Shen Ni Descends Upon the World

The armies of the Three Clans passed through the spatial rift, and the moment they set foot in the Far West Lands, everyone held their breath.

A heavy stench of blood assailed them. Rotting odor mixed with bloodshed, enough to make one retch.

As far as the eye could see, the earth was cracked, vegetation had turned to ash, and mutilated remains of living beings littered the ground, bearing witness to the tragedy that had occurred not long ago.

"Bastards." Shi Qilin cursed under his breath, tightening his grip on the long staff in his hand.

Before the three armies could even reform their ranks, clouds of dust rose on the distant horizon.

The beast horde had discovered them. Qiongqi, at their head, beat his wings and let out a piercing roar:

"Men! Kill them! Then nothing in the Primordial World will stand in our way!"

"Roar!!!"

Countless Ferocious Beasts surged forward at the cry, flooding toward the armies of the Three Clans.

Zulong stood at the center of the army. Watching the incoming beast tide, his expression did not change. He merely slowly drew the sword at his waist and pointed it forward.

"Warriors of the Three Clans, heed my command... kill!"

"Kill!!!"

The armies of the Three Clans roared in unison and charged headlong into the beast tide.

The two torrents collided with a thunderous crash.

The great battle erupted.

The Dragon Clan warriors rode the clouds and mist; the Phoenix Clan warriors spread a sea of flames across the sky; the Qilin Clan warriors stamped the ground, summoning earth to form shields that protected the others.

The instant the two sides met, a brutal slaughter began.

Dragon roars, phoenix cries, and qilin howls intertwined with the bellowing of the Ferocious Beasts, shaking even the earth.

The gleam of spells and the spray of flesh and blood formed a gruesome tableau. Lives vanished every moment.

Hundun, Qiongqi, and Taowu, the three great generals, stepped forward as well.

Hundun fixed his sights on Zulong, Qiongqi pounced at Yuan Feng, and Taowu confronted Shi Qilin.

"Hundun! Your Fierce Beast Clan has ravaged the Primordial World. Today, I have personally led my army here. Why have you not surrendered to your execution?"

Zulong's voice boomed like a great bell, his dragon might vast and overwhelming.

Hundun sneered without answering. He directly transformed into a massive beast with neither face nor eyes, opened his maw, and spat out a mass of Hundun qi that forced Zulong back several steps.

Zulong said no more. He threw back his head with a long roar and transformed into a Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon that spanned the heavens.

Golden dragon scales gleamed beneath the bloody light. Dragon claws tore through space as he immediately engaged Hundun in battle.

Zhulong, Fire Phoenix, Ink Qilin, and other experts of the Three Clans also paired off against the other powerful figures of the Fierce Beast Clan. The entire battlefield descended into chaos.

This battle lasted several yuanhui.

By then, corpses had already piled up like mountains across the battlefield, and blood had gathered into rivers. The bodies of Ferocious Beasts and Three Clans warriors lay tangled together, nearly impossible to distinguish.

As the war continued, more Primordial World tribes, such as the Vermilion Bird Clan, Black Tortoise Clan, and White Tiger Clan, arrived to lend their aid. Under the threat of the Ferocious Beasts, they united for the first time.

The Alliance Army grew ever stronger, while the Ferocious Beasts' battle lines began to collapse step by step.

After forcing Zulong back with a claw strike, Hundun glanced at the increasingly strained lines behind him and roared:

"Where is Taotie? Why hasn't he come to help?"

No one answered.

Hundun swept his gaze around, but he could not spot Taotie anywhere.

"Damn coward who clings to life!"

Hundun cursed furiously, but there was nothing he could do. He could only throw himself back into the battle.

The situation grew increasingly unfavorable for the Fierce Beast Clan.

Just then,

A terrifying pressure descended from the heavens.

That pressure was so immense that it felt like a mountain weighing upon everyone's heart. On the battlefield, whether Ferocious Beast or Three Clans warrior, all involuntarily stopped moving and looked up at the sky.

A figure wreathed in black-red arcs of lightning slowly emerged from the depths of the Far West Lands.

With every step he took, the void beneath his feet split with black cracks. Wherever he passed, even heaven and earth wailed.

Shen Ni.

The emperor of the Fierce Beast Clan.

He stood above the void, looking down upon the battlefield below with cold eyes, as though he were looking at a swarm of ants.

"Submit to me, or die."

His voice was not loud, yet it reached every ear with perfect clarity.

The Three Clans warriors' expressions changed drastically. The terrifying pressure of a Primordial Golden Immortal made even breathing difficult.

Zulong raised his head toward that lofty figure, gritted his teeth, and clenched the sword in his hand as he cursed word by word:

"Bullshit!"

His voice echoed across the battlefield. Though it carried a slight tremor, it was filled with unyielding resolve.

"We of the Innate Three Clans would rather die than submit!"

Yuan Feng and Shi Qilin stepped forward at the same time, standing beside Zulong and making their stance clear through their actions.

"Good. Very good."

Shen Ni slowly nodded, a cruel smile rising at the corners of his mouth.

"Since you seek death, I shall grant it to you."

With that, he raised his hand and struck downward with his palm.

That palm contained the power of heaven and earth. Before the palm wind even arrived, the ground below began to split apart. The Three Clans warriors were crushed to their knees beneath that terrifying pressure, blood spilling from their mouths.

Zulong, Yuan Feng, and Shi Qilin exchanged a glance, then roared simultaneously and transformed into their true forms as they charged forward.

Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon! Fire Phoenix! Earth Qilin!

The three enormous true forms collided head-on with Shen Ni's palm strike!

Boom!!!

A terrifying shockwave swept outward, blasting away nearby Ferocious Beasts and Three Clans warriors who had not escaped in time.

