bookbashuk Chapter 357 The Beasts Sweep Across the Lands, the Holy Land Submits
Chapter 357 The Beasts Sweep Across the Lands, the Holy Land Submits
Chapter 357 The Beasts Sweep Across the Lands, the Holy Land Submits
"It really is a World Beast—but why now of all times?!"
The divine power surrounding the Eastern Emperor Ancestor was in chaos, and his last shred of hope was completely crushed, leaving only a bone-chilling cold.
The reaction of the Purple Moon Ancestor was nothing short of utter despair.
"Damn it! There really is a Beast of the Realm! Why? Why now?!"
Above the main hall of the Purple Moon Holy Land, the Purple Moon Ancestor stood like a mountain, but no longer possessed the composure and elegance of his former self.
His face was ashen, veins bulged on his forehead, his eyes were bloodshot, and the anxiety and anger surging in his chest almost burst out of his body.
Even when his subordinate, the ruler of the universe and the strongest being in the universe, fell, he had never lost his composure like this.
But at this moment, this ancestor who had overlooked the cosmic sea for countless epochs was truly panicked and anxious!
"The Beast Race should have had a gestation period of trillions of epochs. Only on the eve of the great cataclysm at the end of the cycle will the final king be born, destroying the primordial universe and the cosmic sea!"
He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and his voice was hoarse.
"We're only in the early stages of reincarnation, and there are still seven or eight trillion epochs to go before the end! Why? Why have they appeared now?!"
"Damn it!"
A roar shook the pillars and beams of the main hall.
The Purple Moon Ancestor couldn't understand it, nor dared to think about it.
Even if he were to sit in the cosmic sea with his true form, tens of millions of world beasts would only be able to turn tail and flee, without having the slightest courage to resist.
"I'm not reconciled! I've had an incredible stroke of luck, I've transcended reincarnation, and I've established a holy land. Is my mini-universe, my race, really going to be destroyed so soon?!"
Extreme terror gripped his soul.
Once a miniature universe is destroyed, not only will the foundation of one's cultivation completely collapse, but one will also be trapped at the current level for the rest of one's life, and one's strength will plummet.
The native inhabitants of the Origin Continent all have miniature universes suspended in the primordial starry sky, almost untouchable by anyone. Even the weakest and most ubiquitous true god need not worry about the destruction of their miniature universe.
However, his miniature universe is in the cosmic sea. Once it is devoured by the world beast, his strength, as the once high and mighty Purple Moon Ancestor, will plummet.
With this kind of strength, if they went to the Origin Continent, they would probably only be slightly stronger than ordinary soldiers and civilians, not even as good as guards. No one would be willing to take them on wilderness adventures, and they would end up only being able to work as cooks in the city to make a living, becoming the true bottom of society!
Seeing the ancestor's distraught state, His Highness, the Lord of the Universe and the True God were filled with even greater panic, which spread like a plague.
The news of the birth of the Realm Beast spread like wildfire, instantly engulfing every corner of the cosmic sea.
Tens of millions of true gods—what does that even mean? It's unimaginable.
Amidst the chaotic currents, countless true gods fled in panic, utterly disheveled.
But what is truly disheartening is that the Beast of the Realm travels at a speed far exceeding that of the True God of the Cosmic Sea by ten times.
Just one hour later, a second piece of bad news spread throughout the Star Sea.
The Golden Demon God of the Second Era Has Fallen!
This true god was not weak, but even though he was within a small universe, his small universe was directly devoured by tens of millions of those terrifying monsters, and he perished.
In one hour, two true gods perished, and two miniature universes were swallowed up!
There are only about a hundred small universes existing in the entire cosmic ocean.
At this rate, it probably won't even last a day before the cosmic sea is completely destroyed!
Even the universes of the two great holy lands may not be spared from disaster.
Panic completely crushed the last vestiges of pride of the true gods.
"We're doomed! If this continues, we'll all be dead in two days!"
"Where is Lord Xu Qing? Since he can destroy miniature universes and is entrusted by the will of the universe's origin, why doesn't he come to save us?!"
"We were blind before, doubting Lord Xu Qing's warnings. Now we must seek help from the human race!"
In an instant, a flood of requests for help poured in to all the true gods and lords of the universe.
Primitive Universe, Human Headquarters.
"Tens of millions of True God monsters? Feeding on miniature universes, and two True Gods have already died in just two hours?!"
The Lord of Chaos City held the communication token in his hand.
The densely packed plea for help on the token left him speechless.
And this information comes from those true gods who once dominated the cosmic sea.
There are top overlords who have lived through two cycles of reincarnation, the pinnacle races of the first and second cycles of reincarnation, such as the God-Eye Clan and the Skeleton Clan, and solitary demon gods.
But at this moment, these strongest beings in the universe were all speaking humbly, their words filled with desperate pleas, a stark contrast to their usual disdainful attitude towards the Third Era of Reincarnation.
"This—how could the situation have deteriorated to this extent in such a short time?"
The founder of the giant axe scratched his head, his rugged face filled with disbelief.
