The Great War Resumes!

Hearing Yang Mei's words, Luohu let out a cold sneer.

"Yang Mei, you know as well as I do the difficulty of reaching the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin. How hard it would be for that Shen Ni to break through in just a few hundred Yuan Hui. Even if you gave him several more Kalpas of time, I'm afraid he might not necessarily succeed."

But Yang Mei held a different opinion: "Daoist Luohu, do not underestimate that Shen Ni. Remember, before he was even born, he was already at the peak of the Golden Immortal of the Origin. Who's to say he might actually pull it off? We cannot afford to be careless!"

Upon hearing this, Luohu couldn't help but furrow his brow. What Yang Mei said did make some sense.

After all, this Fierce Beast Kalpa was both a danger and an opportunity.

Who knew whether Shen Ni might seize that chance? Even if the odds were slim, what if that fleeting opportunity was grasped by that bastard Shen Ni?

So, after a moment of hesitation, he spoke up: "I imagine Causality, Qiankun, and the others have mostly recovered by now. Once they break through, we'll strike. What do you think, Daoist Yang Mei?"

Hearing that Luohu had taken his words to heart, a hint of a smile appeared on Yang Mei's face: "This old Daoist was thinking the same thing!"

Thus, another two hundred-plus Yuan Hui passed.

By now, most of the thousand Yuan Hui agreed upon between the Fierce Beast race and the myriad races had elapsed.

On this day, all the great powers of the myriad races gathered at Mount Sumeru.

Relying on the Heavenly Dao Merit that had descended earlier, everyone's injuries had fully healed.

Among them, quite a few had even taken a step forward thanks to this merit.

Among the Golden Immortals of the Origin, Yang Mei was at the peak of the Golden Immortal of the Origin.

Luohu was at the late stage of the Golden Immortal of the Origin.

Meanwhile, Causality, Qiankun, Five Elements, and Hongjun had all broken through to the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal of the Origin.

Only Yin Yang alone was still lingering at the early stage of the Golden Immortal of the Origin.

At this moment, Yin Yang Ancestor looked at the surrounding mid-stage Golden Immortals of the Origin with a very sour expression.

He was the only one still stuck in place while everyone else had advanced.

This stark contrast made Yin Yang Ancestor gnash his teeth in fury.

The others tactfully avoided steering the conversation toward Yin Yang and instead spoke solemnly about the matters to watch out for in this Kalpa.

As Luohu listened to the discussion, he sighed inwardly.

Why could that old mudfish Hongjun keep up with Causality and the others?

If there was anyone Luohu least wanted to see break through, it was naturally Hongjun.

This aversion was something even Luohu himself didn't fully understand.

He had no idea why he just couldn't stand the sight of Hongjun.

Hongjun, too, could feel an indistinct gaze fixed on him at all times.

He knew it was Luohu's stare.

This made his heart tighten, and he quickly intensified his efforts to conceal the aura of the Jade Plate of Creation fragments on him.

At this moment, though Hongjun was panicking inside, not a trace of it showed on his face.

Fortunately, Luohu never caught on.

This allowed Hongjun to breathe a sigh of relief.

Since the myriad races' vitality had not yet returned to its peak, the group of Golden Immortals of the Origin, to prevent these beings from being no match for the Fierce Beasts, specifically passed down some formations during this period.

Their goal was to give the myriad races below the strength to fight the Fierce Beasts.

Upon receiving the formations passed down by the Golden Immortals of the Origin, the myriad races below immediately began cultivating and comprehending them.

They knew that whether they could survive depended on these formations.

The movements of the myriad races also caught the attention of the Fierce Beast race.

Inside the Fierce Beast Nest, Qiong Qi and the others received reports from below.

Listening to the information relayed from below, Qiong Qi and the rest let out cold sneers.

"We were planning to give them a little more time to live, but they don't know when to quit. This time, we'll beat them into submission!"

