FIZZ! FIZZ!

Countless rays of sparkling yellow light shot out of the gaping spatial tunnel.

Before Pei Qiqi could say anything, the Chaos Behemoth’s enormous head stuck out of the spatial tunnel.

WHOOSH!

Its vastly long tail was still wriggling in the bottomless tunnel like a winding mountain range.

Feng Beiluo, Yuan Jiuchuan, and a group of so-called crooked cultivators, who were following it, were all cursing in pain.

Finally, the Chaos Behemoth, which had already shrunk many times, made it through the spatial tunnel in whole.

Pei Qiqi’s expression flickered.

She and Nie Tian had once entered the underground space the Chaos Behemoth had created at the heart of the Shatter Battlefield.

However, since the Chaos Behemoth had been lifeless back then, they had focused their attention on the chaotic energies that had filled that vast, isolated space.

For this reason, she had no idea what the Chaos Behemoth actually looked like.

Now, after squeezing through the spatial tunnel, the Chaos Behemoth rapidly expanded to its true...