Chapter 1178: The Art of Words (1/2)

The three sovereigns of the sacred lands trembled and shivered in a corner. The chaos beasts that the lizard-dragon had just eaten were all on par with sovereigns in the chaos, and many times stronger than the three of them who’d just set foot in the cultivation realm.

But this dragon that looked like a lizard had just casually popped those beasts into its mouth??

The lizard-dragon’s eyes rolled around and fixed on the three.

“I, I’m not tasty!” one of the sovereigns blurted out with a sob. “I’m bony, dry, and just all around not good to eat!”

“I don’t want to eat you,” yawned the content lizard-dragon. “Be a good toy and stay quiet on the side.”

“Y-yes.” Feeling like they’d been pardoned from a death sentence, the three sovereigns scrambled to get out of the way.

The abyss had completely enveloped the Dubiety gate by now and the chaos beasts that’d been streaming through it came to a halt. Though they lacked civilization and enlightenment, they still possessed intelligence. When they discovered the abnormalities on the other side of the gate, they naturally paused and refrained from going to their deaths.

“Not coming in anymore?” A bloated lizard-dragon approached the gate and sneered at the packs of beasts in the Dubiety Realm. “What am I going to eat if you’re all staying outside?”

It stuck its head out of the abyss, opened its mouth wide, and sucked in the air of the Dubiety Realm.

A terrifying suction force exploded out of its mouth and created fearsome gales in the realm, swirling chaos beast after chaos beast into the abyss.

Absolute pandemonium erupted through the Dubiety Realm. Chaos beasts shrieked and squawked for dear life, scattering for survival in all directions. However, they were as weak as ants compared to the lizard-dragon, so there was nowhere they could escape to.

The pressure on the other five palaces suddenly more than doubled. Frantic chaos beasts pounded through the other five gates, but purely in a bid for survival rather than to launch an offensive.

Those of the Inception, Ethos, Opposition, Nirvana, and Burgeon Palaces watched with mouth agape. There were chaos beasts streaming out in front of them wailing, “Don’t eat me!” and fleeing helter-skelter with terrified tears and snot streaming down their faces.

“What’s going on in the Dubiety Realm?” Several Inception sovereigns looked at each other blankly, not daring to attack the chaos beasts in this state of mind.

“I… don’t know? Maybe someone’s doing something about the Dubiety Realm?” No one had any idea.

“But they’ve gone completely mad. What do we do? Let them charge into the chaos like this?”

“But…” The thought was still unfinished before an enormous roar echoed from the realm.

“Come back!

“Come back!

“Come back!!” The phrase reverberated in the void and oscillated into strange sound waves, careening into each other and giving rise to more echoes. They seemed to possess some sort of magic as they tapped into the various orders of the chaos the moment they appeared.

In the blink of an eye, the hordes of chaos beasts rushing out of the other five gates seemed strangely bewitched. They traveled back to the gate in whatever manner they rushed out of it, leaving none in the realm outside after the span of a breath.

“The art of Words!” Palace experts gaped at the sight. Even the five sacred monarchs locked in battle looked blankly at their respective gates.

The art of Words!