Deep in an unnamed region of Barren Race territory, four fierce beasts gathered in secret, discussing their next move in hushed voices.
"Tell me, how are things going on your fronts?" Qiongqi asked gravely, his savage face turning toward the other three beasts.
"Ah, things couldn't be much worse."
Taotie gave a bitter laugh. "On my side, I've run into a joint hunt by the Primordial Wilderness's Three Sects—the Human Teachings, Chan Sect, and Jie Sect.
"All three are lineages founded by Sages, beings in the primordial grand Luo golden immortal realm our emperor spent so long pursuing.
"Although those three Sages haven't acted personally, their sects have sent out six primordial golden immortals between them. I don't dare show myself carelessly.
"And that fellow from the Human Teachings seems to have seen through the method I use to make the Barren Race revert to their ancestral forms.
"Brothers, could you come lend me a hand?"
No sooner had Taotie finished than Taowu replied with a bitter laugh. "You only have six primordial golden immortals to deal with. I have eight! And those eight can draw on the power of the stars, giving them practically limitless magical power. Their leader in particular is outrageously strong—I made some discreet inquiries, and he's Dao Venerable Gou Chen's eldest disciple."
Chaos, the last of the four, sighed upon hearing their complaints. "That's nothing. I'm the one who's truly suffering. Several members of the Witch Clan have bodies so powerful that even I can't compare. Almost all the clansmen I painstakingly restored to their ancestral forms have ended up in those people's stomachs. I'm too frightened to show myself, lest they catch me and roast me the moment I appear."
After speaking, the three exchanged sorrowful looks before letting out a collective sigh.
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