Who's Right, Who's Wrong? In the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, it's merely an evolution.

First Kirin's gaze flickered, and between opening and closing, visions of heaven and earth being born seemed to emerge.

"The Fierce Beasts won't cross the Western Land." He spoke with extreme calm, yet carried immense confidence.

Ancestor Dragon nodded slightly, his voice indifferent: "The Western Land can be given to them for now. That will also buy our three clans time to develop."

Shifting the topic, Yuan Huang's gaze turned cold in an instant.

The Primordial World's Western Land bordered her Phoenix Clan's Southern Region.

The Fierce Beast Ancestral Court sat at the junction of the Western and Southern lands.

If war erupted, her Phoenix Clan would bear the brunt of it!

The reason she had been pressuring Ancestor Dragon and First Kirin, between the lines, was precisely because she knew that if the Fierce Beasts secured the Western Land, their next target would inevitably be the Phoenix Clan!

Yet Ancestor Dragon and First Kirin could stand by and watch safely.

The Sea Region and the Central Land were far from the Western Land; even if the Fierce Beasts dominated the West, they couldn't threaten them immediately.

Yuan Huang sighed inwardly.

This was the cruelty of the situation.

If she were in their position, she would make the same choice.

Seeing her expression, Ancestor Dragon said softly, "In the short term, the Fierce Beasts won't leave the Western Land. This is our opportunity."

First Kirin nodded in agreement.

Yuan Huang was silent for a moment, her eyes blazing like fire, before finally speaking slowly: "Since that's the case, let's do as you say. We'll use this time to build up our strength."

With that, the meeting of the three came to an end.

Yuan Huang returned to the Immortal Volcano, gazing toward the Western Land, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

"If the Fierce Beasts truly unify the West, the first to be dealt with will be the Phoenix Clan."

This was beyond doubt.

Whether geographically or strategically, the Phoenix Clan was the best breakthrough point.

Yuan Huang's gaze turned icy as she murmured, "Since you make the first move, don't blame me for making the fifteenth!"

In her heart, a new plan was already taking shape.

Deep within Chaos.

A massive chaotic cocoon floated amidst raging storms and gale winds.

Worlds were born and died, Space-Time shifted, and finally, the giant cocoon split open!

A monstrous beast, with a body spanning billions of trillions of miles, roared forth!

Star Rivers swirled around it like specks of dust, the universe hung like ornaments in the void.

Endless devouring light surged from its mouth and nostrils, transforming into Dao patterns, interweaving and flickering in and out of existence.

Chaos Qi surged in torrents, and the beast, as if never satisfied, devoured madly.

Immortal divinity emerged on its surface, a Dharma wheel coalesced behind its head, and phantom images of three thousand Eternal Great Worlds appeared.

"Roar...!"

The roar shook Chaos, worlds were born and died in succession, and the vicissitudes of the seas and mulberry fields evolved in an instant.

Long Zang's voice came, low and deep: "I've reached the limit."

This seclusion had pushed his Great Luo Realm to its end.

To go further, only endless years of tempering remained.

Achieving the Dao through the physical body alone—this had never been done before, ancient or modern. It was a lonely and difficult path!

"Continuing seclusion is meaningless." Long Zang looked up at Chaos.

This was the origin of all things, and also the ultimate Return to Ruins.

To waste more time here would only be futile.

So, he turned and returned to the Primordial World.

His first stop was still the Immortal Volcano in the Southern Region.

This was the only place, besides the Pangu Divine Hall, that he knew and felt close to.

At the volcano's peak, flames churned.

A familiar voice came: "You're back."

Long Zang smiled freely, turning to look at Yuan Huang: "Millions of years without seeing you, and you're still as beautiful as ever."

Yuan Huang paid it no mind.

After millions of years of companionship, she had long grown accustomed to Long Zang's occasional frivolity.

To her, this was not an offense but rather added a bit of interest.

Long Zang sat in a pavilion within the Phoenix Clan's lesser realm. The jade-white lake shimmered with rippling light, the Three Lights Divine Water clear as a mirror.

He raised his gourd of wine, took a leisurely sip, and smiled at Yuan Huang. "You seem troubled by something. Care to tell me about it?"

