The Beast Ancestor's Excitement

In the starry sky.

Words silently took shape above the Sky Screen.

[TOP7: Demon Beast Alliance · Blood Fang!]

The instant that line appeared, the Beast Ancestor's body stiffened on the Alliance Leader's throne in the Demon Beast Alliance Main Hall.

His dark golden scales took on a rare sheen in the dim light. The fingers gripping the armrests turned slightly white, but his face remained as stern and unreadable as ever.

"He made the list."

He said only those four words, his voice so calm it sounded as though he were stating a fact that had nothing to do with him.

But Lord Juefeng, standing behind him, saw everything clearly.

The Alliance Leader's tail flicked silently against the floor. It was an instinctive reaction the Beast Ancestor showed only when he was extremely excited.

Lord Juefeng's nine heads all discreetly turned away, pretending they hadn't seen a thing.

The Beast Ancestor had every reason to be excited.

Blood Fang was a disciple he had personally raised. From the awakening of his bloodline to his trials in secret realms, from basic laws to high-level combat, the Beast Ancestor had personally overseen every step.

Although the Demon Beast Alliance had been formed by merging several minor alliances and had far less depth than humanity or the Insect Race, the effort he had invested in Blood Fang was no less than what he had given any Universe Master of a peak race.

And now Blood Fang had made the list.

Seventh place, one rank above Miao Yi of the Insect Race.

"Blood Fang," the Beast Ancestor said slowly.

Below the hall, a lean demon beast covered in dark red scales stepped forward at his call.

He bore some resemblance to the Beast Ancestor, but his features were sharper and his limbs longer. A row of bone blades like barbs lined the tip of his tail. Seen from the side, his whole body resembled a bow drawn to its full moon.

His eyes were a deep blood red, with vertical pupils. They held no wild joy, only the focused, dangerous calm of a hunter watching its prey.

"Your disciple is here."

"Seventh place. Not bad." The Beast Ancestor's lips curled slightly, revealing a row of fangs. "You beat that little illusionist from the Insect Race by one rank. You've made your master proud."

Blood Fang didn't reply. He only lowered his head slightly as the bone blades at the end of his tail brushed together, making a faint metallic ring.

He was known throughout the Demon Beast Alliance as the "Silent Fang."

Not because he was bad with words, but because he was accustomed to turning every emotion into an instinct to kill.

Happiness or anger—it all came down to a single claw on the battlefield.

At the same time, in the Demon Ancestor Secret Realm, the hearts of Tremor Demon Ancestor and Dream Demon Ancestor, which had just eased a little after Frost Parasite made the list, tightened again.

Blood Fang's seventh place already put him among the very best below the Immortal level.

What made it even harder for them to stomach was that Blood Fang was the Beast Ancestor's disciple.

"That traitor's disciple made the list too."

Dream Demon Ancestor's voice was as cold as ice forced through clenched teeth. She never called the Beast Ancestor by name, always referring to him as "the traitor."

A million years ago, when she and Zhen Jiao drove the Beast Ancestor out of the Demon Beast Alliance, he had been so destitute he didn't even have a Supreme Treasure. Now his disciple had outranked Frost Parasite of her Monster Race on the most authoritative ranking in the Primal Universe.

Tremor Demon Ancestor remained silent beside her.

His thoughts stretched further than Meng Cha's. Lie Tianzun and Star Devourer of the Demon Beast Alliance had yet to appear.

If even Blood Fang could rank seventh, then what about Lie Tianzun?

Could that peerless demon beast, whose outspread body could cover half the starry sky, really be ranked even higher?

He didn't dare pursue the thought, but the instincts of the Monster Race told him this wasn't over.

Inside the Zerg Queen's palace, the Zerg Queen furrowed her brow slightly.

She had been satisfied with Miao Yi's eighth place, but Blood Fang of the Demon Beast Alliance had come in seventh, just above Miao Yi. That left her somewhat displeased.

"The Demon Beast Alliance does have some ability." The Zerg Queen's voice remained melodious, but all the Mother Emperors present could hear the faint chill beneath it.

She gently turned the Eternal Pearl in her palm. A sharp glint flashed through her beautiful eyes. "But the rankings aren't over yet. Let's see what comes next."

Ren remained silent behind her, but his Zerg Warriors' instincts were already quantifying and modeling Blood Fang's combat style, storing it at the highest priority in the core of their soul network.

Inside the Machine Race Divine Kingdom, Father God's computational core updated its combat database at millisecond speed.

Blood Fang's appearance stirred no emotion in him, only a logical assessment: the Demon Beast Alliance had a talented contender on the list, ranked above the Insect Race but below the human candidates he expected.

