He's Waiting for Reinforcements, What Are You Waiting For?

However, just as Old Ancestor Wuxing was about to strike, Qiong Qi's form flickered, and his massive, mountain-like body slammed heavily into Old Ancestor Wuxing.

"How dare you act so insolently before me? Do you truly think we don't exist?" Qiong Qi's voice boomed like thunder, causing the surrounding Chaos Qi to ripple endlessly.

Enduring such a violent collision from Qiong Qi, Old Ancestor Wuxing instantly felt an overwhelming, irresistible force surge 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, hurtling at an astonishing speed, covering hundreds of millions of li in the blink of an eye.

Old Ancestor Wuxing gritted his teeth against the searing pain, steadied himself, and his expression turned rather grim.

He hadn't expected Qiong Qi to launch a sneak attack.

At the same time, he felt a twinge of shame at his own carelessness.

Upon arriving at the Outer Heavens, his eyes had been fixed solely on the battle between Chaos and Luohu, thinking only of joining the fray, and he'd overlooked the other three fierce beasts.

Seeing Wuxing suffer such a heavy loss, the other Golden Immortals of the Origin among the myriad races also wore sour expressions.

One by one, they stepped forward to face their opponents.

Causality, Spirit Wood, and Reincarnation squared off against Taotie.

Yin Yang, Creation, and Hongjun took on Taowu.

Destiny, Qiankun, and Hun Peng confronted Qiong Qi.

As for Wuxing, he chose to join the clash between Luohu and Chaos.

Seeing that Shen Ni showed no sign of making a move, Yang Mei was content to stay idle.

In fact, Yang Mei even felt a surge of impulse to avoid fighting altogether.

As long as he didn't fight, he wouldn't lose!

And he could drag out the time even longer.

After all, while those four fierce beasts were strong, they were no match for the combined forces on their side.

Yet no one noticed that Hong Yuan had silently arrived at the scene.

He was watching the great battle with keen interest.

He stood there motionless, like a supreme deity overlooking all worldly affairs.

Even the massive upheavals stirred up by the Golden Immortals of the Origin couldn't affect Hong Yuan in the slightest.

Hong Yuan seemed not to exist in this realm at all—the surging energy waves and the violent, rampaging force, upon touching his body, passed straight through him like phantoms, leaving no disturbance whatsoever.

Watching Yang Mei and Shen Ni stand still, Hong Yuan shook his head helplessly: "Old Yang, Old Yang, they're waiting for reinforcements—what are you waiting for? Death?!"

But he couldn't blame Yang Mei, for this Kalpa was the first in the Primordial Wilderness.

The aura of the Kalpa was terrifyingly potent.

Even the heavenly secrets were shrouded in chaos, and no matter how brilliant the great powers' methods, they couldn't glean a single clue from them.

Unless they possessed strength and background like Hong Yuan's.

At this moment, the Outer Heavens were filled with chaotic tides stirred by the Golden Immortals of the Origin.

Like towering waves crashing, the spectacle was awe-inspiring and chilling.

With Old Ancestor Wuxing's help, Luohu now found himself much more at ease.

He thrust the God-Slaying Spear at Chaos again and again, each strike carrying boundless might and murderous intent. Even Chaos, with his cultivation, felt a shiver of dread facing those spear lights.

Wuxing, not to be outdone, unleashed his Five Elements power, channeling it into the Innate Five Directions Banner, which transformed into five dazzling divine lights that swept straight toward Chaos.

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The Innate Five Directions Banner was formed from the five lotus leaves of the Chaos Green Lotus. Each banner was immensely powerful on its own, and together they were unstoppable, excelling in both offense and defense, no less than an Innate Supreme Treasure.

For a time, Chaos was driven back step by step, spilling blood across the Outer Heavens.

Not only Chaos, but Taowu, Qiong Qi, and Taotie fared no better.

In just a short hundred years, their bodies, which were comparable to Innate Supreme Treasures, were battered and broken.

Yet even so, Shen Ni never made a move.

And the four fierce beasts showed no trace of worry, continuing their relentless assault on their foes.

Seeing this, Yang Mei's sense of foreboding grew stronger.

He knew he couldn't wait any longer. Though he didn't know where Shen Ni and the fierce beasts drew their confidence, he couldn't just stand idly by.

With that thought, a willow tree less than half a meter tall appeared at Yang Mei's brow.

In the next instant, his figure vanished from the spot without a trace, turning into a streak of light that shot straight toward Chaos.

After all, among the four fierce beasts, Chaos was in the worst shape. With his intervention, perhaps they could slay Chaos on the spot.

Just then, Chaos keenly sensed a chilling aura of death sweeping toward him like a tidal wave.

In an instant, the countless calm spaces around him began to churn, transforming into innumerable sharp blades. These blades gleamed with cold light, as if ready to slice his body into pieces at any moment.

However, in the very next instant, that rampaging spatial force was as if gently brushed aside by an invisible giant hand, vanishing and dispersing in the blink of an eye.

"Daoist Yang Mei, is it not quite appropriate to act so rashly against the great fiends of my clan?"

As these words rang out, Yang Mei focused his gaze and saw that the one blocking his path was none other than Shen Ni.

At this moment, Shen Ni's face was cold, his eyes exuding a trace of chilling intent.

Yang Mei looked at Shen Ni before him, the wrinkles on his weathered, aged face tightening even further, making him appear all the more sorrowful and troubled.

But before Yang Mei could respond.

Suddenly, within the Outer Heavens, seven figures appeared.

Every single one was a Golden Immortal of the Origin.

Yang Mei's pupils sharply contracted as he looked at these seven figures.

He spoke with some shock: "Does your Fierce Beast clan still have other Golden Immortals of the Origin?"

At this point, it wasn't just Yang Mei—even Luohu and the others, who were battling the Four Fierce Beasts, had faces ashen with earth, their expressions filled with utter shock.

Seeing this, Hong Yuan almost laughed.

"Otherwise, what do you think Shen Ni was waiting for? He was waiting for reinforcements. And you actually thought he didn't want to fight you!"

At this moment, Hong Yuan silently used the Law of Reflection to record the shocked expressions of everyone present.

He planned to show them all later, once this Kalpa of Fierce Beasts had passed.

He just didn't know how many old friends would remain after this Kalpa.

Luohu and the other Golden Immortals of the Origin, sensing the seven newly appeared Fierce Beasts, were left speechless for a long time.

The myriad races combined barely had twelve Golden Immortals of the Origin.

And yet, just the Fierce Beast clan alone—having produced five Golden Immortals of the Origin—had already shocked them enough.

But now, they were being told that the Fierce Beast clan had far more than five Golden Immortals of the Origin, totaling a full twelve.

The same number as their own forces.

Damn, what was there left to fight for?