Chương 1717: The Fatal Weakness of the Chaos Chiliocosm Sovereign?

In the Nebula Dojo, Chiliocosm Sovereign Nebula's originally closed eyes suddenly opened again.

"Your Majesty the Chiliocosm Sovereign."

A pseudo Chiliocosm Sovereign came respectfully in front of Chiliocosm Sovereign Nebula.

"What is it?"

"Your Majesty, there has been news from the Chaos Dojo recently that Chiliocosm Sovereign Imperial Gold was killed by the Chaos Chiliocosm Sovereign. The meaning behind this is probably…"

Chiliocosm Sovereign Nebula thought for a moment and understood. At the same time, he seemed to have received many messages at once. They were all messages from the nine Four-cataclysm Chiliocosm Sovereigns back then.

Hence, a smile gradually appeared on Chiliocosm Sovereign Nebula's lips. "Looks like the nine Four-cataclysm Chiliocosm Sovereigns are already anxious. They have already sent messages to me, asking me to make a decision."