Ancestral Beast and the Second Beginning

Looking at the lush, verdant garden before him, Huang Wuye had a feeling that if he wasn't mistaken, this was the place.

It had been nearly three years; barring any accidents, this was the final destination of his journey.

Recalling the bits and pieces of his experiences on Giant Wood Planet over these three years, Huang Wuye felt extremely satisfied. He intended to bring this journey to a perfect close.

He patted the massive body of Dragon Owl, leaped down from its back, and landed slowly on the soft earth.

Inhaling the fragrance of the soil and green leaves, he felt exceptionally wonderful.

He did not intend to bring the big guy inside, as that would ruin this rare, pristine land.

As for the Pygmy Kingdom and the massive flower clusters before him, they could not cause him any trouble, for he had not spent these three years in vain.

"General Mighty, just wait for me here! I shall return shortly!"

He turned his head and spoke to the massive figure of Dragon Owl.

"Roar. Very well!" A low growl and a telepathic message came through, and then the mountain-like figure began to move further and further away.

Seeing General Mighty's figure receding, Huang Wuye walked straight into the Pygmy Kingdom.

At this moment, countless members of the Pygmy race were already standing in battle formation on the outskirts of the kingdom, having long been attracted by the commotion caused by Huang Wuye and Dragon Owl earlier.

As Huang Wuye approached, they all became agitated, chattering and chirping incessantly.

Huang Wuye walked quickly and arrived at the front before long; he was in no hurry and simply waited there.

Seeing that he did not advance further or make any aggressive moves, the two sides fell into a stalemate.

As time passed, more and more Pygmies gathered, and the giant vines covering the surrounding land were completely covered with their figures.

It was unknown how much time had passed when, accompanied by a series of melodious and lighthearted sounds, the Pygmies spread their wings and flew into the sky.

They danced to this melodious and ancient song, their movements exquisite, smiles gracing their faces.

Countless flowers burst forth from the surrounding giant flower clusters, adding a touch of color to this beautiful dance.

In the air, the countless Pygmies formed large and small flowers, circling one another.

They moved their bodies to form the leaves of these giant flowers, as if swaying in the wind.

This was a grand tribute, a unique ritual of the Pygmy race used to welcome distinguished guests, royalty, or for important events like sacrifices.

Huang Wuye watched with great interest; the dance of the Pygmy race was truly unique.

As time progressed, their dance became increasingly dazzling, and silver secret patterns were etched into the void.

The song that seemed to serve as accompaniment was nearing its end, and finally, after a loud, resonant sound, it ceased.

The dance in the air stopped, and a giant silver flower was etched into the sky out of thin air, looking magnificent.

A wide path opened up in the middle of the small flowers formed by the Pygmies.

At this moment, a procession slowly emerged from the path that had spread out.

Before long, a giant flower basket first caught Huang Wuye's eyes, with a stunningly beautiful figure sitting inside.

The entire flower basket floated in mid-air, followed by a guard unit dressed in white.

This strange procession was now heading toward Huang Wuye, surrounded by countless Pygmies, while a warm, soft, and sweet voice reached Huang Wuye's ears.

"Greetings, honorable guest! Yu Nuo, Matriarch of the Flower Language Clan, welcomes you on behalf of the Flower Language Clan!"

Huang Wuye was somewhat surprised to hear this; it seemed these Pygmies—no, the Flower Language Clan—could communicate. He then looked at Yu Nuo with suspicion, as the little one did not seem surprised by his arrival.

"I imagine you are quite surprised, guest. I once had the honor of seeing the face of your ancestor. Since you have come, guest, it must be for the sake of the Ancestral Beast. So, please, follow me!"

Yu Nuo smiled gently and explained in a soft voice.

Clearly, Yu Nuo was aware of Huang Wuye's intentions, and she pointed them out without waiting for him to say more.

Huang Wuye could not ask too many questions, so he followed Yu Nuo into the Pygmy Kingdom.

On the way, Huang Wuye took the opportunity to learn some details. It turned out that this so-called Ancestral Beast was a giant beast that had been gestating for a long time; it was discovered by a member of the Desolate God Clan, who then used their methods to control it.

It was kept for the outstanding descendants of the clan to use for possession, but because it was quite precious, ordinary disciples were not qualified to be granted the right to possess it.

Secondly, most clansmen could not accept the feeling of becoming a giant creature, so it had been left there all this time.

The Flower Language Clan were the guardians appointed by the clan to watch over the Ancestral Beast, which was why they were leading Huang Wuye there now.

On one side, the Night Emperor clone's journey was nearing completion with the help of Yu Nuo of the Flower Language Clan, while on the other side, Huang Wuye's true self had finished his cultivation and made great progress.

At this moment, Huang Wuye's true self was in the Virtual Universe, accompanied by many other genius Universe-level warriors who had passed the preliminary selection.

Every one of them was truly one in ten million, without a hint of exaggeration.

They were all full of spirit, their auras surging, each radiating a sharp edge.

These were the one thousand people selected in the preliminary round of the Meteor Universe Kingdom.

The one thousand Universe-level genius warriors selected for the Universe-Level Warrior Tournament from the Meteor Universe Kingdom were all present here.

Huang Wuye and his three companions were naturally among them, but at this moment, they stood out like cranes in a flock of chickens. With the four of them as the center, a large circle surrounded them, and nearly a thousand pairs of eyes were curiously sizing them up.

As for the reason, it lay with Huang Wuye; although his effortless slaughter in the Eighty-Third World Zone had not been widely circulated, it had still caused a stir among these geniuses.

"Little Uncle, what exactly did you do? Look at the treatment we're getting."

Feeling the gaze that pricked his back like thorns, even Huang Hu, with his somewhat rough temperament, could not help but sigh!

"I didn't do anything!"

Huang Wuye naturally could not admit it; he had just gotten a little carried away, which was perfectly normal, right!

"Silence!"

Just as the surrounding discussions began to grow louder, a voice that pierced straight into the soul entered their ears, awakening the Universe-Level geniuses whose thoughts had begun to wander.

Suddenly, a towering figure appeared in the air, and a vast wave of power emanated from that spot; this was a Marquis-level Immortal Flame God, hailing from the Meteor Sacred Land.

He was not one of the three Immortals who presided over the Sacred Land, but he was undoubtedly one of the trusted confidants of the Meteor Kingdom Lord.

He swept his gaze over the one thousand Universe-Level geniuses beneath his feet, nodding slightly.

"Haha, my name is Xichen. You may address me as Lord Xichen.

Not bad, you little ones in this batch are quite decent!

However, only a few of you will be able to enter the top one thousand of the Universe Human-Universe-Level Warrior Tournament and be recruited by the Virtual Universe Company.

For most of you, the goal of this final battle is to witness the gap between yourselves and true geniuses.

After all, the gap between one genius and another is the greatest of all.

Keep a level head; it does not matter if you fail! Because the gates of the Meteor Sacred Land will be open to you."

Listening to the words of this Immortal God who called himself Xichen, many of the geniuses felt dazed; after all, geniuses are inherently confident, and each of them was a rare existence who had seldom met an opponent, refusing to submit to anyone before having actually crossed blades.

Xichen did not mind, sweeping them up with a wave of his large hand; he still had to take these little ones to the rendezvous point!