The Vast Sea Plain, the main battlefield of the Centennial Spirit Festival that has lasted for 100,000 years. Nourished by the flesh and blood of countless beings from the Source Star, the pastures here are lush, green, and incredibly fertile.
In the center of the plain stands a tall, circular Main Altar. Hanging on the outer wall of the Main Altar is the remains of a giant five-colored flower. Even though this giant five-colored flower is dead, its corpse still exudes a powerful aura.
On the Main Altar, the Ape King led the kings of other races, standing silently awaiting the official start of the Centennial Spirit Festival.
The White Wolf King looked up at the sun, stepped forward, and whispered a reminder, "Boss Monkey, time's almost up, and the team from the Abyssal Forest hasn't arrived yet..."
The Ape King, with his eyes closed, calmly replied, "Don't worry, Old Tree will arrive."
The White Wolf King hesitated, but seeing the Ape King's composed attitude, he could only nod and silently retreat.
The Giant Bear King grinned and sneered, "I said, White-haired Wolf, you're just worrying unnecessarily. How long has it been since the Silver Waterfall Flower Forest incident? The remains of that old Silver Waterfall Flower King are still hanging down there. Who would dare to avoid battle again?"
The White Wolf King glared fiercely at the Giant Bear King and muttered, "Shut up, you idiot! The Centennial Spirit Festival concerns the safety of Source Star. As the overseers, we must consider everything carefully!"
"If the reinforcement of the Source Realm seal is delayed, can you bear the responsibility?!"
The Giant Bear King opened his mouth. "You, I..."
He certainly couldn't bear such a heavy responsibility, but the White Wolf King's attitude also displeased him. So he snorted heavily and said in a harsh voice, "White Wolf, I can't argue with you. Next time it's the turn of my Bear Valley and your White Wolf Plain for the Centennial Spirit Festival. We'll settle all our old and new scores then!"
The White Wolf King glanced at the Giant Bear King, too lazy to bother with him anymore.
At this moment, the Green Bamboo Sea, gathered on the left side of the Vast Sea Plain, began to stir as the time for the spirit sacrifice approached.
A giant green-headed parrot flapped its wings and landed on the branch of the tallest, oldest Pale-Leaf Old Bamboo at the front of the group. It whispered expectantly:
" Bamboo Elder, the team from the Abyssal Forest still hasn't arrived. Could they be avoiding battle like they are in the Silver Waterfall Flower Forest?"
"No..." the Old Bamboo Elder replied calmly, " The Old Tree of the Abyssal Forest personally participated in the mass destruction of the Silver Waterfall Flower Forest by all races three thousand years ago. He is well aware of the consequences of avoiding war Centennial Spirit Festival."
The giant green-headed parrot exclaimed urgently, "But the Abyssal Forest requested a three-day postponement beforehand, and now three days have passed, and there's still no sign of the Abyssal Forest team. Perhaps they're really scared?!"
Just as the giant green-headed parrot was filled with hope that its guess would come true, the ground suddenly began to tremble.
"Following the ancient covenant of all races..."
" The Abyssal Forest, has arrived as promised!"
The giant green-headed parrot muttered under its breath, "Damn it, why didn't you all die on the way here!"
The Old Bamboo Elder stalk trembled, flinging the giant green-headed parrot away. "Alright, Yingjiao, go back to your ranks. The battle to the death is about to begin..."
The giant green-headed parrot spread its wings to steady itself, a dark glint in its eyes, and replied in a low voice, "Yes, Bamboo Elder..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flapped his wings, abruptly changed direction, and flew away from the Vast Sea Plain.
Seeing this, the Old Bamboo Elder roared in fury, " Yingjiao, how dare you desert your post!"
In an instant, he spread out countless bamboo branches on his bamboo body, and thousands of pale bamboo leaves shot out like flying blades towards the fleeing giant green-headed parrot.
'Pfft~ Pfft~'
The sound of bamboo leaves piercing through the body rang out one after another. Before the giant green-headed parrot could escape far, it was riddled with holes by the Old Bamboo Elder.
"Woo-hoo!!!"
He screamed and fell onto the lush grass, his mangled body covered in blood that soaked the grass beneath him.
"I... I just want to live..."
Yingjiao coughed up blood, but her eyes were still filled with a strong desire to live.
The Old Bamboo Elder sighed softly, "Ah, Yingjiao..."
"And what living being doesn't yearn to live..."
"But for the sake of Source Star, for the sake of our home, we must make sacrifices!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the bamboo branch trembled, and a bamboo leaf flew out, piercing Yingjiao's forehead.