Blood Fang's combat style favored speed and single-target assassinations. It overlapped with Zero's precision long-range attacks, so the priority of the simulated battles needed to be readjusted based on the rewards announced later.

Zero stood silently at the edge of the platform. Blood Fang's seventh-place ranking stirred no emotion in him; he had no emotional module.

But in his tactical database, a simulated opponent that had originally occupied seventh place in the combat sequence was automatically overwritten and replaced with Blood Fang.

Among the upper ranks of the Human Hong Alliance, City Lord of Chaos merely nodded slightly when he saw Blood Fang's name. His expression didn't change at all.

It was no surprise that the Demon Beast Alliance had a prodigy in seventh place. The Beast Ancestor had managed to unite seventy-two Universe Masters into a loose alliance over a million years. His capabilities were plain to see.

And Blood Fang was his most valued disciple. His appearance on the list was expected.

"Blood Fang." City Lord of Chaos repeated the name softly, his gaze still calm. "Seventh place means he's being compared with opponents who excel in both Law Comprehension and willpower.

"With every rank higher, the gap in the combination of talent and character will only grow."

Darkness Master rasped from beside him, "Those two on our side—one has stayed at World Lord Level for a million years, holding back his breakthrough, while the other shocked even Giant Axe when he ventured into the Illusion Sea. Put them together, and I'm not worried about how the remaining places will be distributed."

Then he fell silent without offering any explanation and continued watching the Sky Screen.

Above them, Blood Fang's battle projection slowly unfolded.

It showed a vast, seemingly endless starry wasteland. A shattered asteroid belt stretched across the battlefield, countless chunks of rock slowly tumbling in the faint light of distant stars.

Blood Fang's figure ricocheted through it at terrifying speed. His straight-line charge already approached the theoretical limit for a Peak World Lord, but what truly made people's scalps crawl was how he changed direction at high speed without slowing down at all.

Each turn was as clean as a blade slicing through water, without the slightest pause.

His opponent was a powerful Marquis-level Immortal demon beast, over thirty thousand kilometers long and covered in thick, dark golden armor. Barbs covered its shell, each one capable of unleashing a shock wave powerful enough to tear through space.

The Immortal demon beast's defense and firepower coverage were both among the best of its rank.

But against Blood Fang, its firepower failed to lock onto its target from the very beginning.

Blood Fang was simply too fast. He didn't dodge by teleporting or hiding, but through sheer physical speed, repeatedly cutting through the asteroid belt along zigzagging paths. Each turn landed precisely in the blind spot of his opponent's attacks.

A shock wave unleashed by the dark golden Immortal demon beast struck one of Blood Fang's afterimages. The next instant, Blood Fang was already at its flank. The bone blades at the end of his tail flashed like lightning, slicing through a hairline gap between its plates with a short, piercing metallic screech.

The dark golden Immortal demon beast counterattacked in a fury, firing the barbs on its shell. Thousands of shock waves swept toward Blood Fang in a storm.

Blood Fang charged forward instead of retreating, darting through the gaps between the shock waves as he unleashed his signature innate ability: Blood Burning Assault.

His dark red scales suddenly blazed. Beneath every scale, searing energy surged, almost liquid in form. His speed surged in an instant, and a straight red afterimage streaked across the void.

When the afterimage came to a halt, one of the dark golden alien demon beast's limbs had already been torn off at the root.

The shock waves stopped abruptly.

In the next few projections, Blood Fang's fighting style could be summed up in three words: fast, ruthless, relentless.

Every attack went straight for a vital spot. Every strike was delivered with everything he had, without holding back or leaving himself room to retreat.

He didn't rely on domain suppression or Soul Attacks.

He combined pure speed and lethal force, carrying the hunter's creed of "one strike, one kill" to its absolute limit.

In one projection, he even managed to kill his opponent after losing his left forepaw, using the bone blades on his tail to finish the fight. Only after the battle ended did he lower his head and lick the stump. He didn't even blink.

As the battle projections slowly faded, every observer in the Primal Universe understood one thing.

Blood Fang had earned seventh place through sheer slaughter, not bloodline or resources.

[Blood Fang of the Demon Beast Alliance. Ninth level of the World Lord stage.]

[Law Comprehension: High King.]

[Willpower: Low Marquis.]

[Overall Evaluation: S-grade talent and comprehension, A+-grade willpower, B-grade character.]

[His comprehension, willpower, and potential for growth make him worthy of seventh place among the top ten talents below the Immortal level in the Third Reincarnation Era of the Primal Universe.]

[Review complete.]

[Reward: Divine Power Burning Secret Technique (first stage).]

[Reward: Domain-type Supreme Treasure · Snow Sand Sea.]

