In the end, roughly one-third of the Primordial City had luckily escaped the encirclement of the Beast Tide.
The remaining two-thirds of the buildings and "ancient people" were all swallowed by the surging black tide.
The sky above the city immediately filled with sucking sounds of "slurp slurp, slurp slurp," chewing sounds of "crunch crunch, crunch crunch," and swallowing sounds of "gulp gulp, gulp gulp."
Every monster frantically devoured food three to five times larger than itself, even indigestible crystals, until its internal organs were literally burst apart.
The resplendent city dimmed and withered at a visible rate. Before long, like sandcastles soaked by waves, it melted and collapsed one after another, turning into ruins strewn across the ground.
Even these tombstone-like ruins disintegrated into dust and gravel moments later, whirling in the wind as they mournfully recounted the final glory of the "ancient people."
The Beast Tide completely occupied the entire land.
Yet every monster, along with the "Mother" at the beginning and end of all their neural connections, still felt ravenously hungry, their desires a bottomless abyss.
The spiritual energy absorbed by devouring the entire Primordial City made the monsters grow even larger and fiercer.
Their appetites and thirst for slaughter also surged geometrically.
They yearned to conquer, devour, and destroy more Primordial Cities.
But when they looked into the distance, dozens of dense columns of smoke had already risen from the horizon thousands of miles away.
That was not gunpowder smoke.
It was the ferocious blaze stirred up by the surging Beast Tides.
Every Primordial City on this planet had been besieged by Beast Tides in an instant.
The brutal war unfolding before Meng Chao was also taking place in every corner of the primordial Otherworld.
The "Mother" and its monsters completely occupied the places on the