The number of Origin Beasts closing in on Luo Feng grew, making Morosa tremble, "Master, there are already seven million nine hundred thousand."

"The effect is good," the Divine Power Clone smiled faintly.

"Master fighting against eighteen thousand Origin Beasts simultaneously and still causing them to rout and flee, with barely a thousand escaping," Morosa spoke with deep reverence. "It's truly magnificent! Those Origin Beasts must be utterly terrified; the fear in their hearts will drive every single one of them to kill Master at any cost."

To destroy Luo Feng, this threat, they must kill his true body.

As for destroying Luo Feng's miniature universe? Even if they succeeded in shattering it, Luo Feng would still be alive and well, merely unable to become a Void True God. Relatively speaking... the Origin Beasts would actually prefer this Galaxy Lord to quickly ascend to Void True God status so he could enter reincarnation.

"Mark the number of Origin Beasts in each team across this entire region," the Divine Power Clone pointed at the massive projection.

"Yes, Master," Morosa immediately replied. Numbers were displayed next to every cluster of gathering light points.

"The closest team to me has twelve thousand Origin Beasts."

The Divine Power Clone nodded gently, and immediately, his main body lunged towards them.

A moment later.

"Master, many of the Origin Beast teams in your vicinity are rapidly retreating and automatically dispersing!" Morosa reported. "Even teams composed of twelve or fifteen thousand Origin Beasts dare not engage you in combat."

"A pity, I've only slain a few hundred Origin Beasts," the Divine Power Clone sighed, shaking his head. "Every single team disperses and flees completely, making it hard for me to achieve large-scale kills."

When the Origin Beasts gathered together, one slash of his blade could take hundreds—how exhilarating that was!

But now?

They scattered individually, making the hunt much more troublesome.

"All the Origin Beasts are now gathering on the periphery of this area. Some teams have already reached a count of one hundred thousand," Morosa said nervously. From the projection, it was clear that dense clusters of light points formed circles, enveloping that specific region where Luo Feng was situated.

"The number of Origin Beasts rushing toward the heartland is still increasing, close to eight million now," Morosa cried out, his voice trembling with each count.

The Divine Power Clone watched silently.

"Master, eight million!" Morosa's two eyes were wide open.

He didn't know...

Facing such a massive encirclement by Origin Beasts, how his Master intended to cope. One against ten thousand, Luo Feng had managed it! Luo Feng's combat power had absolutely reached the peak of Void True God, yet he was still only a True God. His realm might be comparable to a Void True God, but he relied on supreme treasures like the Wu Qi Divine Armor, the God Slaying Wings, and the Blood Shadow Blade to unleash such power.

But this was nearly Luo Feng's limit!

How could he handle one hundred thousand Origin Beasts?

One million?

A strike from a million Origin Beasts was comparable to that of an Eternal True God. No matter how powerful Luo Feng was, he was still just a True God.

The combined might of eight million Origin Beasts already rivaled the top-tier powerhouses among Eternal True Gods.

"Source, that's the energy unleashed by an Eternal True God utilizing the complete Chaos Golden Wings," Luo Feng mused internally. "It probably holds some semblance of Saint-level combat power, but the pity is it can only be used once, and then it's gone."

"However, attracting eight million Origin Beasts is already a miracle."

"But even if it's hard to draw in more, I must strive on."

Guided by Morosa, Luo Feng launched repeated surprise attacks on smaller teams and stray Origin Beasts, resulting in the occasional death. Although the entire Origin Beast race was enraged, this very fury caused more and more of them to join the siege against Luo Feng.

Despite their fury, their encirclement operation remained utterly disciplined.

They continued to consolidate their positions.

Circling the area where Luo Feng resided in ring upon ring, even enduring occasional ambushes, they maintained their formation.

"Even if a hundred or a thousand Origin Beasts die, for the sake of our race... it is worth it."

"No one can stop the birth of the final King."

The Origin Beasts moved like precision machinery. Born for destruction, they would slaughter each other when there was no external threat, but when a genuine danger arose... their unification felt as if they shared a single colossal mind. They would absolutely never engage in internal conflict and coordinated with flawless precision, remaining unshaken even if sacrifice was required.

Their coldness sent a chill through Luo Feng.

"What kind of life has the Sea of Universe spawned?" Luo Feng shuddered. "Beings representing destruction, even in their gestation period, are this formidable."

A powerhouse required not only strength but, more importantly, a powerful spirit.

The cold resolve of the Origin Beasts, unwavering even when facing self-sacrifice, exerted an invisible pressure on Luo Feng.

Luo Feng exhausted every means available to influence the Origin Beast race, to shake their resolve.

Origin Beasts fell one by one.

But the collective remained unconcerned, continuing to assemble. Over five million Origin Beasts had successfully encircled the area.

"Begin advance."

"Begin advance."

"Begin advance."

The Origin Beast teams started moving forward slowly, while the over three million beasts in the gloom were rushing toward them at top speed.

If the Origin Beasts had ventured forward recklessly, Luo Feng would have had means to slay them repeatedly. But these five million beasts, though slow, were advancing with immense poise from all sides, an open and resolute force that gave Luo Feng a sense of being utterly unable to strike effectively... They were too stable. The Origin Beasts' methods were direct and straightforward: unified, overwhelming pressure.

