Chapter 71 The Savage Beast Clan (Part One)

The Gate of Celestial Veins is not only the barrier that separates the God Kings from becoming God Sovereigns; it is also the very origin of the boundaries between the Five Great Desolations of the Primordial Wilds. The Divine Ancestor Nanluo shattered the Gate of Celestial Veins single-handedly to obtain the Hall of Gods. This act was a feat unprecedented throughout the ages.

For the Divine Race, it not only made their name resound across the heavens and myriad worlds of the Primordial Wilds, but also attracted countless God Kings and newly ascended God Sovereigns to join their ranks, greatly strengthening their power. For the Primordial Wilds, it profoundly altered the existing structure and ushered in an era of utter chaos.

With the Gate of Celestial Veins broken, thousands upon thousands of God Sovereigns emerged across the land, drastically shifting the balance of power among the races. Stronger races already possessed more God Kings than weaker ones, so naturally the newly ascended God Sovereigns far outnumbered those of the lesser races. The strong grew stronger, while the weak grew weaker!

Moreover, with the boundaries between the Five Great Desolations shattered, all the major races could now dispatch armies numbering in the billions to invade other powers without restraint. The wars of annexation among the great forces of the Primordial Wilds were poised to erupt at any moment.

Most terrifying of all, the ferocious beasts entrenched in the Western Desolation, no longer hindered by the boundary walls, began to rampage into the other desolations, slaughtering living beings and enveloping the entire Primordial Wilds in a storm of blood and carnage.

An era of unprecedented darkness and chaos was about to descend!

For the Divine Race, this dark and chaotic age broke the old order of the Primordial Wilds—a peerless opportunity for them to rise and dominate the realm.

Excerpted from “The Gate of Celestial Veins: The History of the Divine Race” by Fang Yan, God of the Dao of Literature

Western Desolation, Western Wastes, Boundary Domain.

A vast desert spanning millions of miles ought to be a magnificent scene of boundless skies and earth, with the setting sun casting solitary rays. Yet now, the sky, the earth, the wind, the living beings—everything within sight was stained crimson.

Over a hundred million ferocious beasts stood there, their faces twisted, eyes blazing blood-red, bodies covered in barbed, scarlet scales. Their towering, muscular forms stood firm, each like an unsheathed sword of slaughter, emanating endless murderous intent and malice.

The infinite killing aura released by the army of ferocious beasts drifted in the air like swords, piercing the heavens, coalescing into a cloud of slaughter and malice stretching millions of miles, shrouding the world.

Ferocious beasts were creatures of violence and bloodlust, difficult to train, with little intelligence, consumed by wildness and the urge to kill. Training a single beast to obey was simple, but lining up ten thousand ferocious beasts in orderly formation was nearly impossible.

Once, the kings among the ferocious beasts had tried to train a beast army, but gave up due to their unruliness and inability to be managed.

Yet before their eyes, the army of hundreds of millions of ferocious beasts was divided into dozens of formations, arrayed with perfect discipline and murderous dignity—nothing like the usual chaotic slaughter beasts!

Especially notable was the intelligence flickering in their blood-red eyes; they seemed nothing like mindless creatures, but rather possessed a wisdom akin to dragons and phoenixes.

At the heart of the army stood a towering platform of white bones, ten thousand feet high, radiating overwhelming malice and suppressing the heavens.

The Bone Platform was founded upon white bones, stained with blood, shaped like an inverted pyramid with three tiers and 9,999 bone steps ascending to the skies.

The first tier of the Bone Platform, located at the 7,000th bone-and-blood step, covered a hundred thousand miles and was known as the King’s Platform.

Upon the King’s Platform, 108 ferocious kings stood in strict formation, each positioned according to a unique pattern of Dao marks.

These 108 peerless kings stood respectfully, their bodies exuding boundless malice that manifested as 108 monstrous beast phantasms.

These phantasms varied in height, the shortest at 8,900 feet—comparable to a God King at the seventh heaven, perfected.

