Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 86 - : The Watchdog of Chaos City

"Is this what a Chaos Demon God looks like after attaining the Dao? This power is unfathomable."

Unlike the many Quasi-Saint-level demon gods, the weaker ones harbor an almost fanatical devotion deep in their hearts. Why do they travel thousands of miles, risking their lives, to come to Chaos City? Is it not to seek the strongest path of cultivation? To obtain the supreme method of refining the divine and demonic self?

At this moment, the Primordial Ancient Serpent displayed an unbelievable supernatural power. With a mere flick of a finger, it effortlessly reduced a Quasi-Saint-level demon god to the weakest of beings.

What kind of divine ability is this? What kind of power does a true demon god wield?

This is precisely the kind of strength, these supernatural abilities, and these unfathomable techniques that are worth any risk to obtain.

All the Chaos Demon Gods stared at Gu Chuan in awe and yearning. If they could gain even a fraction of this great being's cultivation method, perhaps they too could ascend to such heights.

Even Quasi-Saint-level demon gods were no exception.

Although they possessed vast magical power, their control over it was crude—like a child wielding a weapon without understanding its true techniques.

A Quasi-Saint who has mastered divine abilities and one who has not are as different as heaven and earth.

If the foundation of power lies in the comprehension of laws, then supernatural abilities are the methods of wielding them. Different divine techniques bring forth vastly different degrees of strength.

It is akin to martial arts—two warriors may possess equal strength, yet one who only knows basic strikes is far inferior to one who has mastered the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms.

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Technique refines raw power into something invincible.

The world of chaos is still in its primitive era. Few Chaos Demon Gods have grasped divine abilities. Most rely solely on their natural talent and brute instincts in battle.

At that moment, a voice trembled in terror:

"Primordial Ancient Serpent! Spare me, please! I was wrong—I was truly wrong! I should not have listened to the deceitful words of the Dark Demon Wolf and provoked you. It was their treachery that led me astray! Those bastards led me down this path! If not for their schemes, I would never have acted against you. Please, have mercy!"

The Three-Headed Demon Dog lay in the void, its three heads wailing in unison. In desperation, it poured all blame onto the now-dead Dark Demon Wolf and its allies.

After all, the dead cannot defend themselves.

To be honest, the Three-Headed Demon Dog did not even fear death itself. But Gu Chuan's mysterious and terrifying supernatural power filled it with such dread that it shook to its very core.

Losing its power as a supreme demon god—this fate was worse than death.

It truly repented.

Gu Chuan's voice was calm, yet his words carried the weight of law.

"Though you did not attack me, your heart was filled with murderous intent. Death will be spared, but punishment is inevitable.

From this moment on, you shall serve as the watchdog of Chaos City.

Should you repent sincerely, your power shall return.

If you do not... then for all eternity, you shall remain nothing but a dog."

Gu Chuan spoke lightly, as if delivering an immutable decree.

Initially, he had considered killing the Three-Headed Demon Dog, but after some thought, he realized Chaos City required guardians. He could not be expected to handle every threat personally.

Thus, he allowed it to live—as a watchdog.

"Thank you, Primordial Ancient Serpent! I will mend my ways and strive to redeem myself!"

Tears of gratitude streamed from the Three-Headed Demon Dog's eyes.

It could feel its lost power beginning to recover, and it was ecstatic. At the same time, its fear of Gu Chuan deepened.

However, there was a condition—its power would only return as long as it remained within Chaos City. The moment it strayed beyond the city's boundaries, the Chaos Seal upon its body would activate, instantly stripping away all of its strength.

Gu Chuan had ensured that even a watchdog required strength—how else would it guard the gates?

Seeing this, the surrounding Chaos Demon Gods were struck with terror.

This was the power of a true supernatural being in the chaos—with a flick of his fingers, the heavens shift; with a wave of his hand, storms rise and fall.

The Three-Headed Demon Dog was infamous, feared, and stood alongside the Dark Demon Wolf as one of the most powerful Quasi-Saint demon gods. Yet now, it had been reduced to a mere gatekeeper.

Gu Chuan gazed down at the gathered demons.

"You may enter Chaos City to rest, but only in human form."

His words were not a suggestion—they were law.

If Chaos City were to allow every demon god to enter in their original forms, no matter how vast the city was, it would never be enough.

But in human form, size and stature would remain relatively uniform, making management far more efficient.

This principle, Gu Chuan knew, was fundamental to civilization.

Even in the great prehistoric ages to come, demon beasts and divine beings alike would take on human form. Beyond enlightenment, order was the foundation of civilization.

It was akin to the Qin Dynasty's standardization—unifying measurements, script, and governance.

Without uniformity, how could one build cities? How could different beings live together?

What if some demon gods were the size of mountains, while others were as small as rabbits? The disparity would be chaotic and unsustainable.

Thus, transformation was necessary—for governance, for unity, and for the rise of a true civilization.

"Thank you, Venerable!"

Many demon gods were overjoyed. They had long wished to step into Chaos City and see the legendary place built by this great being.

More importantly, outside Chaos City was a lawless abyss.

The weak were preyed upon by the strong. It was a land where demon gods devoured each other without mercy.

But inside Chaos City?

Here, they would be under the protection of a supreme power. Here, no demon god would dare act recklessly.

This was a sanctuary.

Gu Chuan's gaze swept across them.

"Those who enter Chaos City must follow two laws.

First: No one shall cause unnecessary disturbances. Those who violate this shall be punished with hard labor.

Second: No one shall engage in combat or bloodshed. Those who violate this shall be executed without mercy."

His voice was steady, but the weight of his words crushed the very air.

"Yes, Venerable!"

The demon gods bowed with deep reverence.

Once, such rules might have been ignored.

But now?

After witnessing nine demon gods slaughtered effortlessly...

After seeing the Three-Headed Demon Dog reduced to a mere watchdog...

Not a single one dared disobey.

Chaos City had laws now.

And the law was absolute.