The Primal Universe's New Landscape

Territory of the Ethereal Alliance.

Miao Yun Master led eighteen Universe Masters, arrayed in perfect formation within the void. Behind them stood the core members of their respective races, with dense, overlapping divine kingdom transmission channels lined up in the rear.

"I, Miao Yun, on behalf of the nineteen races of the Ethereal Alliance, do hereby formally pledge our allegiance to the human race!"

Miao Yun Master knelt on one knee, his voice echoing through the starry sky. His body, covered in pale purple scales, trembled slightly—not from fear, but from agitation.

The nineteen Universe Masters knelt in unison, a truly spectacular sight.

City Lord of Chaos arrived in person, representing the human race to accept this pledge of allegiance.

"From this day forth, the nineteen races of the Ethereal Alliance are members of our human Hong Alliance." The voice of City Lord of Chaos was gentle and steady, yet carried an unquestionable majesty. "Your territory, the humans shall protect. Your people, the humans shall shield. But should you harbor any duplicity..."

He did not continue, but the aura radiating from this top-tier Level 5 Universe Master was enough to make every Universe Master present feel a chill in their hearts.

"Rest assured, City Lord. We swear that we shall be loyal to the human race for generations, never to harbor any duplicity!" Miao Yun Master spoke first, and the eighteen Universe Masters behind him echoed in unison.

City Lord of Chaos nodded slightly upon hearing this, a look of satisfaction appearing on his face.

Although the nineteen Universe Masters of the Ethereal Alliance were generally not strong, they possessed a considerable number and controlled a significant scale of territory and resources.

More importantly, they had set a good precedent.

Those who defect first will always receive the best terms.

"Miao Yun, you have made the right choice." Before leaving, City Lord of Chaos patted Miao Yun Master on the shoulder.

Miao Yun Master watched City Lord of Chaos depart, let out a long sigh of relief, and turned to the Universe Masters behind him. "Everyone, from now on, we belong to the humans. Put away your other thoughts and do your work well."

No one objected.

In the face of life and death, so-called freedom is merely a luxury.

Demon Beast Alliance, Ancestral Hall.

Unlike the joyous atmosphere of the Ethereal Alliance, the atmosphere here was so oppressive it felt as if it could be wrung out like water.

Beast Ancestor sat upright on his throne, his dark golden scales gleaming coldly in the dim light. His fingers tapped against the armrest, producing a dull, rhythmic sound.

"Reporting to the Alliance Master." Lord Juefeng lowered all nine of his heads in unison, reporting cautiously. "All twenty-six Universe Masters of the Nine Domains Alliance have confirmed they are staying. The fifteen Universe Masters of the Thorn Ring Alliance have also indicated they will not leave."

"In addition, two scattered groups that split from the former Snow Border Alliance, totaling three Universe Masters, have also formally joined our Demon Beast Alliance."

"And regarding the 'Bone Demon Race'..."

"Isn't the Bone Demon Race planning to defect to the humans?" Beast Ancestor's voice was icy.

"There was a disagreement within the Bone Demon Race." Lord Juefeng hurriedly explained. "Bone Demon Master insisted on defecting to the humans, but his deputy, 'Bone Breaker Master', was unwilling. Bone Breaker Master took three Universe Overlords and a portion of the clansmen from the race to split off and defect to us."

"Also, the 'Blood Soul Race' and the 'Shadow Race', two scattered groups that have always remained neutral, have also proactively contacted us, expressing their desire to join."

Beast Ancestor's fingers, which had been tapping the armrest, stopped.

"Give me the total."

"Reporting to the Alliance Master, excluding the defecting Ethereal Alliance and adding the newly joined races, our Demon Beast Alliance now has a total of 72 Universe Masters!"

Lord Juefeng's voice finally gained a hint of confidence.

72 Universe Masters.

This number had already surpassed the Demon Race and the Machine Race, second only to the Insect Race and the humans!

Beast Ancestor stood up slowly, his scarlet eyes sweeping over the Universe Masters in the hall.

"72... not many, but not few either."

His voice was low and powerful. "Pass down the order: from today, 10 Universe Masters are to remain in my small universe to preserve the spark, while the remaining sixty are to be divided into three teams to take turns guarding the borders of our territory. Without my order, no one is permitted to initiate conflict with the humans."

