Chapter 363
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Chapter 363: The Rise of the Beast Race
The Upper Zun was staring at the Golden Winged Roc, but the Golden Winged Roc was also keeping an eye on the Star Spirit.
In the palace atop the Celestial Turtle, the Golden Winged Roc gazed in the direction where the Star Spirit had vanished and sighed, “A lifelong rival.”
To the Golden Winged Roc, if the human race didn’t have the Star Spirit, the beast race could wipe out humanity in this realm in just a few decades.
At the same time, he knew that if the beast race hadn’t emerged, the human race would have already thrived for dozens of generations across the two realms.
“Great King, can you truly not suppress that human Star Spirit?” the beauty whispered softly into the ear of the Golden Winged Roc, who had taken human form.
“Not in this realm,” the Golden Winged Roc replied, shaking his head.
“But I’ve prepared a contingency for the beast race. As long as I ascend before I leave, our offspring will grow and lead the beast race to dominate this realm,” the Golden Winged Roc said, gently caressing the beauty’s belly.
Feeling the child within the blood phoenix, whose bloodline resonated with his own, the Golden Winged Roc smiled.
If he gave his child a thousand years to grow, no one in this realm—except for him and the Star Spirit—would stand a chance against them.
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Meanwhile, in the Hidden Spirit Sect, Xu Fan was feeling a headache as Ning Dao pressed him for supplies.
“Brother Ning, the Demon Suppressing Star is a magical artifact, not a cabbage that grows in a few days,” Xu Fan said helplessly.
“Grand Elder, the entire Lin Sen Fairy City area is starting to fall into chaos. The beast race has already begun appearing outside the city.”
As he spoke, Ning Dao projected a light curtain into the sky, displaying a map of the temporary fairy city area with a long red line.
“That red line appeared just the day before yesterday—it’s the natural passage between the two realms. On the other side lies the territory of the Moon Fox Clan, ruled by a Great Ascension Beast Sovereign,” Ning Dao explained, pointing to the red line.
“Just one? The Butcher Hand Sovereign should be enough to handle that,” Xu Fan said, relieved. He had feared there might be several.
“The Butcher Hand Sovereign has left, and a new respected elder has arrived. He can barely keep the natural passage under control,” Ning Dao sighed.
“Alright, if necessary, I’ll have the Spirit Cut elder step in.”
“Just hearing that from the Grand Elder is enough. Also, I hope you can speed up the delivery of the puppets, Celestial Watchers, and the Demon Suppressing Star,” Ning Dao urged, as usual.
“Got it,” Xu Fan replied impatiently.
You pester me a hundred times a day. Every disciple in our sect who practices artifact crafting is already under Grape’s control, working on magical artifacts. What more do you want?
“Grape, search for artifact crafting geniuses in the game,” Xu Fan instructed.
“Understood,” Grape responded.
At that moment, along the coast of the Ten Thousand-Mile Giant Lake, a massive Steel Wall stretched for thousands of miles. Millions of tool puppets were still building, aiming to encircle all the Giant Cities for Mortals.
Outside the Steel Wall, a dark line appeared—a massive, continuous demon army stretching for miles, ready to charge the Steel Wall. In the sky, countless flying beasts swarmed like a dark cloud, trying to stop the puppets from completing the wall.
Standing atop the Steel Wall, Xiong Li looked at the approaching beasts with a cold smile and said, “Coming to fill the gaps?”
“Brother Xiong, let me take command this time. Your leadership last time was barely noticeable—it might as well have been Grape in charge,” Qian Bing suggested.
“Fine, it’s yours this time,” Xiong Li agreed, realizing he wasn’t cut out for commanding.
“Grape, grant Qian Bing command privileges over the battle puppets for this fight,” Xiong Li ordered.
“Command received. Authorization granted,” Grape confirmed.
“Ha-ha, finally, it’s my turn!” Qian Bing exclaimed excitedly. At that moment, he felt as if he had gained a map of the area, stretching for a thousand miles, filled with countless red dots—each representing a battle puppet.
“Let’s start with a wave of covering strikes,” Qian Bing said excitedly, controlling the Celestial satellite in his mind to launch an attack.
“All battle puppets, split into smaller teams to counter the beast race’s attacks.”
“The Transformation Stage heavy armor puppets will lead the main force, with the Thorn Puppets guarding beside them.”
“Close combat puppets will follow, and the Spell Puppets will stay at the rear.”
“All Bow Puppets and giant cannons, fire at will.”
Under Qian Bing’s command, all the puppets moved flawlessly, far surpassing Xiong Li’s previous brute-force approach.
“Not bad. For tasks like this in the future, you’ll take the lead,” Xiong Li nodded.
“Thanks, Senior Brother! I’ll stick with you from now on,” Qian Bing said with a grin.
“Don’t say that.”
At that moment, two massive hammers appeared in Xiong Li’s hands as he leaped off the Steel Wall.
“Senior Brother, don’t charge in yet! The Celestial satellite hasn’t struck!” Qian Bing quickly transmitted a message.
Just then, hundreds of light columns fell from the sky, slamming into the beast army.
‘Boom~~’
The ground shook, and the sky darkened, followed by a powerful shockwave spreading outward.
Qian Bing shielded his eyes from the blinding light and said proudly, “When the Celestial satellite hits a large beast army, this is the kind of firepower we need.”
When the smoke cleared, half of the beast army was gone, and the rest were injured from the blast.
At that moment, all the puppet squads under Qian Bing’s control charged toward the beasts.
Looking at the massive crater left by the attack, Qian Bing shook his head. “The Grand Elder was right; we should use this sparingly. Otherwise, after a battle, we’ll end up with nothing to show for it.”
The bodies of the beasts are valuable resources—intact ones can be refined into puppets, while shattered ones can be turned into fertilizer or feed.
Now, the defenses around the Ten Thousand-Mile Giant Lake have been converted into farmland to meet the food needs of billions of mortals.
What the sect needs most right now is this spiritually enriched fertilizer.
Before long, under the assault of over a hundred thousand puppet squads, the entire beast army of more than one hundred thousand was wiped out.
Xiong Li returned to Qian Bing’s side, his enormous hammers dripping with blood.
“Not bad; we managed to reduce puppet losses this time,” Xiong Li remarked.
“But we still lost over ten thousand puppets,” Qian Bing sighed.
“If Grape had been in charge, the losses could’ve been under ten thousand.”
Xiong Li patted Qian Bing on the shoulder. “This is the sect’s way of training us.”
“The War between Realms has begun, and chaos is everywhere. We need to grow quickly under the sect’s protection so we can repay it for its nurturing and guidance.”
Xiong Li glanced toward the Hidden Spirit Sect, hoping to grow strong enough to truly contribute to it one day.
“Senior Brother is right; we’re still too weak to make a real difference for the sect.”
“I need to grow fast and aim to surpass Grape in puppet command,” Qian Bing said firmly.
“Don’t get ahead of yourself; Grape’s only gotten stronger. Catching up to him might take a lifetime,” Xiong Li joked.
“Senior Brother, don’t underestimate me. Once I master the ‘Three Gods Transformation,’ you’ll see just how powerful I can be.”
“I’ll be waiting~”