"These true gods are quite interesting. Before, they were all arrogant and didn't even take Xu Qing's warning seriously. Now, they're all coming to beg us."
Not only them, but all the cosmic lords and true gods of the human race who possess communication tokens were overwhelmed by a flood of requests for help.
Some people tearfully recounted the impending annihilation of their tribe during the message.
Some people promised the most powerful treasures and endless resources.
Even more extreme, some directly expressed their willingness to serve the human race for eternity.
Neither the Lord of Chaos City nor the founder of the Giant Axe dared to take the position without authorization.
The calamity before them was already beyond their control. Only Xu Qing, the progenitor who appeared out of nowhere and was capable of destroying miniature universes, had the power to reverse the tide.
Without delay, everyone quickly gathered all the requests for help and reported them to Xu Qing.
Xu Qing stood on the throne in the Ancestral Hall, glancing at the requests for help, a faint smile curving his lips.
"If you want me to save you, you can—"
Xu Qing's message was transmitted to every God who sought help through the communication token.
"If you wish to survive, then voluntarily submit to the human race and become a third-class subordinate race."
Many true gods were stunned when they heard the conditions.
"A third-class dependent ethnic group?"
They were naturally aware of their status as a third-class dependent ethnic group.
Just like the Golden Horn Clan under the human race back then, they seemed to have several Universe Venerables, but in reality they had no say. Even the core geniuses of the human race who were not yet immortal had to be treated with respect, let alone immortals, Universe Venerables, or even the Lord of the Universe.
When the ruling tribe needs to go to war, they often use them as cannon fodder.
This is practically being a slave.
But the hesitation lasted only a moment, and more than half of the true gods gritted their teeth and agreed.
Most of these true gods come from marginal groups in the first and second reincarnation eras. The entire group has only one true god to maintain its status, and resources are scarce and foundations are shallow.
Compared to the annihilation of their entire race and the destruction of their souls, becoming a third-class dependent race, though humiliating, at least offers a glimmer of hope for survival.
"I, the Shadow Bell Demon Lord, am willing to lead the Heavenly Bell Clan to submit to the Human Race and become a third-class subordinate race."
"I, the Demon Lord of Tibu, will forever submit to the human race. I humbly beg Ancestor Xu Qing to come to my rescue."
"I roam freely among demons and gods, forever subservient to humanity—"
One response after another came, and these true gods submitted without the slightest hesitation.
Meanwhile, those dominant races that possessed multiple true gods were caught in a fierce struggle and hesitation.
The "God-Eye Clan" of the first era of reincarnation had seven true gods and was one of the top forces in the cosmic sea.
The Divine Eye Clan's True Lord, staring at the conditions on the communication token, turned ashen-faced and his eyes turned bloodshot. The next moment, he slammed his fist on the table before him, shattering it: "Absurd! Utterly disgraceful! My Divine Eye Clan has stood tall in the cosmic sea since the first era of reincarnation, enduring for three epochs without falling. With seven True Gods presiding over our clan, how illustrious are we? To expect us to submit to a descendant from the third era of reincarnation, becoming cannon fodder at their beck and call? Absolutely not!"
"The First God!" A god on the left hurriedly kowtowed, his voice filled with barely concealed anxiety.
"This is not the time to talk about dignity! News has just arrived that the Nine-Headed Demon Lord has fallen. His miniature universe was devoured by the World Beasts, and he didn't even last a breath. The World Beast army is less than two hours away from our territory. If we hesitate any longer, we will follow in his footsteps!"
"Nine-Headed Demon Lord—" Upon hearing this, the Divine Eye True Lord's pupils shrank sharply, and the anger around him was instantly extinguished by the chill.
The Nine-Headed Demon Lord was the overlord of the second era of reincarnation, but his strength was comparable to his.
Such a true god, how could he have fallen so quickly?
"The First God, the glory of a people is built upon their survival!"
Another true god advised, "As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood! Let us endure for now; after the calamity, our race may still have a chance to rise again. But if we are destroyed now, all our heritage and glory will become nothing but fleeting smoke!"
The God-Eye True Lord's chest heaved violently as he clenched his fists tightly.
Looking into the expectant yet fearful eyes of the six true gods in the hall, and thinking of the safety of his millions of people, he finally let out a resentful roar and slammed the communication token to the ground: "Fine! My Divine Eye Clan—is willing to surrender to the Human Race!"
The moment he finished speaking, he seemed to have aged countless years, and his body became more hunched over.
If even a top-tier, dominant race like the Divine Eye Clan reacted this way, the reactions of the two holy lands were practically explosive.
Inside the hall of the Eastern Emperor's Holy Land, dozens of universe lords surrounded the communication token, furious and enraged.
"Arrogant! Utterly arrogant!"
A cosmic lord roared, "Our Eastern Emperor Holy Land is the Holy Land of the Cosmic Sea. Our progenitor transcended reincarnation, overlooking countless eras of reincarnation for all races. This Xu Qing is merely a newly ascended True God from the third era of reincarnation, yet he dares to reduce us to mere appendages?!"
"They're utterly ignorant of their own limitations!" another cosmic being echoed.