The giant green-headed parrot's carcass collapsed onto the Vast Sea Plain, becoming the first sacrifice of this Centennial Spirit Festival.
The Beast King on the Main Altar silently watched the commotion in the Green Bamboo Sea. They were used to it; every Centennial Spirit Festival featured this scene of desertion...
At this moment, the Ape King opened his eyes, stood up, raised the giant's right palm, and with his left hand's sharp nails, he slashed across the palm of his right hand, and blood flowed like a surging river onto the Main Altar.
In an instant, the entire Main Altar shone with a brilliant crimson light, and Dodge crimson patterns spread rapidly from the Main Altar to the entire Vast Sea Plain.
In just a few breaths, the crimson lines spread to the edge of the Vast Sea Plain.
'Buzz~'
The crimson lines converged and intertwined to form a complex pattern, and the moment the pattern took shape, the entire Vast Sea Plain began to tremble slightly.
Chaos began to break out in the two groups participating in the spirit ceremony, and the Old Tree and the Old Bamboo Elder quickly calmed everyone down.
"Don't panic, this is a sign that the spirit ritual is about to begin!"
" The Life and Death War Initiation is about to begin. All living beings, prepare yourselves!"
Leaving aside these two teams, after the blood-red pattern took shape, the lush pastures on the Vast Sea Plain began to sway without wind, and the remnant soul of the giant green-headed parrot flew up from his corpse, turning into a silver meteor and disappearing into the Main Altar.
Once the tremors subsided, the Ape King proclaimed loudly, "In accordance with the ancient covenant, in the name of the High Priest overseeing the battle, I declare: The Centennial Spirit Festival begins! The Life and Death War Initiation commences!"
With the imperial decree issued, a life-or-death battle erupted Abyssal Forest and the Green Bamboo Sea!
The Old Tree and the Old Bamboo Elder shouted at the same time, "Kill!"
The two legions sprang into action instantly, their rapid footsteps crushing the lush pasture. Just over ten seconds later, the two forces clashed, immediately unleashing a brutal battle.
The Old Tree and the Old Bamboo Elder were of similar size. They faced each other directly, their branches and vines intertwined, and sharp leaves and bamboo shoots flew wildly at each other's bodies.
The Red-Tailed Squirrel Feny, rushed out of the Old Tree's hole, clutching a Pinglan Fruit, and was about to throw it at the Old Bamboo Elder.
Unexpectedly, a section of bamboo on the Old Bamboo Elder suddenly opened up, and a fat bamboo rat bared its teeth and rushed out, throwing a giant bamboo fruit at Feny.
Caught off guard, Feny was hit on the head by a bamboo fruit and fell from the tree trunk with a scream.
The fat bamboo rat, its eyes bloodshot, actually jumped off the Old Bamboo Elder's back and landed on the ground alongside Feny.
"Squeak (Go to hell)!"
Feny quickly got up, her eyes equally bloodshot, and raised the Pinglan Fruit to smash it at the fat bamboo rat.
"Squeak (damn red-haired monster)!"
The fat bamboo rat clutched its head, which had been hit, and cursed loudly.
Feny's fluffy red fur bristled as she rushed over and frantically scratched at the fat bamboo rat.
The fat bamboo rat covered its head with its paws, using its sturdy body to withstand Feny's attacks.
At that moment, a mournful bird cry rang out, and a magnificent bird with broken wings plummeted from a height of several thousand meters.
Upon hearing that familiar voice Feny abruptly looked up, her expression filled with terror. "Squeak ( Fili )!"
She immediately dropped the fat bamboo rat curled up on the ground, and on all fours, nimbly dodged the creatures that were fighting fiercely, and rushed to where Fili had fallen.
At this moment, Fili's appearance was extremely miserable. Not only were his wings broken, but a large hole had also been torn in his belly.
"Chirp (Fei)... Chirp (Ni)..."
"Squeak ( Fili!)!" Feny's paws trembled as she dared not touch him.
Fili struggled to stand up, but his wings broke first, and then he fell from thousands of meters in the air. Now he was injured inside and out and was on the verge of death. How could he possibly stand up?
"Squeak ( Fili )!"
"Squeak (Don't move!)!"
Feny hurriedly caught the bird's head that Fili had raised, her bloodshot eyes quickly becoming moist.
Suddenly, a loud shout rang out.
"Squeak (Go to hell!)!"
Feny turned around in shock, only to see a familiar Pinglan Fruit hurtling towards her...