A satisfied glow flashed in Shen Ni's blood-red vertical pupils. The Eye of Ultimate Evil blazed brighter as he issued his order slowly: "Zaochi... poison mist... harass the East China Sea's rear lines. Taowu... earth-element... break the Western Wasteland's Black Stone Formation. Hundun... conceal... destroy the Spiritual Plant Sacred Fire. Black Water Nine-Headed Jiao... freeze the East China Sea's spiritual veins. Qiongqi... follow Tao Tie... attack the Western Wasteland. Bifang... assault the East China Sea's main gate."
Every word carried overwhelming authority, echoing through the feral aura-shrouded hall like ancient divine thunder rumbling.
Shen Ni leaned forward slightly. The shadow cast by his ten-thousand-zhang demonic body engulfed all seven great beasts, his voice suddenly rising: "March in three routes! After breaking the formations, the creatures of the East China Sea and Western Wasteland are yours to devour!"
"We obey Your Majesty's command!" The seven great beasts roared in unison, their voices filled with uncontrollable excitement and killing intent, their bodies trembling violently with anticipation.
Their feral cores throbbed wildly within their bodies. Black-red feral aura gushed from their pores, weaving a terrifying net of ferocity in the hall.
Just as they turned to leave, Shen Ni suddenly raised his hand. The Eye of Ultimate Evil above the palace contracted sharply, shooting out seven thin, condensed black-red feral auras like needles.
This feral aura carried the pressure of Shen Ni's origin, like seven intelligent venomous snakes, piercing precisely into the brows of the seven beasts and merging into their feral cores.
"Hum——"
The beasts' auras surged instantly, their surrounding feral aura almost solidifying: Qiongqi's wingspan suddenly expanded by dozens of zhang, the black stripes on its white fur wriggling like living creatures, the red glow on its claw tips capable of easily tearing the void;
Tao Tie's body swelled to the size of a small mountain, its abdomen bulging like a ball. A swirling vortex of feral aura could be seen in its open maw, forcibly swallowing even the air;
Bifang's demon flames faded from black-red to eerie blue extreme yin fire. Wherever the flames passed, tiny cracks appeared in the void, and the temperature soared several times;
Zaochi's fangs under its jaw grew half a foot longer, the poisonous mist dripping from its mouth turning from dark green to jet black. When it fell on the black stone floor, it no longer corroded holes but directly melted the rock into a pool of black water;
The earth-yellow demon aura around Taowu condensed rapidly, forming a full-body demonic armor covered in sharp barbs. When it waved its tiger claws, claw shadows of earth-element demon aura could be seen;
Hundun's mist spread to a hundred zhang radius, filled with the wails of countless residual souls. Even Shen Ni's feral aura could not penetrate it, completely concealing its trace;
All nine heads of the Black Water Nine-Headed Jiao raised simultaneously. Dense ice spikes condensed on the dark blue demon ice of its body. The cold breath it exhaled turned to frost upon landing, freezing the poisonous mist in the hall into ice crystals.
This was no mere boost in power, but a restriction planted by Shen Ni using his own origin feral aura.
It not only elevated their strength to the next level, breaking through to the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, but also reduced them to complete puppets—if they defied orders or had second thoughts, the feral aura in their bodies would instantly backfire, burning from the feral core outward until their residual souls were completely devoured, leaving no chance of reincarnation.
"Three days... break the formations." Shen Ni's voice carried unquestionable brutality, his blood-red vertical pupils staring fiercely at the seven beasts. "Fail... and your souls shall be annihilated."
"We obey! We shall not disappoint Your Majesty!" Feeling the destructive power lurking in their feral cores, the seven beasts dared not defy. They bowed again, then turned and strode toward the hall's exit.
Their steps carried the aura of destruction. With each step, the Palace of the Beast Emperor trembled violently.