"Our progenitor is so noble, how could he be ordered around by this mere child? Why don't we join forces with the Purple Moon Holy Land to fight the Beast of the Realm? We might just have a chance of victory!"
"confrontation?"
A cold voice came from the throne. The Eastern Emperor Ancestor slowly opened his eyes, his eyes surging with suppressed anger and despair.
"News just arrived that even the Nine-Headed Demon Lord was instantly devoured, and he's still fighting back? My true body isn't here. Do you expect me to fight against tens of millions of True God-level Realm Beasts? Who do you think you are?"
The hall fell into a deathly silence.
The Nine-Headed Demon Lord is the overlord of the cosmic sea; even the true gods within their clan are far inferior to him.
As for fighting against tens of millions of true gods?
Looking at all the silent cosmic lords and true gods, the Eastern Emperor Ancestor stood up, his divine body trembling slightly, his tone filled with unprecedented humiliation: "You have been arrogant for too long, so long that you have forgotten that survival is the most important thing."
"Xu Qing is capable of destroying miniature universes and is currently the only being capable of contending with the World Beasts. Let alone a third-class subordinate race, even if it reduces us to servants, what's wrong with that as long as we can protect our miniature universes and our races?"
"The Progenitor!" The lords of the universes were filled with disbelief.
"Shut up!" the Eastern Emperor Ancestor roared. "This matter is for me to decide!"
He took a deep breath and sent a message back to Xu Qing: "The Eastern Emperor Holy Land is willing to lead its entire clan to submit to the human race as a third-class subordinate clan. We earnestly request Ancestor Xu Qing to come to our rescue."
At the same time, the main hall of the Purple Moon Holy Land was filled with the stench of blood.
The body of a cosmic master who angrily denounced Xu Qing's arrogance was instantly reduced to ashes.
The lords of the universe watched all this in horror.
The Purple Moon Ancestor's palm still held some lingering divine power. His face was ashen, and the surrounding void was distorted by extreme oppression.
"Fool!" Ancestor Purple Moon gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse. "What time is it? What are you talking about, being high and mighty? The Beast of the Realm is less than a day away from my Holy Land. If you dare to utter another word, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
The remaining cosmic lords and true gods in the hall were all silent and trembling, not daring to utter another word.
They had never seen the Purple Moon Ancestor so out of control; the fear and humiliation in his eyes were more intimidating than any angry outburst.
Ancestor Ziyue stared intently at the communication token, as if trying to see right through it.
His people have been looking down upon the cosmic sea for far too long.
The Purple Moon Ancestor never revealed his situation on the Origin Continent to his people. These guys had lived at the top of the Cosmic Sea for so long that they had long forgotten that there were people beyond people and heavens beyond heavens.
Little did they know that even on the Origin Continent, someone like Xu Qing was someone he could not afford to provoke; if he met him, he would probably have to bow and pay his respects.
Just thinking about the glory of transcending reincarnation and establishing a holy land, and the humiliation of being reduced to a third-class subordinate race, made the Purple Moon Ancestor's heart feel as if it were being pierced by thousands of steel needles, causing her excruciating pain.
But the thought of the terrifying scene of the World Beast devouring a small universe, and the possibility of becoming a commoner on the Origin Continent in the future, caused all his pride to crumble instantly.
"Enough—enough!" He abruptly closed his eyes and sent out a message: "The Purple Moon Holy Land is willing to submit to the human race and await the command of Ancestor Xu Qing."
Within half an hour, all the major and minor races in the Cosmic Sea, as well as the two holy lands, sent messages of submission.
Those once arrogant and invincible true gods and holy land lords have now set aside all their dignity, only begging Xu Qing to come to their rescue.
Within the primordial universe, Luo Feng stared at the communication token in his hand, his face filled with disbelief: "Even the Lord of the Holy Land has submitted?!"
Although he had never set foot in the Cosmic Sea, he had heard of the arrogance of the true gods of the holy lands and the lords of the universe through the Lord of Chaos City, the founder of the Giant Axe, and others.
Even the true gods who are the lords of the universe in these holy lands look down on the true gods of the universe sea, each of them holding their noses in the air.
Not to mention those holy land progenitors, who rarely appear even once in hundreds of reincarnation eras, and whose cultivation spans hundreds of billions of years, truly stand at the top of the cosmic pyramid.
Yet this very being has now submitted to Ancestor Xu Qing!
"These guys from the Holy Land probably never dreamed that one day they would bow down to a race from the Third Cycle Era, right?" The founder of the Giant Axe laughed heartily, his tone full of satisfaction.
"Haha, the thought that those once arrogant holy gods will have to bow to me, the Lord of the Universe, is quite amusing." The Lord of Chaos City couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh.
Even the true gods and cosmic rulers, who were also subordinate races, felt immensely glorious at this moment.
They were actually on the same level as the Lord of the Holy Land, which was something that was unthinkable before!
The mechanical father god, the insect queen, and other true gods exchanged glances, all seeing smiles and relief in each other's eyes.
Their current status is actually one level higher than that of the Lord of the Holy Land.