Not Enough!

The Returning Ruins Sea, a sea without water.

As far as the eye could see, chaos and darkness intertwined in every direction, above and below. Countless shattered worlds lay scattered within, swept up by violent Rule Turbulence and forming wave after wave of "tides."

Deep within the sea, at the center of an especially violent void current filled with piercing shrieks, stood an incomparably massive black island.

Evil Horn Island!

The island's surface was not made of rock or soil, but covered by a thick layer of dark-red, squirming flesh moss that seemed alive.

At the heart of the island stood a bloody Altar. Evil Horn Elders with savage curved horns growing from their foreheads stood beneath it, all staring at the respectfully deferential Xie Sen.

"Junior, are you saying that this operation does not involve only our Evil Horn Tribe, but that the surrounding Hundred Races have all received the order as well?"

Xie Sen hurriedly nodded and cupped his hands in reply:

"Reporting to the Elders, Ancestor Xie Sha said this himself. Moreover, it is an order from Lord Youming—it absolutely cannot be wrong!"

"An order from Lord Youming..."

Pairs of eyes flickered, and every Ninth Order Elder present could not help revealing excited expressions.

"Hahaha, good! Since it is Lord Youming's order, so what if we mobilize our entire tribe!"

"That's right. As long as we slaughter this batch of human prodigies and strangle that monster in the cradle, we will surely receive Lord Youming's reward, perhaps even gain our lord's attention!"

"It will not be that easy. That monster has neither a name nor a specific appearance, making it difficult to confirm their identity!"

"Hehe, that is not important. The key now is the coming 'Hundred Tribes Alliance'!"

"Exactly. Since all hundred races received the order,