At this moment, Lu Yuan shone brilliantly from head to toe, as though forged from silver. His entire body glittered with extraordinary majesty.
The three abilities—Steel, Complete Spiritualization, and Hurricane—began slowly fusing into the strongest ability of the Nine Eras: Gale Wind!
The rules of Gale Wind had long since been dismantled. Bringing it back into existence was not easy.
He had long studied how to fuse Gale Wind quickly. The answer was simple: pressure!
The greater the pressure, the faster the fusion!
The attacks from outside were like a blacksmith's hammer, forcibly pounding the three abilities together.
"Find a way to protect yourselves!" Lu Yuan solemnly told everyone. "I have a way to send information outside. If you have the confidence, rally your civilizations and wage war against the Ancient Races!"
"This is a war of extermination. Either they die or we do. There is no road of retreat. No civilization can stay out of this. Otherwise, once they recover, all of us will become blood sacrifices."
Lu Yuan bent down and saved the Centaur, who was still stunned and bleeding from all seven orifices, sending a strand of Life Essence into him.
The pale green light entered his body, and the Centaur felt slightly better. A trace of sensation returned to his paralyzed body.
But his injuries were far too severe. In this environment, it was difficult for him to receive treatment.
"Sir... may I ask your name?" the Centaur asked weakly. "My soul has shattered. I fear I cannot be saved. Your kindness has been wasted."
I am the successor of the Great Emperor Huangtian, the Primal Myth of this era.
The Centaur barely forced out a smile. "Hero... our Ninth Era also has powerful warriors..."
"As for the ugly faces of these Ancient Races... I recorded