Primordial Era: I am a treasure trove, full of magical treasures.

The Chaotic Demon God stood in the chaotic void, looking back towards the primordial world, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He was released by Xuanbao, and along with his other unfortunate comrades, they were all thrown into the chaos.

"Damn it, what kind of mess is this?" One of the demon gods spat, his face full of displeasure. "A dignified Chaos Demon God, actually has to serve as a pawn for a post-natal being."

"Let's keep quiet," Riot sighed. "That kid's ruthless and heartless. Our lives are in his hands now; we have no choice but to submit. But—"

He abruptly changed the subject, a cold glint in his eyes: "Now that we're out here, we can't let our work go to waste. It's time to teach those old enemies from the Chaos a lesson they won't forget."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the others lit up simultaneously.

They were all among the "lowest" of the Chaos Gods—though "lowest" isn't entirely accurate, since even a Saint at the sixth level of the Chaos Realm could be considered a powerful figure in the Chaos. But compared to the top-ranking Gods, they truly had to keep a low profile. Over the years, who hadn't been oppressed by stronger Gods? Who hadn't lost their world and possessions while on the run?

Now that they have Xuanbao as a backer—although this backer is not very reliable, at least it gives them a reason to cause trouble.

The riotous demon god, along with his ragtag army, wandered through the chaos for over a century.

Initially, there were only five—the rioters and four other unfortunate brothers captured by Xuanbao. Like a pack of hungry wolves driven from their den, they roamed the edge of chaos, searching for prey to strike.

The first target is the Blood Demon God.

This Chaos Demon God, at the early stage of the Sixth Heaven, relied on the protection of the Destruction Demon God to run rampant on the edge of chaos for countless epochs. Riot had long disliked him, but had never found an opportunity to deal with him.

That day, the Blood Demon God was enjoying the essence blood of a newly captured Chaos Beast in his crimson fortress when he suddenly sensed six powerful auras descending from the sky. Before he could react, the fortress gate was blasted into pieces.

"Riot?! How are you still alive?!"

The Blood Demon God's pupils constricted sharply upon seeing the leading figure. He clearly remembered that hundreds of years ago, Riot and two of his subordinates had excitedly gone to attack the Primordial World, after which they disappeared without a trace. Everyone assumed they had perished in the Primordial World—after all, such newly formed worlds often harbored contingency plans left by Pangu, and the fall of a few Chaos Demon Gods was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Thanks to you, you're still alive and well." Riot grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth. "But you—well, that's a different story today."

Blood Slaughter Demon God's expression changed. Just as he was about to activate the communication jade talisman to call for reinforcements, Plunder Demon God had already silently appeared behind him, placing a hand on his shoulder. The Plunder Law was activated, instantly draining thirty percent of the magic power from his body.

"Don't bother," the Plundering Demon said with a smile. "The surrounding space has been sealed off; you can't escape."

Blood Demon God was startled. Before he could speak, Riot punched him in the face.

Riot used seven-tenths of his strength in that punch.

The Blood Demon God's head exploded like a watermelon, splattering golden blood and brain matter all over the ground. But the Chaos Demon God's vitality was extremely tenacious; almost instantly, his head reformed, though his aura was noticeably weaker.

"You...you're all insane?!" The Blood Demon God clutched his newly healed head, both shocked and furious. "I am a servant of the Destruction Demon God! You've touched me, the Destruction Demon God will not let you get away with this!"

"The God of Destruction?" Riot scoffed. "He's still healing deep within the Chaos; he doesn't have time to bother with a nobody like you."

He raised his hand and waved it, and the other five demon gods rushed forward, pinning the Blood Slaughter Demon God to the ground and beating him mercilessly.

In that battle, the Blood Demon God was half-dead, his lair was completely looted, and even his Chaos Spiritual Root, which he had treasured for countless epochs, was uprooted by Riot. To make matters worse, before leaving, Riot forcibly planted a restriction in his primordial spirit—a "special product" that Xuanbao had given Riot before his departure, a restriction rune condensed from three thousand laws, specifically used to control the Chaos Demon God.

"What...what did you do to me?!" Blood Demon God felt a cold power enter his primordial spirit, and his face turned deathly pale.

"It's nothing, I just found you someone." Riot patted his face, smiling broadly. "From today onwards, you're one of us."

Blood Demon God: "???"