Qiongqi rushed out first, its wings stirring up a skyful of feral aura, rushing toward the Western Wasteland like a black storm. Wherever it passed, the void shook, and the feral aura blotted out the light of the stars;
Tao Tie followed closely behind, its colossal body stepping on the blood-red sea, stirring up black-red waves several zhang high. The sea water was contaminated by feral aura, and the residual souls within let out painful wails. Countless fish floated to the surface with their bellies up, instantly turned to ashes by the feral aura;
Bifang transformed into a crimson-blue stream of light, wreathed in blazing eerie blue demon flames, heading straight for the East China Sea. As the stream of light passed, it left a long trail of fire in the void, burning away all the clouds along the way;
Zaochi took heavy steps toward the East China Sea's rear lines, spitting jet black poisonous mist continuously from its mouth. The mist formed a sea of poison behind it, withering plants and melting rocks wherever it spread;
Taowu sprinted toward the Golden Metal Stone Forest in the Western Wasteland. Each landing shook the Primordial World violently, leaving deep footprints from which earth-yellow demon aura gushed, contaminating the land along the way;
Hundun's mist merged into the void, sneaking toward the Western Wasteland without a trace. Only the occasional wail of a residual soul leaking from the mist betrayed its presence;
The Black Water Nine-Headed Jiao dived into the blood-red sea, its tail stirring up towering waves as it swam toward the source of the East China Sea's spiritual veins. Wherever it passed, the sea water froze into ice, forming a thousand-li ice path.
Seven auras of extreme ferocity spread rapidly across the Primordial World like seven black venomous snakes, echoing each other from afar, weaving a vast net of feral aura covering the East and Western Wastelands.
Wherever they passed, creatures fled in terror. Small tribes that couldn't migrate in time were devoured by the feral aura, leaving only scorched earth and broken bones. The vitality of the Primordial World was fading rapidly.
Inside the Palace of the Beast Emperor, Shen Ni slowly stood up. His ten-thousand-zhang body became more indistinct in the feral aura mist, only his blood-red vertical pupils blazing brighter like two burning blood suns.
He looked toward the East China Sea. The Eye of Ultimate Evil projected another water mirror, clearly reflecting the scene atop Dragon Abyss—Ao Xuan stood on a cloud, the Innate Dragon Pearl hovering above his head, glowing with cyan-gold spiritual light, closely connected to the East China Sea's spiritual veins, exuding a peaceful aura.
"Azure Dragon... Ao Xuan..." Shen Ni's voice carried a cruel smile, as sharp as ice. "I want to see... if your Merit Golden Light... can block the feral aura of the seven great beasts... if you can protect your East China Sea... if you can preserve this false peace of the Primordial World..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Eye of Ultimate Evil above the palace expanded again. Black-red light poured toward all parts of the Primordial World like a tide.
Hundreds of millions of ferocious beasts scattered across the four wildernesses of the Primordial World, as if receiving a supreme command, ceased their individual killings and converged toward the East China Sea and Western Wasteland.
These beasts came in all shapes and sizes, with varying strengths—from Foundation Establishment to Golden Immortal. The black tide they formed roared across the Primordial World.
Wherever they passed, cities were destroyed and creatures were slaughtered. Feral aura blotted out the sky and sun, echoing the auras of the seven great beasts, forming a terrifying power enough to topple the Primordial World.
The sea water of the South China Sea churned violently. Feral aura, like a solid black wall, spread outward, even dyeing the distant Volcano of Immortality gray-black.
At the top of the Volcano of Immortality was the refuge of the remaining phoenix clan. Although most of the parasol forest here had been destroyed, a small number of phoenix clan members still resided here, recovering their strength.
Feeling the overwhelming feral aura, the phoenix clan members gripped their weapons tightly. Young phoenix disciples' eyes blazed with anger and vigilance, while the elder clan members looked grave.
A young phoenix clansman dressed in a crimson feathered robe clutched his phoenix feather sword, the blade glowing with faint phoenix fire. He said solemnly to the elder beside him: "Elder, this feral aura is incredibly powerful! It's heading for the East China Sea and Western Wasteland. Should we go to their aid?"
The phoenix elder had white hair and beard, his wings covered in battle scars. He stared at the sky-blocking feral aura in the distance, a resolute glow in his eyes: "The chaos of the ferocious beasts concerns the survival of the Primordial World—it is not the matter of a single person or clan. Although our phoenix clan has declined, losing our former glory, we can never stand by and watch the Primordial World fall!"
He raised his hand, and a streak of crimson phoenix fire shot into the sky, exploding into a phoenix-shaped signal: "Pass my order! All phoenix clan members prepare for battle immediately! Bring healing pills and magical artifacts, and follow me to reinforce the Western Wasteland!"
"Even if we fight to the last drop of blood, we must defend the golden metal spiritual veins and preserve a glimmer of hope for the Primordial World!"
"We obey!" The phoenix clan members responded in unison, their voices filled with determination to fight to the death.
