As time passed, the Star Stele in Ye Changge gradually emitted a faint glow.
It was as if a mysterious connection had been formed with the stars in the sky.
The once damaged monument has now been remarkably restored.
The runes flowing across it became increasingly dazzling, containing a heart-stopping power.
Whenever Ye Changge gently waved the Star Stele, visible ripples would spread through the air.
The power it possessed was far greater than before, more than twice as strong.
Under the imposing power of the Star Stele, Ye Changge displayed a murderous aura.
It was as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, instilling fear in the hearts of all the disciples of the Myriad Races.
Their eyes were filled with terror and despair.
It was as if they were facing an inescapable catastrophe.
"Damn Human Race, why do they slaughter us so cruelly?"
A disciple from one of the Myriad Races spoke in a trembling voice, his face filled with resentment and anger.
"It's all because of the deep-seated hatred between Human Race and Myriad Races."
The other person chimed in, their tone revealing a deep sense of helplessness.
"Even so, where did the Human Race get the courage to attack us directly?"
Someone else raised a question, looking completely bewildered.
"Yes, doesn't the Human Race only have one powerful expert? How dare they be so audacious?"
Everyone echoed this sentiment, their hearts filled with doubt and unease.
"Who knows?" someone sighed, staring blankly into the distance.
In this chaos and fear, no one is stupid.
They clearly understood that the Human Race' unbridled slaughter was tantamount to courting death.
However, faced with such a powerful enemy, what can they do now?
The only option is to preserve oneself as much as possible and wait for the arrival of the clan elders.
These elders, disciples of Myriad Races, were among the first beings born in the Black Hole Universe.
They are revered as Innate Living Being.
They are born with the Power of the Heavenly Dao, and their bloodline is so strong that it is truly astonishing.
Their existence is like that of guardian deities to the disciples of Myriad Races.
Soon, the White Devil Race, the Golden Giant Elephant Race, the Void Devil Race, and many other Myriad Races finally received the news.
Within their territory, their people were being slaughtered continuously, and the situation was critical.
"Damn Human Race! A mere hundred thousand troops dare to challenge Myriad Races!" (From the White Devil Race )
Some of the elders roared angrily, their eyes flashing with a sharp killing intent.
Before they could even inform their clan leader, they had already made a hasty decision to personally take action and slaughter the Human Race.
In the eyes of these elders, Human Race were nothing more than ants.
They had trampled Human Race underfoot and wantonly humiliated it countless times.
Now that these Human Race dare to challenge the authority of Myriad Races once again, they will naturally not let this go.
"Ninth Elder, weren't we supposed to have wiped out the Human Race? Why are they reappearing?"
An elder looked at the Ninth Elder with a puzzled expression, his tone full of confusion.
Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback, and then fell into deep thought.
They seemed to have realized something, and their faces showed expressions of shock.
"Could it be that they came from the outside world?" someone tentatively suggested.
"That's not right. It seems there are no Human Race left in the outside world. They were wiped out in that war between our Myriad Races back then," another person immediately retorted.
Yes, only a small number escaped.
But now, the Human Race has actually fielded an army of 100,000.
"They swept through our disciples, they deserve to die!" someone said through gritted teeth.
Upon hearing this, the Ninth Elder's face turned ashen.
He clenched his fists, his whole body radiating a dense killing intent, as if he wanted to tear the entire space apart.
" Human Race, do you want to be wiped out again?" the Ninth Elder roared, his voice filled with anger and resentment.
He knew all too well that this resurgence of Human Race was undoubtedly a tremendous challenge for Myriad Races.
But as an elder of Myriad Races, he would never allow the Human Race to trample on the dignity of Myriad Races again.
The atmosphere within the White Devil Race Clan's territory was extremely tense at this moment.
All the disciples of the Myriad Races gathered together, awaiting the elders' decision.
Meanwhile, the Ninth Elder and the other elders were busy discussing countermeasures.
Prepare for the upcoming great battle.