Chapter 1176: Catastrophe

Chapter Eighty-One: A Spectacle Unfolds.

Turmoil erupted in the Northern Territory, leading to widespread chaos and incessant warfare. Bloody light pierced the heavens, and killing intent shrouded the sun, casting a grim pall over the land.

The ancient clans faced large-scale attacks, an unprecedented event in many years. Numerous ancestral lands of the Primordial Royal Clans were transformed into battlefields.

Spaceships appeared and vanished, their various light beams piercing through clouds and sun. Blood splattered everywhere, and corpses piled up into mountains. Fierce battles erupted in numerous locations, not confined to a single battlefield.

The Blue Demon Clan, Blood Moon Clan, Green Ghost Clan, Cloud Mist Royal Clan, Silver Moon Royal Clan, and others were successively annihilated. This shook the Eastern Wilderness, startling the entire world and sending shockwaves across the lands.

Naturally, the fleets of the noble clans from the Eternal Main Star also suffered severe losses. The Yan Yun Clan, Canghai Clan, Everlasting Royal Clan, Mi Luo Clan, and others were successively annihilated, paying a heavy price in turn.

“What kind of force is this? Why do they dare to attack the Primordial Royal Clans? It’s as if they suddenly emerged from beyond the heavens!”

“They are a civilization from beyond our realm. They possess unusual sacred artifacts, and their combat power is astonishing, not to be underestimated!”

Some exceptionally powerful Primordial Royal Clans were ambushed and caught completely off guard, leaving behind vast numbers of corpses. The ancestral lands of many great clans were stained crimson with blood.

This battle shocked the entire world!

The long-standing pattern of peace was suddenly shattered on this day, leaving many unable to adapt or accept the new reality.

Battlefields opened up one after another, almost simultaneously, in various locations. It was clear that these newly appearing forces had a very strong objective.

“They’re insane! Attacking the ancient clans! These formidable individuals possess astonishing courage; their origins must be truly extraordinary!”

“Even some Primordial Royal Clans suffered immense losses. This is an unending war of conquest; neither side will rest until the other is utterly annihilated…”

Today, the entire world’s attention was fixed on the Eastern Wilderness. Everyone discussed this unprecedented war, which had almost shattered the balance among all clans. Smoke and fire covered the land, tense war clouds hung heavy, and all great clans were on high alert.

Many battlefields were opened, and the twelve great clans from the Eternal Main Star were far from ordinary. Their motherships, combined with ancient saint war instruments, waged war with such intensity that the sun and moon lost their luster, and heaven and earth themselves seemed to change color.

Ye Fan and his companions changed their course, not immediately heading for Mount Undying. They were also monitoring other battlefields, and as soon as they learned that the Heavenly Brahma Clan was about to fall, they immediately gave chase.

The Brahma Clan was initially very successful, even annihilating several other clans. However, they suffered heavy losses when they encountered the Mighty Ox Demon Clan. This royal clan, renowned even in ancient times, suddenly had several Ancestral Kings emerge, utterly defeating the Brahma Clan and forcing them into a desperate retreat.

The clan's giants and other high-ranking members were almost all killed in battle. Ancient saint mechas were blown apart, and their physical bodies were ripped to shreds by an old Ox Demon King, sending blood and flesh splattering.

This was a truly fierce battle; the Brahma Clan was nearly annihilated. Even Fan Yuntong, an ancient saint piloting a Saint King armor, was relentlessly pursued by an old Ox King, left with nowhere to run or hide.

“It’s terrifying… damn it! Can anyone tell me why these natives are so incredibly powerful?”

The few surviving members of the Brahma Clan were chilled to the bone, fleeing for their lives. Clearly, this outcome left them in utter disbelief.

Initially, the battle had gone very smoothly. They swept through several clans and acquired a large quantity of rare resources. However, upon entering the territory of the Ox Demon Clan, they instantly tasted the bitter sting of a painful defeat.

This group of muscular, broad-waisted monsters, each over a *zhang* tall, were covered in several inches of thick ox hair and bore a pair of large horns on their heads. Possessing immense raw strength, they were capable of continuously shattering the enemy's warships.

Watching these brute oxen, snorting white smoke from their nostrils and roaring across the land, the powerful members of the Brahma Clan were filled with bitter regret. It was simply a nightmare; there was no way to fight them.

“Who said this ancient star was weak? These natives are all descendants of demon gods! Damn the Lianzhu Clan, the information they provided was utter rubbish, leading us straight to our deaths!”

