The Terror of the Kalpa

Shen Ni watched the bruised and gloomy expressions on Yang Mei and the others' faces, feeling quite pleased in his heart.

It wasn't for nothing that he had spent all these years tirelessly helping the clan's peak Great Luo Golden Immortals break through to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm.

For other races, this might have taken considerable effort, after all, becoming a Hunyuan Golden Immortal wasn't easy.

但凶兽一族不一样,它们以天地间的怨煞之气与血肉为食.

The more resentment and blood essence they absorb, the stronger they become!

Hun Dun looked at the livid-faced Luo Hu before him and let out a mocking laugh: "You didn't really think my Beast Clan spent these several kalpas idly, did you?!"

Shen Ni glanced at his subordinates before waving his hand grandly.

"My clan's warriors, the true battle begins. Go, tear them apart!!"

"Roar!!"

In an instant, the seven Hunyuan Golden Immortal beasts all joined the fray.

The myriad races' Hunyuan Golden Immortals, caught off guard, hurriedly engaged their opponents.

But unlike before, when several had fought one enemy together, this time each of them had to face a single opponent.

Luo Hu, Cause and Effect, Five Elements, and Hong Jun each squared off against the four great beasts.

The remaining seven Hunyuan Golden Immortals faced the seven newly emerged beasts.

Over the years, with the help of his good corpse, Hong Jun had managed to find another small fragment of the Creation Jade Disc.

With the aid of the Creation Jade Disc fragment, his cultivation was now not much weaker than that of Hun Peng and Qian Kun.

Add to that his All-Heavens Celebration Clouds and the Pangu Banner, formed from the blade of Pangu's Axe.

With the support of one offensive and one defensive innate supreme treasure, Hong Jun's overall strength was now only greater than that of Hun Peng and Qian Kun.

After all, Qian Kun Ancestor's original Qian Kun Cauldron had been intercepted by Hong Yuan. Although Qian Kun Ancestor had found another large cauldron over the years, it was merely a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, leaving his strength slightly weaker than before.

Thus, Hong Jun had taken Qian Kun Ancestor's place.

Now, facing Hong Jun was the most battered of them all—Hun Dun.

Hun Dun looked at Hong Jun and sneered coldly, "And who do we have here? If it isn't you, old mud eel? What, forgotten the lesson from before?!"

When enemies meet, their eyes burn with hatred.

"What a glib-tongued beast. This old Daoist will surely slay you today!"

Hong Jun's expression turned extremely grim; his usually calm and unruffled face was now filled with ruthless intent.

Without another word, he swung the Pangu Banner down at Hun Dun.

In an instant, countless dazzling divine lights burst forth from the Pangu Banner.

The terrifying might was so great that even the heavens beyond the heavens could barely withstand it, showing signs of tearing apart, causing many chaotic stars not yet merged into the Primordial World to shatter.

Faced with the ferocious power of the Pangu Banner, even Hun Dun's face showed a hint of shock.

This Pangu Banner was in no way inferior to Luo Hu's God-Slaying Spear, and its threat to him even surpassed that weapon.

After all, the reason he could withstand Luo Hu's God-Slaying Spear was that the spear happened to be countered by him.

Its full power could not be brought to bear.

But against the Pangu Banner, he dared not endure it head-on.

With his physical toughness, taking a hit wouldn't kill him, but it would leave him in a sorry state.

With that thought, Hun Dun hurriedly dodged out of the way.

Yet the divine light released by the Pangu Banner seemed to possess a will of its own, locking onto him tightly. No matter how he dodged left or right, he couldn't shake off the relentless pursuit.

Seeing this, a fierce glint flashed in Hun Dun's eyes.

Did they think he was easy to bully?!

Immediately, Hun Dun unleashed all his strength, concentrating it into his massive claws, and met the Pangu Banner's divine light head-on.

"Boom!"

With a thunderous roar.

Chaos's paw was instantly a mess of torn flesh and blood, leaving nothing but ghastly white bone.

But the Pangu Banner's divine light also dissipated.

Hun Dun, however, paid no heed to his injuries and charged at Hong Jun without losing momentum.

His sky-filling body shot forward like a streak of light, slamming directly into Hong Jun.

In an instant, Hong Jun was sent flying.

But protected by the All-Heavens Celebration Clouds, he only suffered minor injuries.

But this familiar scene ignited a surge of rage within Hongjun.

It was as if he had once again witnessed the moment before the great battle.

Thus, without even bothering to wipe the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, Hongjun charged back toward the chaos.

For a time, the two clashed back and forth, locked in a fierce stalemate.

The same held true for the other Golden Immortals of the Origin.

Meanwhile, Yang Mei and Shen Ni had finally joined battle.

Compared to Shen Ni, Yang Mei seemed to be at a disadvantage.

After all, Yang Mei was merely a late-stage Golden Immortal of the Origin, while Shen Ni stood at the peak of that realm.

There was still a gap between them.

Though Yang Mei was the reincarnation of the Space Demon God, Shen Ni was no slouch either—born from the remnants of many Chaos Demon Gods' flesh and a portion of their origin essence, combined with a full body of fierce, baleful aura.

Yang Mei found himself in a real bind, hoping only that Luohu and the others could finish off their enemies quickly and join him against Shen Ni.

Back in the Primordial Wilderness.

The three thousand boy and girl attendants of the Hong Yuan Realm had finally arrived at the battlefield.

But when they saw the scene before them—

One by one, their eyes widened involuntarily, their faces filled with disbelief and overwhelming shock.

Even their bodies began to tremble slightly, beyond their control.

Before them, countless living beings were locked in a frenzied slaughter with vicious Fierce Beasts, the intensity of the battle beyond imagination.

At every moment, the most piercing screams tore through the skies, accompanied by deafening explosions of self-destruction.

Looking out, they saw piles upon piles of mutilated corpses strewn about in disarray, stacked layer upon layer, so densely packed that they had formed towering, horrifying mountain ranges that pierced the clouds!

The blood that flowed everywhere had gathered into vast, boundless lakes of crimson, stretching endlessly into the distance.

Upon the surface of those lakes, wherever one looked, there were nothing but broken bodies and bleached bones.

The thick blood mist was so dense it was terrifying, blocking even the sunlight from penetrating, casting the entire space in a sinister black-red hue, as if they had stepped into a nightmarish cavern of flesh and blood.

It sent chills down one's spine, making every hair on their body stand on end.

Seeing this sight, even the three thousand attendants—who had followed Hong Yuan and whose vision far surpassed that of ordinary beings in the Primordial Wilderness—

Felt a deep, overwhelming sense of helplessness.

Especially the fear that kept surging from the depths of their hearts, crashing over them like a tidal wave, drowning their minds and making their legs feel as heavy as lead, impossible to move.

"Is this... a Kalpa?" Cuiwei murmured, his voice trembling.