In the year 10000 of the Yulan Calendar, the Day of Destruction, recorded in the annals of the Yulan Continent, officially arrived beneath a sky shrouded in gloom.
Before the first ray of dawn could illuminate the earth, the threat of world destruction had already engulfed all of Klan City.
The boundless plains a hundred li outside the city had already become a living hell. A tide of magical beasts blotted out the sky like a surging black tsunami, rolling in from the horizon. The dense ranks of beasts blocked the daylight, and the earth shook violently beneath the charge of countless millions of magical beasts, splitting inch by inch into cobweb-like cracks. Lush vegetation was trampled into mud and ground to dust. The shrieks and roars of magical beasts, the horrific sounds of claws tearing through flesh, and the screams of human cultivators intertwined into a chilling symphony of death that echoed between heaven and earth.
The suffocating stench of blood mingled with the savage, vicious aura unique to magical beasts, spreading unchecked through the air, pungent and foul. Wherever the beast tide passed, all living things perished and not a blade of grass remained; everything became a wasteland. An aura of destruction swept in all directions, resonating from afar with the God-level Destruction Laws deep within the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts.
At the very forefront of this surging beast tide's vanguard, a colossal beast as large as a towering hill advanced toward Klan City's defensive line with heavy, steady steps. Every footfall made the earth shudder violently.
This Saint Pinnacle Earth Bear was covered in thick, dark-yellow fur that looked forged from black iron. Every hair was as hard as refined steel; ordinary weapons could only strike sparks against it, unable to breach its defenses. A dense,