant face above remained still, as if it were merely an illusion.
What was going on?
Qin Jun's frown deepened, and he quickly realized—the face above was not actually Taiyi Chaos.
