Ro Feng and the City Lord of Chaos left the Ancestral God Palace... arriving in the Primal Universe.

On a stretch of land within the Primal Universe.

Ro Feng and the City Lord of Chaos appeared side-by-side on this land. In the distance, shrouded in misty fog, a figure coalesced. A man in a white robe approached with a smile.

"Teacher!!!" The City Lord of Chaos shuddered, taking several steps forward, his tears falling uncontrollably.

The White-Robed Ancestor walked over, smiling as he appraised the City Lord of Chaos. "Foolish child! You are truly different from before. Seeing you in the Virtual Universe, and seeing you in reality... it is different."

The City Lord of Chaos could no longer hold back his tears.

In this world, his closest relative was the Ancestor, the one who had guided him all along.

"Teacher," the City Lord of Chaos choked out.

"Enough," the Ancestor nodded. "I never expected the Will of the Source to release its suppression on my will. This is something I must thank Ro Feng for as well!"

"Grandmaster," Ro Feng bowed deeply in greeting.

The Ancestor was the earliest rising leader of the Human Race. Without him, humanity might not have qualified as a peak race. Without him, there would be no City Lord of Chaos, Giant Axe, or others... and perhaps his own fortune would have been different, not reaching the heights he had achieved.

His contribution was so immense that being revered as the Ancestor of Humanity was entirely fitting.

"My small universe, fortified by my will, can endure for a longer time even if swallowed by a World Beast," the Ancestor chuckled lightly. "My will is much stronger than the will of other True Gods."

Ro Feng nodded.

The stronger the will, the harder it was for a World Beast to consume it after it reinforced the Origin.

In terms of comprehension and realm, the Ancestor was completely at the level of a Void True God! He had only been prevented from breaking through by suppression. As for his will, it had been suppressed by the Will of the Source for so long! This was a method of tempering the will, just like oppression. The strength of the Ancestor's will had indeed reached an astonishing level, comparable to Ro Feng, who had encountered profound fortune.

"Go!" the Ancestor commanded. "The World Beasts are about to arrive; you need not be distracted by me. Resolving the World Beast calamity is the most important task."

"Mm."

The City Lord of Chaos nodded.

Ro Feng also nodded.

Ro Feng deeply admired the Ancestor. After all, the Ancestor created the Virtual Universe and secret techniques without ever obtaining ancient inheritances. Moreover, the Ancestor's character was like a gentle breeze, refined like a true gentleman. Ro Feng only wondered what he had done in the past to violate the Supreme Rules.

At the Galaxy Holy Land, experts from various races gathered in increasing numbers. Previously, only representatives had arrived; now, nearly everyone was rushing over.

The true bodies of many True Gods assembled here, and all of them had their power avatars connected to the Virtual Universe!

In the Virtual Universe, upon the floating palace.

Ro Feng and the City Lord of Chaos were seated upon it, while the other numerous True Gods were scattered around them.

"Esteemed sirs," Ro Feng looked down upon the assembly. "The small universes of the Second Reincarnation Era will also be completely destroyed. The movements of the World Beasts are crucial. I have a method to know the locations of all the World Beasts. I will now inform everyone of their positions."

A sudden clamor and great joy erupted below.

Naturally, everyone guarding their small universes needed to know the whereabouts of the World Beasts to better defend themselves.

"Observe," Ro Feng gestured toward the void ahead. Instantly, a massive sea chart, a million kilometers in diameter, appeared. The chart displayed markers for countless small universes. "This is a map of the Cosmic Sea. The universes of the two great holy lands and all small universes are marked, along with many other reference points."

The True Gods all looked over.

"These are the locations of the World Beasts," Ro Feng stated.

Dozens of densely packed points of light instantly appeared on the map, and the sheer quantity of these points made the faces of the True Gods turn grim and anxious.

Ninety thousand?

It sounded simple, but seeing ninety thousand points of light appear—the density truly imposed endless pressure even on the True Gods.

"Observe, sirs," Ro Feng continued. "Of the ninety thousand World Beasts, half are on the outermost perimeter and have not moved. About ten thousand World Beasts are scattered around three small universes, currently in the process of devouring. The remaining half are converging toward our Primal Universe."

Everything on the map was crystal clear.

Approximately four hundred thousand points of light were indeed flying towards the Primal Universe.

Hearing it was one thing, but seeing nearly forty-five thousand points of light approaching made everyone’s scalp tingle and their hearts tighten.

"How can we resist?"

"How can we resist so many World Beasts?"

"We have fewer than a hundred True Gods in total. If thousands of World Beasts attack one small universe simultaneously, we can only affect dozens of World Beasts at most. What do we do?"

The various races panicked.

They had been agonizing over this question for some time.

"This is a calamity," the True Lord of Nine Nethers roared. "If we can survive it, we are lucky. Resist? Even if our small universes are devoured, so what? If the small universes are gone, we will still live well! As long as our current generation of True Gods can eradicate all the World Beasts... I believe new True Gods will be born from all sides."

Ro Feng's rise had only occurred over a trillion epochs.

According to projections, even after this reincarnation era ended, there would still be trillions of epochs remaining. Many talents cultivated in the previous trillion epochs had become Universe Masters. It only required sufficient time for them to break through to the True God level.

Trillions of epochs... it would not be difficult for the entire Primal Universe to birth nearly a hundred new True Gods.