"Furthermore, spare no effort to win over those scattered forces still on the sidelines. The terms can be appropriately relaxed, but you must find a way to ensure their loyalty! Anyone willing to defect must provide a portion of their talented geniuses to be sent to my small universe for cultivation."

"Yes!"

Lord Juefeng received the order and left.

Taking these defectors into his small universe was, in reality, taking 'hostages'. This was also to ensure the loyalty of those who had defected.

Beast Ancestor sat back down on his throne, cold light flickering in his eyes.

He remembered the scene where Founder Giant Axe forced him to retreat.

But he would not endure it forever.

"Those two idiots from the Demon Race, that old thing Starry Sky Progenitor, and Giant Axe..."

Beast Ancestor muttered to himself, "Just wait. The era that belongs to me will eventually arrive."

Deep in the void, at the edge of the Flame World.

Just as the Demon Beast Alliance was regrouping, those scattered forces that had not yet found a backer were also frantically searching for a way out.

Mountain Sitting Guest had rejected all invitations, which caused them to turn their gaze toward two other equally powerful, unattached lone peak experts: True Void Demon God and Shihua Island Master.

A streak of light cut through the void and stopped at the edge of the Flame World.

"Lord True Void! I am Silver Moon Master, leader of the 'Silver Moon Race'. I implore you to emerge and serve as an honorary elder for our race! The terms are yours to decide!"

Silver Moon Master's voice echoed in the void, filled with urgency and pleading.

However, there was no response from within the Flame World.

"Lord Xuzhen!"

Silver Moon Master spoke again, his voice now tinged with a hint of pleading.

Finally, a cold, indifferent voice drifted out from the Flame World: "I said I am not interested. If you continue to pester me, you need not bother returning."

Silver Moon Master's face turned pale. Not daring to utter another word, he turned and fled.

Similar scenes were playing out across various voids throughout the Primal Universe.

Outside the Black Abyss Palace of Shihua Island Master, at least a dozen groups of envoys had gathered; some came from scattered tribes, others from secondary alliances, and there were even scouts from the Crystal Race and the Prison Race.

Yet, the gates of the Black Abyss Palace remained firmly shut.

"Everyone, please return," the voice of Shihua Island Master echoed from within the palace, gentle yet distant. "I, Shihua, have long been accustomed to walking alone. I have no interest in the position of alliance leader."

"My Lord..."

"If you do not leave now, you shall remain here forever."

Outside the Black Abyss Palace, a deathly silence fell.

The envoys exchanged glances, eventually having no choice but to depart in dejection.

Deep within the Black Abyss Palace, Shihua Island Master sat cross-legged, his long silver hair cascading over his purple robes, his handsome face devoid of any expression.

"Divine Power Burning Technique..."

Shihua Island Master whispered to himself, "I never expected such a heaven-defying secret technique to appear in the Primal Universe. Mountain Sitting Guest obtained the Fire Spirit Fruit, Giant Axe secured three supreme treasures, and even that Old Beast God acquired a burning technique..."

"But what does any of this have to do with me?"

He slowly closed his eyes, continuing to contemplate the path of space-time.

To him, all the turmoil in the outside world was nothing more than passing smoke.

Transcending the reincarnation cycle was his only goal.

On a nameless planet, within the Jin King Palace.

Yang Yu sat cross-legged atop a mountain peak, holding a pot of fine wine and sipping it leisurely.

Through his eldest disciple, Puti, who had joined the human race, Yang Yu kept a close eye on the movements of all the various factions.

"Neither Xuzhen nor Shihua are willing to be the alliance leader, which saves me quite a bit of trouble."

Yang Yu smiled faintly. "If they were to follow the Beast Ancestor's example and form some sort of alliance, this Primal Universe would truly descend into chaos."

Although he did not fear chaos, he did not wish to see the situation spiral out of control.

After all, Luo Feng was still in his growth phase and required a relatively stable environment.

"The Beast Ancestor has recruited 72 Universe Masters, which is not bad," Yang Yu recalled the original plot. "But with Giant Axe suppressing them, they won't be able to stir up any real trouble for the time being."

He took a sip of wine, his gaze piercing through the endless space-time to look toward the depths of the Universe Ocean.

"As for those fellows from the First and Second Reincarnation Eras... they have likely heard the message from the Sky Screen as well."

The corners of Yang Yu's mouth curled upward slightly. "This is getting interesting."