And so, the rioting "troublemaking squad" grew from five to six people.

Having learned from their first experience, Riot and his gang grew increasingly daring. They began roaming the fringes of chaos, specifically targeting lone chaos gods weaker than themselves. Their tactics were consistent: first, gang up on them, subdue them, then plant restrictions and recruit them.

In just a few decades, the team has grown like a snowball, expanding from the initial six members to fifteen.

The new members included those who had been subdued by the rioters, those who couldn't survive in the chaos and voluntarily joined, and a few who were rescued by the rioters when they were being hunted by enemies and had nowhere else to go. Regardless of their background, once the restriction was placed on them, there was no turning back.

The rioters were well aware of this. He never expected these people to be genuinely loyal—what loyalty could there be among chaotic demons? But as long as the restrictions remained, they wouldn't dare to rebel. And as long as they didn't dare to rebel, they were a good weapon.

As the ranks grew, so did the ambitions of the rioters.

He began to lose interest in bullying lone, insignificant figures and set his sights on powerful and influential Chaos Gods.

The Plundering Demon God also contributed a lot to this. Since the Plundering mode is a solo operation, it gathers information everywhere and then tells the troublemaking team what it knows.

"Next target—the Bone-Eating Demon God." Riot pointed to a dark red dot on the Chaos Star Map from the temporary stronghold. "He's at the peak of the sixth level of Sainthood, with four subordinates at the early stage of the sixth level, and he controls three Great Thousand Worlds. Most importantly—he's the brother of the War Demon God."

The Plundering Demon God frowned: "The War Demon God's brother? If you touch him, aren't you afraid of attracting the War Demon God?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Riot grinned. "We're not trying to kill him, we're just inviting him to 'join us.' Besides—the War God is currently busy fighting with other demon gods for that primordial sea at the center of chaos, he doesn't have time to care about his brother."

The Plundering Demon God pondered for a moment, then nodded: "That makes sense. Shall we go for something big?"

"Dry!"

A month later, the lair of the Bone-Eating Demon God was attacked by a sudden attack.

Riot, leading fifteen Chaos Gods, surrounded the Bone-Eating God and his four subordinates with overwhelming numerical superiority. Although the Bone-Eating God fought valiantly, he was no match for their overwhelming numbers and was ultimately severely wounded. He and his four subordinates were also placed under a restriction.

At this point, the "Troublemaking Squad" officially surpassed twenty members.

Before leaving, the rioters deliberately left something in the lair of the Bone-Eating Demon God—a scale that exuded the aura of other demon god's laws.

These scales were forged by Xuanbao with great effort. With 3000 laws at his disposal, it would be quite easy for him to achieve this.

Three months later, the War God's subordinates, while patrolling the Chaos, unexpectedly discovered the scale and brought it back to their lair.

The Demon God of War stared at the scale, his face ashen.

"Space...you space! On the surface, you negotiated with me for a share of the Origin Sea, but behind my back, you sent people to ambush my people!"

He grew increasingly angry and immediately ordered a halt to negotiations with the Space Demon God, launching a series of retaliatory attacks on the Space Demon God's territory.

The Space Demon God, having been inexplicably attacked, naturally wouldn't let the matter rest. The already fragile peace agreement between the two sides shattered instantly, and a new round of chaotic warfare erupted in the heart of the chaos.

Meanwhile, the instigator of the riot, along with his ever-growing army, was leisurely counting his spoils on the edge of chaos, far from the battlefield.

"They're fighting! They're fighting!" The Plundering Demon God flew back excitedly, his face beaming. "The Devouring Demon God and the Void Demon God are locked in a fierce battle at the center of Chaos, and they've already seized more than a dozen Great Thousand Worlds!"

"Let them fight." Riot lay on a Chaos Beast skin, a contribution from the Plundering Demon God, with his legs crossed and a root of a Chaos Spirit Grass dangling from his mouth, looking quite content. "The fiercer the fight, the better. Ideally, both sides should be severely injured, then we can scavenge the spoils."

He paused, then asked, "By the way, how are things on the other sides?"

"Regarding the War Demon God, we've already spread rumors that the Space Demon God intends to annex their territory. The War Demon God has already attacked." The Plunder Demon God revealed the information he had gathered. "As for the other Chaos Demon Gods, we've followed plan and left behind different 'evidence' to sow suspicion among them. So far, it seems to be working well."

