Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 284: A Challenge to the Ancient Demon God

"Sword River King? So it's you, little one."

Gu Chuan nodded, recalling the figure of King Sword River from his vast memories.

He remembered when he first arrived at the Giant Axe Arena, and Pangu had sought to refine the Chaos Tower alone while also hoping to guide and educate his disciples.

Among those disciples was the Sword River King.

Back then, he was merely an ordinary Demon God at the Immemorial Golden Immortal level. Yet, against all odds, he had grown to his current level, stepping into the realm of God Kings, mastering eighty-one Dao.

It was said that he had once ventured to the outermost edges of the heavens and myriad realms, where he waged battle against a swarm of Zerg. With a single strike of his sword, he obliterated an entire Zerg nest.

That sword strike had been earth-shattering—like a vast galactic cluster being cleaved apart by a single slash. His sword energy could penetrate entire worlds, his might unparalleled even among the many God Kings.

Thus, he became known as the King of the Sword River.

"It's an honor, City Lord, that you still remember me," said Sword River King, his voice filled with excitement.

In truth, in this boundless Chaos World, no one was older or more powerful than Gu Chuan. To him, all beings—no matter how mighty—were nothing more than "little ones."

Of course, few could even stand before him and speak.

"King Sword River, what are you waiting for? Who are you talking to?"

At that moment, another God King appeared. He was clad in white robes, a three-foot emerald sword strapped to his back. His entire being radiated the essence of swordsmanship, piercing the sky itself.

With each step, he seemed to manifest his own sword domain, within which he reigned supreme. Countless weapons trembled in submission before him.

He was another elder of the Giant Axe Arena—Sky Sword King.

Renowned as a supreme master of the sword, his Heavenly Sword spanned across the cosmos, his Sword Qi Soaring to the Heavens capable of piercing through the Three Thousand Great Thousand Worlds. He was an unparalleled force, rivaling even the King of the Sword River.

"Indeed," another voice rang out. "This is our once-in-10-billion-year contest to determine the next leader of the Giant Axe Arena. Yet here you are, missing at such a critical moment. Could it be that you lack confidence and are deliberately stalling for time?"

The speaker was the Tyrannical Spear King.

He wielded a True Dragon Spear, exuding a dominating aura.

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The moment he appeared, he formed his own Overlord Realm—wherever he walked, all things surrendered before him. All creatures instinctively lowered their heads in reverence.

He was a born ruler, one who had mastered the Dao of the Overlord.

"Haha! In my opinion, there is no need for this contest at all. Just admit defeat—you all cannot withstand my hammer!"

A titanic figure strode forth. Even in his humanoid form, he towered above the other God Kings.

In his hands, he wielded a Chaos Magic Treasure—the Giant Flame Hammer. His every movement radiated a terrifying power, as though he had grasped the very essence of Strength. Every fiber of his muscles contained an explosive might.

The moment he appeared, even space itself trembled. The ground hummed, and dust swirled in response to his presence.

He was the infamous Flame Hammer King, whose hammer strikes could shatter entire worlds with ease.

One by one, other God Kings appeared.

Yet, for the lesser beings present, their existence remained unfathomable. The overwhelming God King Realm aura radiating from them isolated their presence, rendering them invisible to ordinary perception.

Though they stood in the same space, it was as if they resided in an entirely separate dimension.

"Show some respect. The City Lord is here."

Sword River King raised his voice, silencing his comrades. He knew that to offend the Lord of Chaos City was to court disaster. Even if they were now God Kings, their power was meaningless before this primordial existence, whose strength had remained unfathomable since the dawn of chaos.

Even after stepping into the realm of God Kings, Sword River King could still not fathom how vast the gap between them remained.

Rather than narrowing, the distance between them seemed to grow infinitely larger.

What?!

The other God Kings were shocked. Only now did they finally notice Gu Chuan standing nearby.

No wonder they had failed to sense him—Gu Chuan's passive presence continuously erased his existence, rendering him imperceptible even to God Kings.

If not for the Sword River King, whose supreme mastery of the Dao of the Sword had sharpened his senses to the utmost limit, they would never have realized his presence.

"City Lord."

Each God King hurriedly cupped their hands in respect. Before them stood the oldest Demon God of Chaos, the one whose handiwork shaped the entire Chaos World. Everything they possessed was but a mere fraction of his light.

"There is no need for excessive formality," Gu Chuan said, waving his hand. "I have only just emerged from my Closed-Door Training and decided to wander through the Giant Axe Arena. If you still have matters to attend to, you may leave."

Leave? Impossible!

The God Kings all shared the same thought.

In truth, the chance to meet the Chaos City Lord was rarer than anything—perhaps even in billions of epochs, such an encounter would not happen again.

Their contest was merely a once-in-10-billion-year affair—something they had repeated countless times. Missing this match meant nothing.

But missing this moment?

That would be the greatest regret of their existence.

"City Lord!"

At that moment, Flame Hammer King stepped forward, his eyes blazing with excitement.

"This request may be presumptuous," he said, gripping his hammer tightly, "but would you be willing to fight me?"

His gaze burned with unshakable determination.

"To be honest, I wish to understand just how vast the gap truly is between myself and the strongest being in Chaos!"

A tense silence followed.

The other God Kings were stunned.

This reckless fool actually dared to utter such words?

Of course, they should have expected it.

Even in ancient times, Flame Hammer King had been fearless, constantly challenging his master Pangu—only to be repeatedly beaten black and blue, left bedridden for years at a time.

And yet, he relished the experience.

But to challenge the Chaos City Lord himself?

Still... deep down, they all shared his curiosity.

They longed to witness the true power of this legendary existence—the one who stood at the pinnacle of Chaos, a being whose mere presence could shatter doomsday itself.

As disciples of Pangu, they feared no foe.

No matter how mighty the opponent, their will to fight would never waver.

Even if it meant facing death itself.

For this was their Martial Dao.