What could Luo Feng do?

These five million were divided into more than ten teams. What recourse did Luo Feng have? He dared not deliver himself into a trap.

But if he kept evading, as the circle shrank, he would eventually be cornered. Unless he relied on 'Formless and Intangible'! However, Luo Feng's true objective this time was not escape, but the execution of the 'Great Extinction' plan. Having reached this stage, there was no way he could retreat now... Otherwise, the Origin Beasts would notice, 'Eh? Our encirclement is flawless, how did the Galaxy Lord vanish again?'

That would expose one of his ultimate trump cards.

Precise as clockwork, without the slightest error.

Everything was within the calculation of the Origin Beasts; they pressed forward, relentlessly shrinking Luo Feng's maneuvering space.

"We have located the Galaxy Lord."

"He is trapped by us."

A team comprising about five hundred thousand Origin Beasts descended upon the Star Tower, enveloping it completely. Luo Feng inside the tower could only shake his head helplessly. Although everything was within his plan... if not for 'Formless and Intangible,' his only option would indeed have been to be besieged, with no hope of escape.

"It's too airtight."

"Innately powerful with infinite potential, their numbers are staggering. When faced with a threat, they unite completely. It's no wonder they are called a Catastrophe that even the Will of Origin fears so much," Luo Feng murmured.

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

The fifty thousand Origin Beasts maintained a distance from Luo Feng and unleashed their attacks simultaneously.

Instantly, the unified, potent strike formed by fifty thousand Origin Beasts coalesced into a light lance that annihilated everything... The beam struck the Star Tower directly, causing it to tumble away at millions of times the speed of light. Inside, Luo Feng only felt the vibration and the slight drain on his divine power.

"Worthy of being a treasure used by a God King," Luo Feng remained safe within the Star Tower.

This was merely fifty thousand Origin Beasts.

If eight million had truly gathered... even the Tomb Ship might be shattered by such an attack! But the Star Tower was different; even a God King’s assault could not breach it.

"The Galaxy Lord is hiding in the Star Tower."

"The Star Tower is indestructible, impossible to destroy."

"We have arrived as well."

Another massive team of Origin Beasts appeared, bringing the number surrounding Luo Feng close to one million.

Time flowed on.

Team after team arrived and assembled.

Each time a new contingent joined, they would attempt a combined assault, treating the Star Tower exactly like a ball—battering it away repeatedly. But regardless of whether their numbers swelled from one million to two million, then three million, or even five million, they could never breach the Star Tower.

The number of assembled Origin Beasts steadily increased as beasts rushed in from all directions.

Five million three hundred thousand, five million six hundred thousand, six million...

"So many," Luo Feng observed from inside the Star Tower. The Origin Beasts were already massive; millions of them encircled the area, completely obscuring the void, truly an endless sight.

"How can they not break the Star Tower?"

"They are probably waiting until all the arriving Origin Beasts are gathered, then unleash one final, ultimate strike. Only then will they be satisfied," Luo Feng thought. "If even that fails to destroy the Star Tower, only then will they choose to drag the tower into some absolute dead zone."

In the core region of the (Qingfeng Realm), there were many perilous locations.

Such as the Three Extremes Abyss and other deadly locales.

Once the Star Tower fell into one of those spots, it might never emerge. But firstly, those dead zones were outside the 'Gloomy Area,' and escorting the Star Tower that far might take an immense amount of time. Secondly, the Origin Beasts were not entirely certain that those deadly zones could actually trap the Galaxy Lord.

Thus, unless absolutely necessary, they would not resort to throwing Luo Feng into a desperate situation.

"Master, the assembled Origin Beasts have reached seven million six hundred thousand," Morosa reported constantly, his face etched with anxiety. "There are over eight million three hundred thousand in total coming for this operation; they will all arrive soon. Master, how exactly do you plan to escape?"

He was frantic. If Luo Feng died, he died too; he wouldn't become King then.

"Seven million six hundred thousand?" The Divine Power Clone smiled. "Soon enough. It's time to close the net."

Luo Feng inside the Star Tower, despite his calmness, could not suppress the surging excitement in his heart. Gazing at the endless tide of Origin Beasts outside, every single one glared ferociously at the besieged Star Tower, ten layers deep inside and out.

"Eight million," Luo Feng whispered the number.

"Eight million one hundred thousand."

"Eight million two hundred thousand."

Finally, Luo Feng's eyes shone with terrifying intensity. "They are all here!"

Every Origin Beast participating in this operation had now assembled. Seeing the Origin Beasts preparing to launch their largest coordinated bombardment, Luo Feng's gaze became utterly frenzied. He was waiting—waiting for the chaotic shockwave immediately following the beasts' collective attack before unleashing his 'Source.'

"My human race, my Earth lineage, my family, my teachers... everything more precious than my life, rests on this single gamble!" Bloodshot veins faintly showed in Luo Feng's eyes as his wings unfurled behind him, and the Source manifested within the God Slaying Wings.