An unsettling suspicion

At that moment, the expressions of the Twelve Ancestral Witches changed.

But soon, a voice rang out behind them.

"Lord Dijiang, don't worry. I have already notified my masters, the Three Pure Ones. They will arrive shortly. These enemies are doomed."

Beast Emperor Shen Ni's expression changed drastically.

"Retreat!"

He instantly broke through the Divine Fiend Formation and fled into the distance.

Ancestral Witch Dijiang was shocked.

"Stop him, quickly!"

Wang Shi walked over, however, and shook his head.

"Forget it. Let this serve as a lesson to him!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were puzzled.

"We went to all that trouble to lure them in. It's such a waste to let them go so easily."

Wang Shi gave a bitter laugh.

"We don't have any reinforcements. I was only bluffing, making them think I had the support of my masters, the Three Pure Ones."

"In reality, the Three Pure Ones are still in the Demon Court. How could they possibly get here so quickly?"

Only then did the Twelve Ancestral Witches realize that he had merely been bluffing!

"Whew, Stone Spirit, your methods are beyond the fathoming of gods and ghosts."

Wang Shi waved a hand helplessly.

"It was just a bluff. It might work once, but not twice. They won't fall for it so easily again."

"Still, this confirmed one thing. They really do seem interested in me."

Wang Shi was somewhat shaken.

After all, his performance had hardly stood out.

Aside from his identity as a disciple of the Three Pure Ones, he should not have attracted anyone's attention.

Among so many mighty figures, he had kept an extremely low profile, whether in cultivation, status, or his everyday actions.

Yet even so, he had still caught their attention.

What exactly was it about him that had drawn their interest?

An unsettling suspicion began to stir in his heart.

He was an extremely unusual existence himself. One could say he did not belong to the Primordial World.

His transformation into a living form had been an accident.

Under the normal course of events,

no one would readily have suspected him.

Yet his opponent had.

That was what made this so unusual.

Now, Wang Shi felt that his opponent was very likely a Transmigrator just like him—and one who knew history well.

The history of the Primordial World generally unfolded step by step, without any major deviations.

Only the arrival of a Transmigrator would change it.

Like the butterfly effect, those changes would gradually influence the entire Primordial World, pulling it away from its original course.

His opponent had noticed him immediately.

That had to be because of his transformation.

Because nowhere in that history had Buzhou Mountain ever transformed into a living being.

In other words, he was the anomaly.

And his opponent knew he was the anomaly, too.

After reaching this conclusion, Wang Shi grew even more troubled.

A Transmigrator who had cultivated to the Quasi-Saint Peak could surely break through to Saint with ease.

If he truly succeeded, things would get seriously out of hand.

In truth, he was only half right. His opponent was not a Transmigrator, but merely a puppet of some major power.

And that opponent had simply come from another Primordial World whose course had already changed.

But Wang Shi knew none of this.

Meanwhile, one of Wang Shi's avatars appeared in Southern Jambudvipa.

The tribes that had escaped the Hundred Thousand Mountains were gathered in their last remaining territory, struggling to withstand the onslaught of the Fierce Beast.

The Wing Tribe, Flower Spirit Tribe, Stone Spirit Tribe, Five Elements Spirit Tribe, vast numbers of the Demon Tribe, and many Special Races were all there.

Wang Shi's arrival drew little notice.

A mere early-stage Daluo Golden Immortal did not cause much of a stir.

"Fellow Daoist of the Stone Spirit Tribe, thank you for coming. The southern defensive line is in grave danger right now. We hope you can go and reinforce it."

"This is Flower Fairy, and this is a fellow Daoist from the Dragon Tribe. We hope you can go together."

Wang Shi looked at the newcomers and was immediately surprised.

He had actually run into someone he knew.

"Huh? Little Dragon Girl, Ao Xi?"

Little Dragon Girl was startled.

"Benefactor? I never thought I would see you here! I said you would probably come here, and I was right!"

"Hehe, you can't get away from me now, Benefactor. You'll have to protect me properly in a moment."

Wang Shi slapped his forehead. What was she doing here? Had she come to cause trouble?

He was rather speechless.

Flower Fairy spoke impatiently from beside them.

"Are you going or not? Saving lives is like fighting a fire. We don't have time for you to fool around here."

Little Dragon Girl stuck out her tongue.

"All right, we're going! Why are you so fierce?"

Only then did Wang Shi notice.

Ao Xi's strength had actually reached the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm. Wasn't that absurd? She was cultivating even faster than he was.

"Your... your cultivation?"

Ao Xi twirled around.

Then she spoke, brimming with delight.

"I went into the Dragon Tomb and obtained the Ancestral Dragon's Legacy. Not bad, right? My royal father said I have a chance of reaching Quasi-Saint in the future."

The memory of entering the Dragon Tomb surfaced unbidden in her mind.

Countless dead dragon souls had constantly howled in the depths of her soul. Countless times, she had nearly lost herself within it.

If she had not held fast to that one conviction in her heart, she would probably have failed long ago.

Heaven rewarded those who persevered. In the end, she had made it out.

Now, she had been reborn from the inside out. At last, she no longer had to cower humbly in the rear.

She could stand before a certain someone with confidence written across her face.

She was no longer a burden to anyone.

Wang Shi stared at her in shock.

Others might not know how dangerous the Dragon Tomb was.

But as the Spirit of Buzhou Mountain, he knew all too well.

Back then, the Ancestral Dragon had led the races of the Primordial World against the Fierce Beasts. Who knew how many members of the Dragon Tribe had died?

They had all been buried in the Dragon Tomb.

The Vengeful Spirits of those dragons had never dispersed, wandering through the Dragon Tomb at every moment.

Even the Ancestral Dragon would be affected to some extent if he entered.

One could imagine how dangerous it was for other members of the Dragon Tribe to seek a legacy within.

Entering the Dragon Tomb meant nine chances of death and one of survival. Anyone who survived did so through sheer luck.

It was truly hard to imagine that this little girl before him had dared to enter that place.

Wang Shi spoke with a solemn expression.

"You have my admiration. My deepest admiration!"

He said nothing more.

The three of them headed for the front lines to provide support.

There were two Taiyi Golden Immortals, both nearly at the peak.

And he possessed the strength of an early-stage Daluo Golden Immortal.

Their little team was far from weak.

Only when they reached the front lines did they discover how brutal the fighting was.

Countless Fierce Beast corpses piled up there without end.

And those corpses were constantly being devoured by other Fierce Beasts.

The Fierce Beasts that devoured their own kind grew stronger yet again.

The cycle repeated itself, and the fighting between the two sides continued in this fashion.

Although the defenders frequently destroyed the corpses around them, the fighting was too intense. Almost every wave that charged in was slaughtered.

These Fierce Beasts were roughly at the Golden Immortal level.

But their numbers were so vast that the defenders could barely cope.

Wang Shi's expression turned grave.

"Form up around me. I'll take the vanguard, and you two will attack from my shoulders."

Wang Shi's body swelled several times over, turning into a stone giant.

Hundreds of zhang tall, he instantly occupied an enormous area.