[Reward: True God-level Will Secret Technique, one volume. (Note: A True God is a "Universe Strongest One." Once mastered, this secret technique can kill any existence with willpower below the True God level.)]

When the words "True God-level Will Secret Technique" appeared on the Sky Screen, the entire Primal Universe fell silent.

A Domain-type Supreme Treasure was already shocking enough, but a True God-level Will Secret Technique was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

Will Secret Techniques were forbidden methods that could directly destroy a soul. Complete teachings that could be learned were practically nonexistent in the Primal Universe. Only a handful of Universe Strongest Ones had independently worked out a few crude applications through sheer talent.

Yet this time, the Sky Screen had presented a complete secret technique, explicitly labeled "True God-level."

Once fully mastered, it could annihilate any lifeform with a single thought, so long as its willpower was below the True God level!

And how many beings did that include? The Primal Universe had no shortage of Immortals.

The transition from World Lord to Immortal was a vast divide, and another lay between Immortals and Venerables.

Every lifeform between those two divides would be utterly helpless against this Will Secret Technique.

That meant that once Blood Fang mastered the secret technique, he would possess a devastating trump card capable of attacking a wide area in any battlefield below the True God level.

Tremor Demon Ancestor's pupils contracted sharply.

He had lived through countless eras and seen every kind of storm, yet even he didn't have a True God-level Will Secret Technique.

Dream Demon Ancestor fell completely silent, complex emotions churning deep in her serpent eyes.

She had been relieved that Frost Parasite received Mist Veil Armor, an armor-type Supreme Treasure. But compared to a True God-level Will Secret Technique, its value was on a completely different level.

The Zerg Queen clenched the Eternal Pearl. For the first time, her pretty face lost its composed smile.

She specialized in Soul Attacks and understood the significance of a Will Secret Technique better than almost anyone present.

This was genuine foundation for a race. Even existences like the Machine Race, which had no souls, could still be countered by a Will Secret Technique!

Inside the Demon Beast Alliance Main Hall, the Beast Ancestor could no longer maintain his calm.

He shot to his feet from the Alliance Leader's throne, his scaled chest heaving for several seconds.

The surge in the alliance's strength was one thing. What truly made him unable to suppress his delighted grin was that Blood Fang's Will Secret Technique was an area-of-effect ability. In the struggle between his Demon Beast Alliance and the Monster Race, they desperately needed a trump card capable of turning a small force into a major one.

Blood Fang extended a forepaw and caught the silver-white sphere of light drifting down from the Sky Screen.

The moment it touched his scales, the sphere of light merged into his body. An ancient, icy inheritance of will surged into the depths of his soul.

He closed his eyes. A moment later, he opened them again and nodded slightly toward the Beast Ancestor.

"Your disciple understands the value of this secret technique. I'll share it with you right away, Master."

The Beast Ancestor looked at Blood Fang, his eyes full of approval.

Lord Juefeng was even more overjoyed.

When the Thorn Ring Alliance had joined the Demon Beast Alliance, the decision had sparked endless internal disputes. Now, seeing the Beast Ancestor's personal disciple ranked seventh on the Sky Screen and rewarded with a True God-level Will Secret Technique, he knew the alliance's future had a pillar to support it.

Meanwhile, in Chaos City, Luo Feng and Hong stood together on the same cultivation terrace, gazing up at the Sky Screen.

Hong was usually composed, but this time his brows furrowed slightly, a rare sight.

"True God-level Will Secret Technique." He repeated the name under his breath.

Luo Feng glanced sideways at him but said nothing. He knew what Hong was thinking.

Hong's willpower had crossed the threshold of a Venerable a million years ago. In terms of willpower, he feared no one.

But Blood Fang had received a complete inheritance, which meant systematic application rather than relying solely on the force of his willpower.

The tactical gap between the two was far greater than the written statistics suggested.

"Are you worried about him?" Luo Feng asked.

"I'm not worried." Hong shook his head, his gaze still calm. "I'm wondering—if seventh place received a True God-level Will Secret Technique, what will those above him get?"

Luo Feng smiled and patted Hong on the shoulder without saying more.

His Law Comprehension had already reached the early Venerable level. With his four clones and the first four forms of Seven Changes of Yan God, he had a clear sense of his own strength.

But Blood Fang's secret technique had indeed reminded him of something.

The Sky Screen was becoming increasingly generous with its rewards, and each rank brought a qualitative leap.

From Black Flame Blade to Mist Veil Armor, then Tianlan Domain, and now Snow Sand Sea plus a Will Secret Technique.

The rewards kept escalating with every rank.

On an unremarkable planet at the edge of the Milky Way Galaxy, Yang Yu lowered his wine gourd. His eyes remained calm and still. The Sky Screen was getting more and more interesting.