In the north, west, and east of Berely, the frenzied war had entered its white-hot stage. Every day, hundreds of thousands of nonhuman beings were killed; every day, the ancient evil creatures under Lin Qi's command spawned hundreds of thousands of offspring to join the battlefield. As more and more nonhuman beings died in battle, the demonic beast army under Lin Qi's command grew ever larger.
Day after day passed. The demonic beast legions of the Dragon Mountain Empire had even formed large-scale spearhead corps, which began carving up and encircling the nonhuman positions like sharp blades. As the demonic beast legions' offensive grew increasingly fierce, the nonhumans' losses abruptly surged by another enormous margin.
Nonhuman gods such as Rhein remained unmoved by the casualties among their believers. They merely issued order after order with cold indifference, relentlessly urging the nonhumans to advance south and launch their most desperate attacks southward. The flesh and blood of believers piled upon the ground, corpses heaped into mountains—the sight pleased these cruel gods. Meanwhile, the souls of those believers wailed high in the sky, only to be harvested by Lin Qi.
The bloodline essences within countless fallen nonhuman warriors were drawn from afar by the strange altar underground, gradually transforming into a wondrous power of origin that continuously flowed into Amu Lulu's body. Within that vast underground cavern, Amu Lulu's body had already been tightly wrapped within an enormous blood-colored cocoon, and her aura was becoming more and more unfathomable.
Lin Qi left behind an energy incarnation to hold Berely, then sent several more energy incarnations to other places across the Western Continent. His true body, meanwhile, arrived in the east through a magic teleportation array and secretly infiltrated the Holy Mountain.
On the northern side of the giant Canyon that separated the