The Lord of Bashe was certainly no ordinary being living in the Giant Axe Small Universe; many humans who had witnessed the collapse of heaven and earth and the shattering of space did not grasp the full implication. But how could the Lord of Bashe not understand?
“G-good heavens, a Universe Supreme Being has actually fallen!” The Lord of Bashe’s six eyes widened to their absolute limit.
“The Human Race’s Primal Ancestor was suppressed by the origin of the Primitive Universe eons ago, sealed forever,” the Lord of Bashe’s various eyeballs darted around. “The only one truly holding them up was this Giant Axe Creator. Now that even the Giant Axe Creator has perished, does this mean the Human Race is no longer a peak race?”
“The Mechanical Race, the Demon Race, the Bug Race, and the Human Race… these four great races are the proudest, occupying the four best territories. Even we, the Prison Race, look down on them.”
“Now that Giant Axe has fallen.”
“Then the Mechanical Race, the Demon Race, and the Bug Race likely won’t let the Human Race off easily.”
“Moreover, that Human, Galaxy Lord Luo Feng, obtained an inheritance from the Duan Dong River lineage that makes every faction in the entire Sea of Universe envious… this is an inheritance line that holds the chance for transcendence beyond reincarnation! Now, this is just great; they will certainly hunt even more fiercely.” The Lord of Bashe quickly understood what the fall of Giant Axe signified.
Giant Axe’s demise obviously could not be concealed.
Only dawn…
It was a matter of who would know first.
“The news hasn’t leaked at all yet, so the various races must not know,” the Lord of Bashe nodded inwardly. “I must report back to the clan immediately.”
The Prison Race’s homeland, their place of origin, was a location named ‘Yu’ (Prison).
Yu was immensely dangerous; life born from it constantly slaughtered one another, with countless beings perishing every moment. They were divided into various races… but because their birthplace was uniformly ‘Yu,’ they were collectively called—the Prison Race! Within the endless expanse of ‘Yu,’ the highest status unquestionably belonged to the legendary Prison Race Demon Ancestor!
A continuous chain of mountains exuded endless coldness.
One layer of mountains stacked upon another. On every layer, there were countless steps, countless towering peaks—stretching straight towards the heights, reaching the edge of the mist. On these steps stood powerful Prison Race beings, radiating terrifying auras. This vast, continuous, majestic mountain range was also called the Prison Race Ancestral Mountain.
Boom!
A figure instantly appeared, flying directly toward the peak of the Ancestral Mountain.
The powerful Prison Race guards stationed on the steps dared not block the comer upon sight. Moments later… this figure arrived at the great square before a cluster of magnificent divine palaces.
“Lord of Bashe, what urgent matter?” a guard captain at the far end of the square growled. “To come here with only an avatar.”
“It is indeed a major matter,” the Lord of Bashe said solemnly.
Rumble~~~ The palace doors behind the guard captain automatically opened, and a piercing sound, as if of clashing swords, echoed out: “Enter.”
“Demon Ancestor!” The Lord of Bashe flew in instantly.
Inside the hall.
The moment the Lord of Bashe entered, he looked up and saw a figure materialize out of thin air upon the high throne. It was an evil figure, mottled with black against an overall silver body. This evil figure was generally humanoid, possessing a long, sharp tail like that of a scorpion; the tail extended, even looping around half the grand hall.
Beneath the silver carapace, a pair of red eyes surveyed the scene below.
This was the Demon Ancestor!
The Demon Ancestor of the Prison Race!
Under the Demon Ancestor’s strategic guidance… the internal slaughter and struggle within the entire Prison Race were extremely brutal, and the hierarchical system was exceptionally rigid. This intense, desperate struggle and combat starting from the lowest tiers made every emerging Prison Race powerhouse absolutely iron-willed, ferocious, and cruel. This was different from humans, whose cultivation strategy for the common populace was relatively benevolent.
“Demon Ancestor!” the Lord of Bashe respectfully greeted.
“Your avatar comes to see me? What is it?” The Demon Ancestor’s voice sent tremors through the Lord of Bashe.
The Lord of Bashe hastily said, “My main body is preparing to head to that Fengfeng Realm—”
“Speak, what is it!” the Demon Ancestor said impatiently.
“Giant Axe, it is Giant Axe who has fallen,” the Lord of Bashe could not afford to hesitate. “The Giant Axe Creator has perished.”
Whoosh!
A phantom flashed, and an arm covered in black muscle beneath a layer of silver shell instantly reached the Lord of Bashe, seizing him tightly. Simultaneously, the Demon Ancestor’s eyes shot out dim red light, directly enveloping the Lord of Bashe, his tone urgent: “Giant Axe? You mean the Human Race’s Giant Axe Creator has fallen? What kind of joke are you playing? His strength is far greater than you imagine!”
Although the Demon Ancestor was unaware of the Giant Axe Creator’s true strength, he had sensed something, knowing Giant Axe was terrifyingly powerful.
“I would never dare deceive the Demon Ancestor. When my main body traveled to the Fengfeng Realm, I momentarily passed by and saw his small universe. I was shocked… The Giant Axe Creator’s small universe showed surface cracks and voids, with vast streams of Chaos Qi pouring in. I could even see the collapse of space and floating fragments of continents through the openings. Clearly, the small universe is beginning to collapse… This Giant Axe Creator must be dead.”