The second tier of the Bone Platform, at the 9,000th bone-and-blood step, spanned a million miles and was called the Sovereign’s Platform.

Upon the Sovereign’s Platform rose twelve pillars of blood-red light, each containing a vague figure—the twelve great Sovereigns.

“Weisha, our army’s blood essence is running low. Hurry and send more blood essence.”

Within one pillar of blood, there was water of endless darkness and despair, devoid of any life.

A great Sovereign, clad in Blackwater Armor, sat upon the Blackwater Sovereign Throne and spoke calmly.

“Yes, our army is nearly out of blood essence as well. Weisha, hurry and send some over.”

“I have no blood essence left either!”

After the Sovereign of Killing Water spoke, the other great Sovereigns began to demand blood essence as well.

Weisha, Weilu, Weijun—the three great Sovereigns who maintained the governance of the beasts’ territory—exchanged calm glances and instantly communicated.

“Blood essence is being used everywhere; there isn’t nearly enough right now.”

Weijun, sitting between Weisha and Weilu and holding the highest status among them, calmly refused the requests.

“The great war is about to start. Blood essence should be prioritized for the army. So far, only three hundred million troops have been awakened. We need at least five hundred million awakened troops for our beast race to subdue the myriad races.”

The Sovereign of Killing Heaven, seated upon the Black Heaven Throne, spoke bluntly.

“Indeed!” “Sovereign of Killing Heaven speaks true!” ...

The other lead Sovereigns, such as the Sovereign of Killing Water, echoed his words.

“Blood essence is the crystallized vital blood of living beings. It is not only used to awaken and enlighten the beasts, but also to forge weapons of slaughter, nurture lands of carnage, enhance beast cultivation, heal wounds, and more.”

“Five hundred million troops?! Hmph! Killing Heaven, even if you have five hundred million soldiers, without enough weapons and blood essence for healing, your five hundred million soldiers are nothing but beasts—how can they withstand the armies of dragons and phoenixes? They will only die in vain!”

Seeing the lead Sovereigns quarreling, Weijun—who had always worried about blood essence—suddenly erupted in anger.

Although the beast race had not yet been formally established, its complete system was already in place.

Six great Sovereigns of conquest: Killing Heaven, Killing Earth, Killing Water, Killing Star, Killing Life, Killing Annihilation.

Three great Sovereigns of order: Weijun, Weisha, Weilu.

Three great Sovereigns of intelligence: Observing Heaven, Monitoring Earth, Killing No One.

Since this system was established, the three intelligence Sovereigns—requiring little blood essence—did not partake in the struggle. The conquest Sovereigns and order Sovereigns, whose needs were greatest, constantly vied for blood essence.

The conquest Sovereigns needed enough blood essence to awaken intelligence in the beasts and form armies. The order Sovereigns required it to forge weapons, nurture killing grounds, and more.

To secure blood essence, the six conquest Sovereigns and three order Sovereigns had fought hundreds of battles, large and small.

Yet today was destined to be a day forever inscribed in history. The six conquest Sovereigns and three order Sovereigns dared not act rashly.

Had it been any other day, they would have already gone to war.

Just as the six conquest Sovereigns and three order Sovereigns argued ever more fiercely, the twelve great Sovereigns suddenly sensed an invincible aura of slaughter descending upon all living beings.

“His Majesty has arrived!”

All twelve Sovereigns rose from their thrones, facing the third tier with reverence.

The third tier of the Bone Platform, atop the 9,999th bone-and-blood step, spanned ten million miles, empty and desolate save for a towering throne of blood.

The Blood Throne, built upon white bones and flowing endlessly with blood, rose to over a hundred feet, imposing and regal, as if surveying all beings from on high.

“Greetings, Your Majesty!”

The dozens of formations of the beast army, disciplined and murderous, knelt one after another, respectfully saluting.

The sound of their salutation grew from barely audible to thunderous, then surged like a tidal wave, as if heaven and earth themselves were bowing and chanting.

Within the chorus of reverence that echoed across the world, a crystalline pillar of blood, ten thousand feet tall, erupted upon the Blood Throne.