The Weird Army had been crippled yet again. The Weird Race had always been the hidden hand harvesting the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, but now they had become the ones being harvested. This turn of the wheel of fortune left the remaining strange Ancestors seething with frustration.
Whenever the Plateau Consciousness awoke and tried to alter the history of the ages, a giant hand slapped it unconscious, sending it back into silence.
"We Ancestors have always controlled the fate of the Myriad Heavens and Worlds. Who would have thought we would suffer such humiliation now? Damn it!"
"Our Weird Army has been crippled this time. We must rebuild it. We swear we will not rest until this vengeance is ours."
The First Ancestor immediately summoned several Strange Immortal Emperors, took out a mass of pitch-black Weird Substance, and ordered them to build another Weird Legion.
Seeing that these strange Ancestors still intended to rise from the ashes, Shi Hao's undercover avatar nearly burst out laughing.
Hurry up and rebuild the Weird Army, or we won't have any chives left to harvest.
Shi Hao secretly delighted in this, then made a convincing show of falling asleep. If he was going to put on an act, he had to play it through to the end.
The Heavens Island, the Heavens Ancestor Realm, and the Wuliang Saint World once again welcomed an era of peace. Having undergone the baptism of war, the three major powers were growing stronger overall.
Time flowed like water. In the blink of an eye, five million years passed. The Heavens World remained calm and uneventful. The strange Ancestors continued to lie low, and even used Weird Substance to create three more Ancestors, maintaining their roster of ten.
Over those five million years, the Weird Creatures also recovered their