Zulong and the other two were sent flying at once, crashing heavily into the ground and carving out three massive craters.

Shen Ni withdrew his hand and looked at them coldly.

"That's all you can do?"

"It's not over yet!"

Zhulong, who had been watching the battle, roared and transformed into his true form, lunging at Shen Ni. Fire Phoenix, Ink Qilin, and other Three Clans experts followed, dozens of figures attacking Shen Ni at once.

Shen Ni snorted coldly and swept his hand. A black-red arc of Destruction light slashed outward, directly blasting away several Three Clans experts at the front.

"You overestimate yourselves."

The battle erupted once more.

The three great generals of the Fierce Beast Clan also joined the melee.

This time, it was even more brutal than before.

In a corner of the Primordial World, on an unnamed island,

The Five Elements Demon God's Dao Avatar and the Yin-Yang Demon God's Dao Avatar sat beneath an ancient tree, playing a game of chess. Black and white pieces crisscrossed the board, unfolding some profound principle of heaven and earth.

The two had been friends back in Hundun. After entering the Primordial World, they had arranged to gather together and plan their designs upon it.

Suddenly, the Five Elements Demon God's hand paused slightly as he placed a piece, and he looked toward the Far West Lands.

"Shen Ni has made his move."

The Yin-Yang Demon God also set down his chess piece and looked in the same direction. "Do we need to act?"

"The actions of the Fierce Beast Clan have likely already incurred the Heavenly Dao's disgust. If we help them now, we may gain the Heavenly Dao's recognition, which would benefit our future plans."

The Five Elements Demon God fell silent for a moment, then shook his head. "It is not yet time."

He picked up another piece and placed it on the board.

"Do not forget that Shichen arranged for Hongjun. The other Demon Gods must have laid down different contingencies as well. Yet none of them have appeared."

He raised his head and looked at the Yin-Yang Demon God. "Wait a little longer."

The Yin-Yang Demon God considered it, then nodded. "That makes sense. Then we shall wait a little longer."

The two returned their attention to the chessboard, as though the earth-shattering battle in the Far West Lands had nothing to do with them.

The battle continued for several more yuanhui.

More than half of both the alliance of innate beings and the Fierce Beast Clan had been killed or wounded. Trillions upon trillions of corpses covered the land, and even the rain falling from the sky carried the scent of blood.

At last, Shen Ni had been wounded. Zulong's dragon claw had torn open his left arm, but his expression remained cold, as though he did not care about such a minor injury.

Zulong and the others were in far worse condition.

More than half of Zulong's dragon scales had shattered, one of Yuan Feng's wings had been broken, and a portion of Shi Qilin's horn had snapped off. Zhulong, Fire Phoenix, Ink Qilin, and the other Three Clans experts were all wounded as well, their auras weak and dispirited.

The Alliance Army's morale had begun to crumble.

Warriors from some tribes had already begun retreating. They were not afraid of death, but before an enemy they simply could not defeat, despair was more terrifying than death.

Zulong knelt on one knee, supporting himself with his broken sword as he gasped for breath. He looked up at the figure still standing high above the void, gritted his teeth, and used the last of his strength to shout:

"Fellow Daoist Luo Hou! If you will not help now, when will you?"

His voice echoed across the battlefield, carrying a trace of tragic grandeur.

The void rippled faintly.

A figure in white Daoist robes slowly stepped out from the void.

Hongjun.

He still wore that calm, detached expression, as though this savage battle had nothing to do with him.

He glanced at the miserable allied forces of the Three Clans below, then at Shen Ni in the void, and sighed softly.

"Fellow Daoist Zulong, do not be anxious. Has this old Daoist not come?"

Shen Ni's pupils constricted slightly as he stared at the suddenly appearing Hongjun, alarm bells ringing in his heart.

This man seemed to be only at the early stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal Realm, yet Shen Ni had only felt such danger from the Father God.

"Who are you?" Shen Ni demanded in a deep voice.

"This old Daoist is Luo Hou." Hongjun smiled faintly.

"I have come specifically to subdue you, leader of the Ferocious Beasts."

"Hmph, merely a Primordial Golden Immortal." Shen Ni suppressed the unease in his heart as the laws around him surged.

"What difference does one more make? I will kill you all the same!"

The two instantly clashed.

The battle between two Primordial Golden Immortal-level experts was even more terrifying than before. Every collision caused heaven and earth to tremble.

Yet the Primordial World had been jointly reinforced by the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods. Even a battle at the Primordial Great Golden Immortal level—the Hunyuan Realm in Hundun—could not damage the Primordial World in the slightest.

Hongjun deliberately suppressed his cultivation, responding only with the power of a mid-stage Primordial Golden Immortal. Immortal light and the force of Destruction collided again and again, shattering space layer by layer.

After several hundred exchanges, he spotted an opening. With a sweep of his Whisk, he lashed Shen Ni heavily across the chest.

"Puh!"

Shen Ni was sent flying, coughing up mouthfuls of blood as his aura immediately weakened. Hongjun also pretended to be greatly drained of mana and looked weak as he called to Zulong and the others:

"Three clan leaders, now! Kill this beast quickly!"

Zulong, Yuan Feng, and Shi Qilin exchanged glances, nodded together, and transformed into their true forms once again as they pounced at Shen Ni.

"You want to kill me?" Shen Ni wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, madness flashing through his eyes. "With just you?"

He abruptly raised his hand. A slit opened between his brows, and a gray stone millstone slowly flew out.

The moment it appeared, the surrounding heaven and earth abruptly darkened.

World-Extinguishing Millstone (Copy).

Shen Ni had finally brought this item forth.