The Lord of Bashe quickly explained, “I know how serious this is, so I dared not delay, sending my avatar ahead to report immediately.”
Hiss.
The black-muscled arm lowered and slowly retracted.
The Demon Ancestor on the throne’s eyes flickered, then he spoke: “If this is true, you have performed a great service.” 1ZL, brush!
The Demon Ancestor vanished from the throne as if teleported.
In just a moment.
In the Sea of Universe, amidst the Chaos Qi not far from the Primitive Universe’s membrane wall, an evil figure stood in the void. His massive, sharp tail coiled around his body, and his pair of red eyes stared across the vast small universe in the distance.
“Giant Axe’s small universe,” the Demon Ancestor scrutinized it closely.
Boom!
With one stride, the Demon Ancestor arrived at the edge of the small universe’s membrane wall, colliding with it forcefully, causing a section of the wall to instantly collapse, plunging him into the small universe.
“Fragile membrane wall,” the Demon Ancestor glanced back. “It can’t even self-repair; there’s no trace of life left.”
Turning around.
The Demon Ancestor looked at the floating expanses of space, where pieces of land drifted within isolated spatial fragments. The entire universe was still gradually collapsing.
“Giant Axe has actually fallen,” the Demon Ancestor’s eyes shone. “It’s incredible. So powerful, and he only recently obtained an ultimate supreme treasure. Logically, no one should be able to kill him. To become a Universe Supreme Being requires how much vigilance and caution? Even in the three great perilous lands, one wouldn’t easily fall into a fatal situation. Yet, he perished! How exactly did he die?”
The Demon Ancestor was secretly horrified.
“This aside.”
“Since he’s dead, this just got interesting,” expectation bloomed in the Demon Ancestor’s eyes. “Then I shall give it a push. Although Giant Axe is dead, the Human Race still has nineteen Universe Masters, and that Galaxy Lord Luo Feng recently acquired the Duan Dong River lineage inheritance. With his aid, the Human Race’s strength is not simple.”
“Especially that Primal Ancestor…”
“The Primal Ancestor probably left a trump card for the Human Race,” the Demon Ancestor mused.
“However, even so, a race without a single Universe Supreme Being, yet possessing the Duan Dong River lineage inheritance, hmph.” The Demon Ancestor sneered. “Let the Demon Race, Mechanical Race, and Bug Race strike first! Let’s see what foundation the Human Race truly possesses and whether they can withstand it. If they cannot, our Prison Race will quickly join in.”
Soon.
Under the Demon Ancestor’s secret instigation, the news of the Giant Axe Creator’s demise spread almost simultaneously through the Demon Race, the Mechanical Race, and the Bug Race.
In the Primitive Universe, in a silent stretch of starry sky.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three streams of intent tore through the void, descending instantly. One was the phantom image of a massive, oval sphere; another was a graceful, slender phantom; and the third was a colossal, silver-white serpent head.
“Dream Tea, Empress, you must have investigated as well,” the oval sphere phantom spoke.
“We have,” replied the slender phantom.
“Giant Axe has indeed fallen,” the silver-white serpent head confirmed. “This news was first discovered and spread by Lord Fanye, who was exploring outside. I believe the entire Primitive Universe will know soon!”
The oval dark sphere phantom said solemnly: “The Human Race has us three races, occupying the best territories of the entire Primitive Universe. These territories nurture life forms with the greatest potential. The strength of our three races has always been the strongest… especially the Human Race; the Primal Ancestor’s strength was formidable! As for Giant Axe’s strength, although he never truly unleashed it, the occasional glimpses were enough for you to gauge. With two Universe Supreme Beings of such power, the potential of the life forms nurtured in the Human Race’s territory is indeed extraordinary.”
“Competition for territory is inevitable,” the oval sphere phantom continued. “Furthermore, this time, the Duan Dong River lineage inheritance will certainly make every race in our Primitive Universe covetous.”
“Indeed.”
“Yes, who wouldn't be envious? This is a chance to transcend reincarnation.”
“What should we do?”
The three Universe Supreme Beings conversed amongst themselves.
They all harbored intentions to attack, but if only one faction attacked, firstly, it would be arduous, and secondly, they worried that if their attack resulted in losses, other factions might reap the benefits.
“The Human Race’s strength is extraordinary,” the slender phantom’s voice was incredibly beautiful. “The Primal Ancestor was supremely powerful back then; perhaps he left some hidden cards for the Human Race. Moreover, Luo Feng’s Tomb Ship is also incredibly formidable… I worry that Luo Feng didn’t just bring out the Tomb Ship; perhaps he brought out other treasures too. Therefore, if we are to strike, the three of us must act together.”
“That way!”
“Even those who intend to wait for benefits later, the three of us together can handle them without strain,” the slender phantom continued. “And with the three races having four Universe Supreme Beings, the Human Race currently has none. Eliminating them… won't be difficult! We just need to eliminate their strongest few!”
“Agreed.”
“Then how should we proceed?”
“Naturally, quickly! So fast that they cannot react in time. Especially the other factions in the Primitive Universe; the news has just spread, and some of the other forces might not even know yet. Furthermore, they are scattered across the Primitive Universe, far from us. But we are right near the Human Race! Our speed will be the fastest!”
“Good.”
The Bug Race, the Demon Race, and the Mechanical Race, as peak races, were naturally extraordinary in their efficiency.
A decision was reached swiftly.
And then, action began that very same day!