Riot lay on the animal skin, gazing at the eternal darkness in the chaos, and a feeling he couldn't quite put into words suddenly welled up in his heart.

He recalled the day he was captured by Xuanbao, the humiliation and despair of being bound by the restrictions, and the resentment of being forced to bow to a creature born after birth. He had thought that this was how his life would be, that he could only be a dog on a leash.

But now, he feels that perhaps this is not so bad.

Under Xuanbao's command, although he lost his freedom, he gained unprecedented power and support. He could take revenge on those who had oppressed him without restraint, and he could do whatever he wanted without worrying about the consequences—because if the sky fell, Xuanbao would hold it up.

This feeling is damn wonderful.

"Damn it, is there something wrong with me?" Riot cursed to himself, then turned over and went back to sleep.

Several decades later.

The rioting group has grown from the initial six people to more than thirty.

Of these thirty-odd people, one-third were forcibly recruited by the rioters, one-third voluntarily joined, and another third were rescued by the rioters because they couldn't survive in the chaos. Although their backgrounds were diverse, they didn't cause any major trouble under the restrictions.

At this point, the chaos had completely broken down; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was a complete mess.

The war between the War God and the Space God escalated from a localized conflict into a full-scale war sweeping across the heart of Chaos. Dozens of Chaos Gods were deployed on both sides, destroying hundreds of worlds. The impact was so widespread that even the edge of Chaos could feel the intense energy fluctuations.

The former forces of the Destruction Demon God, influenced by rumors spread during the riots, also began to exert pressure on the borders of the Devouring Demon God. Beset on two fronts, the Devouring Demon God had to divert some of its forces to deal with these threats, causing it to gradually lose ground in its war against the Void Demon God.

Meanwhile, the other Chaos Gods, due to the various pieces of evidence left behind by Riot and others, began to distrust and be wary of each other. Although no full-scale war broke out, small-scale frictions and conflicts occurred almost daily.

The entire chaos was plunged into an unprecedented state of disorder.

Amidst this chaos, one force remained aloof, observing with indifference.

That was the primordial era.

Throughout the uprising, Xuanbao remained mindful of his admonition—to make a fortune quietly and not to escalate the war to the Primordial World. Therefore, all his actions were conducted in areas far removed from the Primordial World. The Chaos Gods he recruited were also placed under a restriction, preventing them from revealing any information about the Primordial World to the outside world.

At this time, the primordial world was undergoing an unprecedented period of rapid development.

Because the demons and gods in the chaos were preoccupied with internal strife and had no time to attend to the nascent primordial world, the quasi-saints of the primordial world were able to hunt freely in the chaos. Over the past few hundred years, tens of thousands of minor and middle-thousand worlds have been captured. In addition, the more than a dozen major worlds brought back by the chaos demons who were causing trouble outside have increased the spiritual energy concentration of the primordial world by a full five times, and the world's barriers have become increasingly solid.

More importantly, with the infusion of more and more primordial energy, the Heavenly Dao of the primordial world began to undergo some subtle changes.

Ordinary cultivators cannot perceive such changes; they can only sense that the spiritual energy of the primordial world has increased several times over. However, saint-level beings such as the Three Pure Ones, Houtu, and Nuwa can clearly sense that the origin of the primordial world is transforming towards a higher level.

"It's almost here." Lao Tzu gazed at the flowing river of spiritual energy in the sky and spoke slowly, "After absorbing dozens more Great Thousand Worlds, the Primordial World will complete its first world advancement."

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The primordial world. It's developed so well that someone actually can't stand it. Luo Hou sits cross-legged on a 12th-grade world-destroying black lotus deep within the Western Spirit Mountain, his eyes closed, his body shrouded in a dense aura of destruction. He has remained silent here for thousands of years, unmoved by the changing winds of the primordial world.

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The main reason was that he didn't dare to move, fearing that if he made the slightest movement, someone would slap him to death.

But today, he opened his eyes.

There was no anger or anxiety in those eyes, only a deep, unfathomable calm.

"This can't go on any longer, or I'll be the one who gets myself killed."

"A being born after birth has managed to turn the chaos upside down. This ability is terrifying."

"It seems I have to go to Chaos alone and tell those fools to stop fighting amongst themselves, or they will eventually be devoured."