"As long as we destroy the World Beasts, new True Gods will be born! Even if all our small universes are destroyed, we can rely on those small universes in the future," the True Lord of Nine Nethers declared directly. "If any future True God can successfully pass through the cycle of reincarnation, their race will be eternal. 'We must survive this calamity, even unto death.'"

"Yes."

Many True Gods roared in agreement.

However, many others remained panicked. Major powers like the Human Race and the Ancestral God Sect were confident they could birth some True Gods over the next few trillion epochs. But for some smaller races, like the alien races within the Hong Alliance, or those from remote territories, giving birth to even one True God was considered great fortune. How difficult was it to produce a True God?

Furthermore!

Not every True God was willing to see their small universe perish. Once a small universe was shattered, breakthrough became impossible.

"Galaxy, Ancestor!" The True Gods of the Human faction least wanted the small universes of the Ancestor and Ro Feng to be destroyed.

Because both Ro Feng and the Ancestor were on the cusp of becoming Void True Gods, transcending reincarnation!

Despite the turmoil in their minds, the various races had no other choice but to exert their utmost efforts.

Even Luo Ling held the thought: "No matter what, surviving this calamity is the most important thing!" Ro Feng himself had already prepared for the possibility of his small universe being destroyed, though he was unwilling.

"Hm?" Ro Feng noticed something below.

In a corner among the assembled True Gods, a figure was seated—it was Sitting Mountain Guest.

"Teacher?" Ro Feng’s heart stirred. Sitting Mountain Guest nodded slightly toward him as well.

"Teacher is here too," Ro Feng murmured emotionally. Sitting Mountain Guest usually did not attend the True God meetings. But this time, since the survival of every race in the entire Primal Universe was at stake, even the usually detached Sitting Mountain Guest had come, because his small universe was also under threat.

Time flowed.

Messages of curses and resentment came through communication tokens from the True Gods of the First and Second Reincarnation Eras. Those surviving True Gods were hiding in the vast Cosmic Sea; their small universes, races, and subordinates—everything—had been annihilated.

At this moment, the World Beast horde was divided into two groups.

Both groups consisted of slightly over forty-five thousand World Beasts!

"Master," Morosa pointed at the model of the Cosmic Sea. "The World Beasts have split into two parts. The first part, forty-five thousand beasts, remains on the periphery, in the area radiated by the small universes of the former First Reincarnation Era. They are all dispersed, very far apart from each other."

Ro Feng examined the model.

The over four hundred and fifty thousand points of light appeared densely clustered in that region on the model, but in reality, the distance between each point was over ten million light-years.

"The other part is advancing toward us," Morosa indicated. "Look, this second group of forty-five thousand World Beasts is not heading toward all the small universes of our Primal Universe, but rather rushing toward Master's location."

Ro Feng looked closely.

The Primal Universe was immensely vast, so the small universes belonging to the True Gods of the Primal Universe side were scattered at various angles outside it. If they intended to assault all the small universes, these forty-five thousand World Beasts should have split into dozens of teams. Yet, they were still gathered in one mass.

The dense clusters of light points were all approaching the direction of Ro Feng's small universe.

Even though they were clumped together, the distance between each World Beast remained over ten million light-years.

"Hm?" Ro Feng frowned. "World Beasts, what is the meaning of this?"

"It is estimated that in about an hour, these forty-five thousand World Beasts will reach Master's small universe," Morosa reported.

Time ticked by, minute by minute.

Soon.

The massive, dense horde of forty-five thousand World Beasts began to approach Ro Feng's small universe from all directions.

"They are targeting my small universe?" Ro Feng frowned.

He possessed the Star Tower, a God-King level treasure. A God-King's divine body, like Jin's, was hundreds of millions of light-years tall. Theoretically, the Star Tower could transform to become billions of light-years tall, or even higher, but the larger the Star Tower became, the more exaggerated the consumption of divine power.

"If pushed, I will use the Star Tower to cover my small universe and then slaughter these World Beasts rampantly," Ro Feng thought privately.

However, to control the Star Tower at such a massive scale, Ro Feng couldn't be too far away.

"Master!"

Morosa exclaimed in alarm. "Master, the first part, the first part..."

"Hm?" Ro Feng glanced over.

The first group of forty-five thousand World Beasts, previously stationary in the region of the First Reincarnation Era, suddenly began pairing up two by two, drawing completely close together.

"Master," Morosa said in alarm. "The second part of forty-five thousand World Beasts is already surrounding Master's small universe and will be within range to devour it in just one minute. Meanwhile, all the beasts in the first part are pairing up to fight and devour each other. In this short time, over a hundred thousand World Beasts have already died!"

Ro Feng’s expression changed drastically.

He understood.

Those forty-five thousand World Beasts were fighting two-by-two, and the victors would continue to fight two-by-two... inevitably leading to the birth of sixth-tier World Beasts!

Should Ro Feng intervene?

If he intervened, the forty-five thousand World Beasts surrounding his small universe would mercilessly devour it! If Ro Feng did not intervene, choosing instead to protect his small universe... he would have to watch helplessly as sixth-tier World Beasts were born.

Either the small universe would be destroyed, or sixth-tier World Beasts would be born. One outcome was certain.

This was an overt scheme!

Forcing Ro Feng to make a choice!