The ancient saint Fan Yuntong led a small handful of his direct clan members in a desperate escape. All their motherships had been sunk, and swathes of warships were torn into scrap metal, making spatial jumps impossible.

Behind them, three old oxen, as massive as mountains, stared with enormous bovine eyes. A single roar from them could shatter mountains and rivers, even making waterfalls flow backward, as they relentlessly pursued their prey for millions of miles.

“Too… too damn terrifying!” The few remaining direct descendants of the Brahma Clan could barely speak, utterly awed by the divine might of the Mighty Ox Demon Clan.

“Whoosh!”

The Killing Saint made his move, directly shattering the dimension that Fan Yuntong had conjured. Several giants within it fell out.

“Whoosh!”

With a flash of five-colored divine light, Ye Fan swept past, seizing the noble who had escaped from the clan and taking him alive.

“It’s you, kid… You’ve even come to this ancient star?” someone cried out, recognizing him.

“Heh, I am a native of this place, and it’s time I fulfilled my duties as a host,” Ye Fan sneered.

“Ah…” The Brahma Clan members cried out, their eyes red with rage. They realized that suffering such immense losses on this expedition was entirely within Ye Fan’s calculations and purview.

“You have a death wish!” the Holy Prince roared, his golden fur shining brilliantly as if cast from gold. His combat power surged; he alone was enough to slaughter all the clan’s half-saints.

The Black Emperor joyfully declared, “Don't kill them! Capture them alive. I, this Emperor, want to study their star gates and dismantle their motherships. Captives of this caliber will be of great use.”

The Holy Prince was incomparably brave and mighty. His black iron great staff swept through all enemies, sending them all spitting blood and plummeting to the ground.

The three old Ox Kings pursued them to this location. Seeing the Holy Prince, they paused for a moment, then let out hearty, simple laughs, resuming their relentless chase after Fan Yuntong, the only one who had managed to escape.

Clearly, Fan Yuntong wouldn't live much longer. The three old kings of the Ox Demon Clan had him firmly locked, and his defeat and demise were only a matter of time.

Ye Fan and his companions successfully obtained the evolution fluid and hurried towards the next battlefield.

The Northern Territory was plunged into great chaos, the flames of war spreading far and wide. Many ancient clans were involuntarily drawn into the conflict, battling the cosmic motherships.

There were multiple battlefields. It must be said that some of the twelve great royal clans from the Eternal Main Star were truly formidable. For instance, the Zhao Clan swept through all enemies and had yet to encounter a worthy opponent.

This was because the clan had a Saint King overseeing the battle, piloting a magnificent and terrifying mecha. They were invincible, having already slain two other Saint Kings.

Furthermore, sensing impending danger, they seized large quantities of resources. After leveling the ancestral lands of several Primordial Royal Clans, they prepared to perform a spatial jump and escape the area.

In this battle, blood flowed like rivers, and countless corpses fell densely. The Northern Territory was enveloped in a terrifying aura of death.

“This truly is a catastrophe. Where did these cultivators come from, to annihilate even some of the Primordial Royal Clans?”

The entire world looked towards the Northern Territory, with everyone paying close attention.

“I heard that even the Fire Kirin Cave was attacked. This is truly an unprecedented event! And a Saint was killed; now that clan is absolutely furious!”

The people of the Fire Kirin Cave were indeed enraged. They actively attacked, searching for the cosmic motherships, with their Imperial Weapons in hand.

“People of the Cloud Fire Clan… are you tired of living? Of all the targets, why did you have to intrude upon Blood Phoenix Mountain?” Ye Fan cursed, knowing this meant the clan would likely be completely wiped out again, gaining absolutely nothing.

The Cloud Fire Clan had previously suffered heavy losses because they encountered a powerful Primordial Royal Clan with a Saint King overseeing it. They sustained severe casualties and barely escaped.

In their extreme rage, they recklessly unleashed forbidden power, sweeping through mountains and rivers as they charged forward. Unbeknownst to them, they reduced the outer mountain ranges of Blood Phoenix Mountain to ashes.

Moreover, they blasted hundreds of strong patrolling guardians into bloody mist, killing them all.

Blood Phoenix Mountain housed an Imperial Clan from ancient times; how could they tolerate such an insult? From ancient times until now, no one had dared to provoke them. They struck with thunderous force, reducing the clan to ashes, leaving nothing behind.

