Today's fourth update: Chapter 3440! 4/4!
Just as the Myriad Wild Cauldron's magnificent, peerless form tore through the skies above four Tier-B Race battlefields in succession, finally crashing into the airspace at the edge of the Dog Race battlefield with all the immense momentum and killing intent it had accumulated along the way, the entire Dog Race had already received one despairing report after another from the front.
The whole race was shaken, gripped by panic!
An invisible pressure, like countless mountains weighing billions of tons, bore heavily upon the heart of every Dog Race member.
Low whimpers rose throughout their territory—the instinctive fear that came when facing absolute power.
Even the current Lord of the Dog Race had turned deathly pale and lost all composure. His mouth opened, yet no effective command came out. In the end, he could only cast a gaze mixed with terror, pleading, and a trace of complicated expectation toward that group of "special guests" seated near the edge of Tier-B Sequence No. 502 Battlefield...
Yet outside a temporary camp at the edge of the Dog Race battlefield, the atmosphere was utterly unlike the panic within the Dog Race. It even carried a strange air of... leisure and anticipation.
A young man with an exceptionally eye-catching head of bright blond hair, as though it came with its own sunlight, bustled around two women like an ant on a hot pan, constantly currying favor as he babbled anxiously.
"Good heavens, my two little ancestors! Are you really getting involved in this?"
Little Blondie rubbed his hands together, his face full of unease. "That Huang Race... isn't a bunch of pushovers, and they're definitely not easy to provoke! They slaughtered their way here, killing gods in their path and slaughtering Buddhas who stood before them. Every