Yuan Huang sighed softly, her gaze flickering.

She slowly recounted the details of her recent meeting with Ancestor Dragon and First Kirin.

Long Zang listened and nodded.

He understood well that if he were in their position, he would have chosen the same path.

The fate of a clan was at stake—this was no time for impulsive pride.

"Then what do you plan to do?" Long Zang's eyes gleamed with interest as he fixed them on Yuan Huang.

Yuan Huang was silent for a long moment, her expression gradually turning cold.

"Since they show no righteousness, do not blame me for abandoning honor. If the Ferocious Beasts truly strike at my Phoenix Clan, and the Dragon Clan and Qilin Clan stand by and do nothing, then do not fault me for defecting to the Ferocious Beasts!"

Long Zang was momentarily stunned, then realization dawned.

This was clearly coercion!

If the Dragon Clan and Qilin Clan refused to help, she would threaten to switch sides.

Either support the Phoenix, or watch the entire Southern Region of the Primordial World fall into the hands of the Ferocious Beasts.

If it were Ancestor Dragon or First Kirin, they would never dare to sit idly by either.

Long Zang chuckled and raised his gourd for a hearty drink. "That's not a bad plan."

Yuan Huang nodded, her expression resolute.

Whether she truly intended to join the Ferocious Beasts was unimportant. What mattered was that she had no other choice.

If the Phoenix Clan alone tried to withstand the full might of the Ferocious Beasts, that would be suicide!

Thus, she would force the other two clans to weigh the stakes as well, refusing to let them stand aloof.

"If only the Witch Clan had already emerged," Yuan Huang said, a flicker of complexity in her eyes as she looked at Long Zang.

Long Zang smiled freely. "My clan's emergence is still far off."

The Immeasurable Calamity of the Ferocious Beasts had not yet passed, and the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity had yet to arrive. Naturally, the Witch Clan would not appear.

He understood Yuan Huang's meaning—she wished to fight alongside the Witch Clan.

But for now, he alone was the anomaly.

Let us speak of two blossoms on separate branches.

In the western Primordial World, the iron hooves of the Ferocious Beast Clan swept across the land.

Mindless beasts surged like a tide, while the intelligent ones led countless hordes, staining the earth with blood.

Only one clan remained untouched by their ambition.

That was the Innate White Tiger Clan!

Though their fame did not match that of the Dragon, Phoenix, or Qilin, they were truly a top-tier clan of the Primordial World.

Behind them stood one of the Four Innate Saints... the White Tiger!

East Azure Dragon, West White Tiger, South Vermilion Bird, North Black Tortoise.

Since the dawn of creation, they had stood as the innate divinities at the four poles of heaven and earth!

They held the Heavenly Mandate for Sagehood, eternal beings who suppressed the four directions of the world.

Though they were Sages, bound by their duties, they could not appear in the world except during an Immeasurable Calamity, forever confined to guarding their respective domains.

The White Tiger Clan was born from the White Tiger's response to the Great Dao of Geng Metal Slaughter.

They were born masters of the Great Dao of Geng Metal Slaughter, unmatched in sharpness and ferocity.

Though they kept a low profile and remained hidden, they were among the pinnacle forces of the Primordial World.

Shen Ni was no fool.

He knew well that provoking the White Tiger Clan now would only invite trouble.

Even if he could destroy them, the cost would be devastating. It was better to leave them be for now.

Once he truly unified the Primordial World, he could return to subdue them at his leisure.

The only trouble was that, though the White Tiger Clan rarely emerged, their prestige was immense.

Many smaller clans of the Primordial World chose to submit to the White Tiger, seeking their protection.

This irritated Shen Ni greatly, but he could only swallow his resentment.

He knew in his heart that the greatest obstacle to unifying the Primordial World was not the White Tiger, but those three clans.

He would never forget...

The very day he established the Divine Dynasty, Ancestor Dragon, Yuan Huang, and First Kirin all declared their emergence at the same time!

That was clearly a blatant provocation laid out in the open!

In the Great Desolation World, there has never been absolute right or wrong.

Whether the Ferocious Beast Clan or the Three Innate Races, they all merely advance along their own paths.

Who is right and who is wrong? In the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, it is nothing more than an evolution.