In just one Yuanhui Era, the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan had seized the Western Continent and the Northern Continent in succession.
The speed of their conquests was astonishing.
It made sense that the Qilin Clan had conquered the Northern Continent so quickly. There were no great clans at the top there, so it had barely met any resistance.
Most of its time had gone into claiming territory and dividing the spoils. The wrangling had taken longer than the fighting.
Even a feast had to be divided among separate pots, and the Qilin Clan was no exception.
The Qilin Clan had taken the lion's share, though. The other Innate Races had only been allowed a sip of meat broth.
In a lesser world, an arrangement like that would have fallen apart in a heartbeat. Who divided the spoils like that?
But in a world where the strongest could decide everything, that was exactly how the spoils could be divided!
One family taking nearly everything was perfectly reasonable. Perfectly normal.
If the Qilin Clan hadn't needed people to govern the Eastern Continent and the Northern Continent, it probably wouldn't even have shared the broth.
The two continents were simply too vast. The Qilin Clan had many members, but not enough to govern so much territory.
There were all sorts of odds and ends to handle as well. Naturally, the Qilin Clan couldn't have its own members doing all that work. It needed more hands.
You couldn't expect sheep to run if you gave them no grass to eat. That held true even in the Grand Cosmos.
The myriad races of the Primordial Wilderness hadn't been surprised to see the Qilin Clan take the Northern Continent. It had only been a matter of time.
The Phoenix Clan's swift conquest of the