When the Fire Kirin Cave and Blood Phoenix Mountain finally made their move, millions of streaks of chaotic light surged from the Northern Territory. The two great Imperial Clans were enraged, as if the heavens themselves had been breached!

The entire Northern Territory boiled like water, plunging into utter chaos!

While the claim that the ancient clans numbered over ten thousand was an exaggeration, there were indeed a great many of them. The forces from the Eternal Main Star had only agitated a few dozen clans, but now, with all the major royal clans in the Northern Territory receiving the news and mobilizing together, it was nothing short of a disaster.

The remaining motherships and warships immediately found themselves mired in a swamp of ten thousand clans. Ancient clan armies appeared everywhere, instantly turning the faces of the twelve foreign clans deathly pale and leaving them utterly bewildered.

“Again, the intelligence was flawed, ridiculously so! Have we descended into hell? Why are there descendants of demon gods everywhere?!”

“How the hell are we supposed to fight this? Those Lianzhu Clan bastards! That demon god should be killed ten thousand times over! We’ve entered a kingdom of devils!”

“Even if all the royal clans from the Eternal Main Star descended together, they might not be able to conquer this place. I curse these devils!”

Inside the spaceships, the powerhouses from the Eternal Main Star were all deathly pale and stunned. The expeditionary army was continuously fleeing in disarray, with spaceships exploding. The number of casualties was already incalculable.

The Zhao Clan, with their Saint King overseeing them, had initially achieved fruitful results. However, they hesitated for just half a step, aiming to conquer one more royal clan's ancestral land, and the outcome brought eternal regret.

Because the two great Primordial Imperial Clans made their move: a streak of immortal light flew in, instantly incinerating their Saint King into ashes.

“The Fire Kirin Cave and Blood Phoenix Mountain are stealing our opportunities!” Ye Fan exclaimed. “We must act quickly! Don’t let them finish off the two clans outside Mount Undying!”

Ye Fan and his companions traversed the void, rushing towards Mount Undying. By now, they dared not use their motherships, as the myriad ancient clans were enraged and would collectively attack any such war vessel on sight.

Mount Undying emanated a strange aura. The Cao Clan and the Mo Clan from the Primeval Demonic Sea were all deathly pale. Dozens of warships entered but not even a ripple emerged; they inexplicably exploded.

A mothership that crashed into it was also unable to move an inch. It appeared that escaping would require decades, even centuries, of deduction to find a way out.

“Damn it, wasn’t it said that this ancient star had nothing formidable about it?” roared a noble of the Cao Clan. “Why do I feel like I’ve fallen into a demonic lair?”

“Who can tell me what exactly is going on?” the Mo Clan of the Primeval Demonic Sea roared, equally enraged. “One of our ancient saint ships fell in; how is it that it can’t even send out a signal?”

Inside that mothership was a giant of the Mo Clan, a descendant deeply favored by the Ancestral Saint. Their loss now, trapped within, was unbearable.

“Attack! Blast this place open!” ordered a noble of the Mo Clan. “We can destroy planets; are we afraid of a mere black mountain range?!”

Several motherships rose into the air and unleashed a dazzling light towards Mount Undying. This energy was enough to reduce small planets to ashes, but now it was only aimed at breaking open the Dao patterns protecting this place.

Massive beams of light, capable of destroying all things in heaven and earth, were now concentrated and fired at Mount Undying, their divine power astonishing.

To the shock of both the Mo and Cao Clans, Dao marks appeared within Mount Undying, rendering all attacks invisible and utterly ineffective.

At the same time, in the center of that black colossal mountain, a headless knight appeared, brandishing an iron spear and thrusting it forward.

“Boom!”

This was a cataclysmic disaster that shook heaven and earth. Swathes of fleets turned into dust, exploding simultaneously, while several motherships were also shattered one after another, unable to withstand a single blow!

Both clans had Saint Kings present, who attacked together, but all of them screamed in agony as their bodies exploded one after another, turning into blood mist.

Both clans suffered heavy losses, with almost eighty percent of their forces annihilated in an instant!

When Ye Fan and his companions arrived, they happened to witness this scene from afar. Each of them felt a chill run through their bodies, as if plunged into an ice cellar.

“Of all the places to provoke, they attacked a Life Forbidden Zone… This… this won’t trigger a dark turmoil, will it?” Ye Fan felt a chilling sensation.

Within Mount Undying, a headless knight slowly turned its body, facing directly in their direction. Although it had no head, it was as if two cold gazes shot out from it!