Crimson phoenix fire gathered at the top of the Volcano of Immortality, forming a flame barrier to resist the spreading feral aura, waiting for the order to depart.
At the same time, atop Dragon Abyss in the East China Sea.
Ao Xuan had been sorting out the East China Sea's water fortune spiritual veins. The Innate Dragon Pearl hovered above his head, its cyan-gold spiritual light flowing along the veins, nourishing the creatures of the East China Sea.
Suddenly, he sensed a slight tremor in the Innate Dragon Pearl's spiritual light. A familiar aura of extreme ferocity surged from the west and south like a tide, instantly enveloping the entire Primordial World.
Ao Xuan猛地 opened his eyes, sharp light flashing in his dragon pupils. He looked toward the west, feeling the rapidly spreading feral aura, his brows furrowing tightly, a sinking feeling in his heart: "No, it's the aura of the seven great beasts! And not just them—there's also the feral aura of hundreds of millions of beasts... This power far exceeds our previous estimates!"
He waved his hand, and the Innate Dragon Pearl's spiritual light spread, forming a water mirror. The mirror clearly reflected the traces of the seven great beasts and the hundreds of millions of beast hordes:
In the direction of the Western Wasteland, the feral auras of Qiongqi and Tao Tie had already approached the Golden Metal Stone Forest. Cang Lie's golden metal flames and Elder Qingmang's Spiritual Plant Sacred Fire were resisting tenaciously, but were clearly at a disadvantage;
In the direction of the East China Sea, Bifang's eerie blue demon flames had reached the outer perimeter of the Sea-Suppressing Formation. The flames burned the water spirit purification shield with a sizzling sound, while the Black Armored Guards struggled to reinforce the formation;
Further away, the Black Water Nine-Headed Jiao was sneaking toward the source of the East China Sea's spiritual veins, and Zaochi's poisonous mist had begun to erode the East China Sea's rear line defenses.
"They're attacking in three routes!" Ao Xuan's voice carried a hint of solemnity. He instantly judged the criticality of the situation.
The seven great beasts were already at the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal. Coupled with the distraction of hundreds of millions of beast hordes, the Black Armored Guards, Twelve Sea Generals of the East China Sea, and Cang Lie, Yuan Hao, and others in the Western Wasteland could not hold on for three days.
Once the East China Sea or Western Wasteland fell, the Primordial World's defense line would collapse completely. By then, all clans would become food for the ferocious beasts.
"Yinglong! Zhulong!" Ao Xuan shouted loudly. Two colossal figures appeared beside him instantly—Yinglong clad in golden scales, his wingspan a hundred zhang, his eyes filled with authority; Zhulong entirely black, exuding extreme cold, his pupils as deep as abysses.
"What are your orders, Your Highness?" The two asked in unison.
"The two of you immediately lead half of the Black Armored Guards to reinforce Fellow Daoist Cang Lie in the Western Wasteland!" Ao Xuan said solemnly. "The Golden Metal Stone Forest in the Western Wasteland is the core of the golden metal spiritual veins. If it falls and the spiritual veins are devoured by Tao Tie, the golden-element power of the Primordial World will collapse, with unimaginable consequences!"
"We obey!" Yinglong and Zhulong immediately accepted the order, turning to gather their men.
"Wait!" Ao Xuan raised his hand to stop them, a resolute look in his eyes. "Before we depart, I must send a plea for help to all clans of the Primordial World!"
Yinglong was stunned for a moment, then understood: "Your Highness intends to unite the forces of all clans? But... the clans of the Primordial World have always fought independently. Especially between humans and demons, there are old grievances. I'm afraid they may not respond to the plea."
"This is a matter of life and death—they have no time to hesitate!" Ao Xuan's tone was firm. "The chaos of the ferocious beasts is not targeted at a single clan, but intends to destroy the entire Primordial World. If the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold. If the East China Sea and Western Wasteland fall, they will be next!"
With that, Ao Xuan raised his hand to grasp the Innate Dragon Pearl, infusing his dragon power and Merit Golden Light into it.
The cyan-gold spiritual light of the Innate Dragon Pearl suddenly surged, piercing through the clouds and shooting into the sky. It condensed into a huge dragon-shaped light and shadow above the Primordial World.
This dragon-shaped light and shadow covered the entire Primordial World. Whether it was the human tribes in the Eastern Wasteland, the unicorn clan's habitat in the Northern Wasteland, or the demon villages in the Southern Wasteland, everyone could see it clearly.