Just as Old Ancestor Wuxing was about to make his move, Qiong Qi flashed forward, and his mountain-like body slammed viciously into Old Ancestor Wuxing.
"How dare you act so presumptuously before me? Do you really think we don't exist?" Qiong Qi's voice boomed like thunder, sending the surrounding Chaos Qi rippling endlessly.
Having endured Qiong Qi's ferocious blow, Old Ancestor Wuxing instantly felt an irresistible force crashing into him.
A sharp pain shot through his chest, and he involuntarily spat out a mouthful of crimson blood.
His entire body shot backward like a streak of light, flying hundreds of millions of miles in the blink of an eye.
Old Ancestor Wuxing endured the searing pain in his body and steadied himself, his expression turning rather ugly.
He had not expected Qiong Qi to launch a sneak attack.
At the same time, he felt an inexplicable sense of embarrassment and anger over his own carelessness.
The moment he arrived in the Outer Heavens, his attention had been entirely fixed on the battle between Chaos and Luohu. He had only wanted to go help, overlooking the fact that there were still three other Great Fiends.
Seeing Five Elements suffer such a heavy loss, the Primordial Origin Golden Immortals of the myriad races also looked grim.
They promptly moved to confront their respective opponents.
Causality, Spirit Wood, and Reincarnation faced Taotie.
Yin Yang, Creation, and Hongjun faced Taowu.
Destiny, Qiankun, and Hun Peng faced Qiong Qi.
As for Five Elements, he chose to join the battle between Luohu and Chaos.
Seeing that Shen Ni showed no intention of making a move, Yang Mei was happy to remain idle.
He even found himself wishing that he would not need to fight at all.
As long as he did not fight, he would not lose!
And they could stall for even longer.
After all, although the Four Fierce Beasts were powerful, there was no way they could withstand the combined efforts of everyone on their side.
Yet no one noticed that Hong Yuan had silently arrived.
He was observing the great battle with great interest.
He stood there quietly, like a supreme deity gazing down upon all things in the mortal world.
Even the towering waves stirred up by the Primordial Origin Golden Immortals around him could not affect Hong Yuan in the slightest.
It was as though Hong Yuan did not exist in this place at all. The surging energy fluctuations and violent impacts of power passed straight through him like phantoms the instant they touched his body, causing no disturbance whatsoever.
Watching Yang Mei and Shen Ni stand motionlessly where they were, Hong Yuan shook his head helplessly. "Old Yang, old Yang... They're waiting for reinforcements. What are you waiting for? Waiting to die?!"
But Yang Mei could not really be blamed. This Kalpa was, after all, the first Kalpa of the Primordial Wilderness.
The aura of the Kalpa was terrifying beyond measure.
Even the heavenly secrets were shrouded in Chaos. No matter how profound the methods of those great powers were, they could not glean a single scrap of information from them.
Unless they possessed strength and backing like Hong Yuan's.
At this moment, the Outer Heavens were filled with Chaos tides stirred up by the clashes of the Primordial Origin Golden Immortals.
They were like raging waves crashing through the heavens, vast and terrifying enough to make one shudder.
With Old Ancestor Wuxing assisting him, Luohu now appeared much more at ease.
The God-Slaying Spear in his hand struck at Chaos again and again. Every thrust carried boundless might and killing intent; even with Chaos's cultivation, he felt his heart tremble at the spear lights hurtling toward him.
Five Elements at his side was not to be outdone. The power of the Five Elements poured from his body, while the Innate Five Directions Banner in his hand transformed into five dazzling divine lights that swept directly toward Chaos.
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The Innate Five Directions Banner had been formed from the five lotus leaves of the Chaos Green Lotus. Each banner was incomparably powerful, and when all five were combined, they were unstoppable—capable of both offense and defense, in no way inferior to an Innate Supreme Treasure.
For a time, Chaos was beaten back step by step, his blood scattering across the Outer Heavens.
It was not only Chaos. Taowu, Qiong Qi, and Taotie were in no better condition.
In merely a hundred years, even their bodies, comparable to Innate Supreme Treasures, had been shattered beyond recognition.
Yet even so, Shen Ni still did not make a move.
Nor did the Four Fierce Beasts show the slightest concern. Their fiendish auras did not diminish as they continued attacking the enemies before them.
Seeing this, the ominous feeling in Yang Mei's heart grew increasingly intense.
He knew he could wait no longer. Though he did not know where Shen Ni and the Fierce Beasts drew their confidence from, he could not simply stand by any longer.
With that thought, a Willow Tree less than half a meter tall suddenly appeared between Yang Mei's brows.
Immediately afterward, his figure vanished from where he stood, transforming into a streak of light that sped directly toward Chaos.
After all, among the Four Fierce Beasts present, Chaos was in the most miserable condition. With Yang Mei joining the battle, they might be able to kill Chaos in one stroke.
At that moment, Chaos sharply sensed a bone-chilling aura of death sweeping toward him like an overwhelming tide.
In an instant, countless spaces that had been calm began to churn violently, transforming into innumerable sharp blades. The blades glinted with cold light, as though they might slice his body into pieces at any moment.
Yet in the very next instant, that violent power of space seemed to be brushed away by an invisible giant hand, vanishing completely in the blink of an eye.
"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei, isn't it somewhat inappropriate for you to rashly attack a Great Fiend of my race?"
As those words rang out, Yang Mei focused his gaze and saw that the person blocking his path was Shen Ni.
Shen Ni's expression was cold, and his eyes carried a trace of icy chill.
As Yang Mei looked at Shen Ni before him, the wrinkles on his weathered old face drew together even more tightly, making him appear increasingly troubled and grim.
But before Yang Mei could respond—
Seven more figures suddenly appeared in the Outer Heavens.
Every one of them was a Primordial Origin Golden Immortal.
Yang Mei looked at the seven figures, and his pupils abruptly contracted.
He spoke in shock, "Your Fierce Beast race actually has more Primordial Origin Golden Immortals?"
At this point, it was not just Yang Mei. Even Luohu and the others fighting the Four Fierce Beasts turned pale, their expressions filled with disbelief.
Seeing this, Hong Yuan nearly laughed aloud.
"Why else do you think Shen Ni has been waiting? He's waiting for reinforcements! And you—did you really think Shen Ni simply didn't want to fight you?!"
Hong Yuan silently used the Law of Realm to record everyone's stunned expressions.
He planned to show them the recording once this Fierce Beast Kalpa had passed.
He just did not know how many old friends would remain after this Kalpa.
Feeling the auras of the seven newly appeared Fierce Beasts, Luohu and the other Primordial Origin Golden Immortals were speechless for a long while.
All the myriad races combined only had twelve Primordial Origin Golden Immortals.
The Fierce Beast race having five Primordial Origin Golden Immortals had already been shocking enough.
But now they were being told that the Fierce Beast race had far more than five Primordial Origin Golden Immortals—they had a full twelve.
The same number as all of them combined.
Fuck, how were they supposed to fight this?
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