"Since the myriad races want to play, our Fierce Beast race will play along. Spread the word—have the boys below prepare!!"

After arranging all matters and issuing orders, Qiong Qi, Taotie, Taowu, and the others all stared with worried expressions at the area where Shen Ni was in seclusion.

"I wonder when the big brother will emerge from seclusion?" Qiong Qi furrowed his brow, breaking the suffocating silence first.

As soon as he spoke, the others chimed in agreement.

They all knew that without the Beast Emperor, this war against the myriad races was utterly impossible.

But they had no idea when the Beast Emperor would finally come out.

However, just as they finished their exchange, a majestic and familiar figure silently appeared before them.

It was Shen Ni.

Seeing Shen Ni's figure, Qiong Qi and the others felt an overwhelming surge of joy in their hearts.

"Elder Brother, you've broken through?!"

Yet, faced with the hopeful gazes of the crowd, Shen Ni merely let out a long sigh, then slowly shook his head.

He was indeed still a hair's breadth away. Given one or two Kalpas of time, he had confidence he could break through to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin.

But for now, it wasn't possible.

Thus, upon hearing that the myriad races had made their move, Shen Ni had directly emerged from seclusion.

Seeing Shen Ni slowly shake his head, the group of Great Fiends felt a wave of disappointment.

Qiong Qi, seeing this, quickly spoke up: "So what if Elder Brother hasn't broken through? We beat them before, and we can do it again. In these past few hundred Yuan Hui, our clan has gained two more Golden Immortals of the Origin, not to mention the breakthroughs in all our own strength!"

"If the myriad races want to strike first, we're not afraid of them!"

Taowu chimed in from the side: "Qiong Qi's right. With Elder Brother's methods, breaking through to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin is no difficult feat—it's just that time is a bit short for now. Even if Elder Brother hasn't broken through, our Fierce Beast clan can still crush the myriad races!"

Hearing this, a smile crept onto Shen Ni's face.

"As long as our clan wins this time, I have confidence that I can break through to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin within two Kalpas!!"

At Shen Ni's words, the crowd's eyes burned with fervor as they fixed their gazes on him.

The Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin.

That was something no Golden Immortal of the Origin could compare to.

Even the weakest Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin could, with a flick of the hand, cause countless Golden Immortals of the Origin to perish on the spot, their Dao extinguished.

A mere one or two Kalpas—was that even worth calling time?

As for whether they could defeat the myriad races this time, not a single one doubted they would overpower those myriad race beings.

Thus, another Yuan Hui passed.

On this day, the myriad races' Golden Immortals of the Origin appeared atop Mount Sumeru.

Gazing down at the countless beings below the mountain, they spoke in a deep voice:

"Recall the great war with the Fierce Beast clan in the past—we were defeated. But all of you here know full well that this Kalpa is not yet over. Our myriad races and the Fierce Beast clan still have one great battle ahead. Fortunately, thanks to the heavenly merits bestowed upon us, we have recovered much of our vitality this time."

"So this time, we are determined to wash away the shame of the past. Do you all have the confidence?!"

As the words fell, the beings of the myriad races looked up at the venerable Ancestors standing high in the void, and deep within their hearts, they couldn't help but recall the humiliation they had endured in that brutal war.

In an instant, flames of anger, resentment, and vengeance blazed fiercely in their chests.

The countless beings of the myriad races, their eyes reddening and veins bulging, roared back with all their might:

"We have confidence!!!"

That earth-shaking cry, like a surging tidal wave, gathered the strength and will of billions upon trillions of myriad race beings. The sound seemed to pierce through the nine heavens, reaching the very peak of the sky.

It echoed across the entire Primordial Wilderness, reverberating endlessly.

Hearing the roars from below, the Golden Immortals of the Origin slowly nodded.

Then, their gazes turned toward the Fierce Beast Nest, and with a sweeping wave of their hands, they commanded:

"Set out! In this battle, our myriad races will surely triumph!"

"Triumph!!!"