Chapter 1068: A Reunion Across Millennia, the Colossal Beasts Depart (I)

The six human regions, the imperial dynasty, the Jiantian Palace and its vice palace master. So she really is a powerhouse of the human race!

The moment Shi Feitong spoke, both faerie kings felt their hearts loosen. They had made the correct guess.

In truth, even if Chen Chu and the Destructive Dragon Emperor were absent, with the present strength of the Human Alliance, along with the colossal beasts that had not yet departed, a being at the beginning stage of the true spirit level wasn’t invincible.

There were Tarodell, the divine king who had reached the semi-true-spirit level; Xuntian, who stood at the peak of the ancient titan level; Qian Tian, who had broken through to the late stage of the ancient titan level after transforming his body into void and possessed peak ancient-titan-level strength; and the Nine-Headed Magma Dragon.

If these powerhouses joined forces, burning their origins in a desperate fight, and were supported by the other ancient-titan-level powerhouses, even an ordinary true spirit could be stopped. It was just like when Tyretis once joined forces with the rulers of two empires and four other demon gods, managing to withstand the Divine King of Light who had temporarily reached the true spirit level.

Of course, this was on the premise that Shi Feitong’s strength was that of an ordinary beginning-stage true spirit. If she held a world-creation-level divine weapon, or possessed the cross-realm might of a middle-stage true spirit, then Faerie King Xuntian and the others could only await death.

Xuntian’s face brightened with a smile. With a thought, he slowly withdrew the vast azure lotus platform spread across the sky, and his tone shifted back to courtesy. "So it is a fellow powerhouse of the human race. Allow me to reintroduce ourselves. We are Xuntian and Yintian of the Faerie Race, councilors of the Ancient Alliance. Greetings to you, Vice Palace Master, my lord. The humans you inquire about are one of the four civilizations of the Alliance. Their stronghold lies a million kilometers to the rear."

The Purgatory Demon Clan had perished, but the Alliance had not occupied the shattered territory, merely dividing the Forbidden Zone Battlefield into three parts. The human race occupied several hundred thousand kilometers near the Sky Battlefield, followed by the Heavenly Feathered Race, while the Faeries claimed the remaining lands.

After centuries of war between civilizations, with homelands destroyed, the populations of these races now numbered in the mere millions to tens of millions. Even with vast territories, they couldn’t fully develop them. Moreover, too much distance made cooperation with humans difficult, including the joint development of planets within the solar system.

As for the Alliance of Gods, their numbers were greater overall, reaching tens of millions, yet only a few million warriors were above the Sixth Heavenly Realm. The domains they controlled were already vast enough.

Before Shi Feitong, whose lips were just parting into a faint smile, could reply, high-pitched roars shook the void. The horizon was drowned in endless flames, black storms, and twisted halos of time. The first to arrive in response to her fully released true-spirit-level pressure were the colossal beasts from hundreds of thousands of kilometers away.

Seven ancient-titan-level dragon kings appeared, as well as the Blade King. Their majestic bodies exuded interwoven principle auras, forming rolling shockwaves that detonated the heavens.

With an aura that spread across tens of thousands of kilometers, the mighty Nine-Headed Magma Dragon roared.

Faerie Kings, you sounded the alarm with your principles. Is this true spirit about to attack the Human Alliance?

Though relations had been strained, nearly breaking into outright conflict earlier, when a great enemy emerged, the colossal beasts still came swiftly.

Xuntian waved repeatedly. "Dragon Kings, thank you for rushing here. But this vice palace master is not an enemy. A misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding."

A misunderstanding, huh

. The ancient-titan-level dragon kings’ faces showed faint disappointment.

The Dragon Emperor had promised that in this expedition, any who slew a demon god, or contributed greatly in the great war, would be granted an opportunity their bloodline. However, while the Dragon Emperor blocked the Primordial Ancestor, Chen Chu’s overwhelming might dominated the battlefield. Almost no demon god could withstand even one strike of his halberd.

Thus, in that great war, only the Magma Dragon and the Azure-White Colossal Dragon reaped true rewards, slaying a middle-stage and a beginning-stage ancient-titan-level demon god with aid from the Time Dragon. The other ancient-titan-level dragon kings had little harvest, killing a dozen great demon kings and some demon kings. This was nowhere near enough to advance their bloodlines.

Sensing the disappointment radiating from these ancient titans, Shi Feitong narrowed her eyes, a faint chill surfacing within them. "It seems you are eager to cross hands with me?"

Since reaching the true spirit level, it had been many years since any life beneath that realm dared show her disrespect. Now, upon leaving her abode and before even entering human lands, she had already encountered ancient-titan-level aliens and colossal beasts baring their fangs at her in turn.

Do these creatures truly not understand the majesty of an emperor?

Boom!

Shi Feitong erupted in boundless black fire. In an instant it blanketed hundreds of thousands of kilometers, its ink-dark glow dyeing the heavens and earth into shadow. The scorching heat brimmed with destructive intent. It dissolved the laws of heaven and earth and melted space, birthing layer upon layer of black tsunamis of annihilation that engulfed all beings and beasts alike.

At once, the seven ancient titans roared. Even the two faerie kings’ faces twisted in fright as the brilliance of their principles exploded outward.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Under that dreadful power, the principle worlds surrounding the two faerie kings and seven colossal beasts shuddered, then shattered, and their vast bodies were pierced through by blazing light. The world split apart; nine towering mushroom clouds rose into the sky. Mountains and plains alike were heaved upward, billowing dust and hurricanes.

Above the azure sky, Shi Feitong stood rooted in the void, black hair wildly dancing like a waterfall as she exuded boundless divine might. Behind her, a phantom cloaked in black fire, clad in resplendent divine robes and towering a thousand kilometers tall, slowly withdrew its palm and merged once more into the sea of flame.

Beneath the sky-shrouding blaze, the Azure-White Dragon stood wreathed in frost storms. Before it hovered a massive golden-black scale, over seven hundred meters long and thirty meters thick. Intricate black-and-gold patterns were engraved on its surface, and threads of golden-red lightning leapt around it, weaving a delicate net of crackling arcs. Any invisible heat or black fire approaching the golden-red lightning web was instantly crushed and annihilated.

"This is the confidence you rely on to dare provoke me?" Shi Feitong’s gaze turned cold. As her eyes swept over the golden-black scale shielding the dragon, a flash of gravity flickered across her face. From that scale, she truly sensed danger.

The Azure-White Dragon slowly rumbled,

Honored Vice Palace Master, our empire has no intent to become your enemy. Please forgive the tone of the dragon king that may have offended you. If you are still unhappy, you can wait until our Dragon King Palace's lord returns. It will personally come forth to engage you in an equal dialogue.

𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Because it had the Dragon Emperor as its backing, the Azure-White Dragon remained neither servile nor overbearing in the presence of this formidable true spirit. Yet at the same time, its attitude was set humbly low, careful not to provoke further. The golden-black scale in its possession had been specially bestowed by the Dragon Emperor. Within it was a fragment of the Dragon Emperor’s principle origin, enough to withstand several strikes from even a middle-stage true spirit.

Back when the Dragon Emperor had just entered the mythical world, this colossal beast had given it much aid and resources. Now that the Dragon Emperor had grown, it naturally repaid the Azure-White Dragon with such protection. Yet when the Dragon Emperor had handed over this principle scale, the Time Dragon at the Azure-White Dragon's side had worn a peculiar expression, leaving the Dragon Emperor somewhat puzzled.

Amid the black flames, Shi Feitong’s eyes remained frosty as she coolly said, "The owner of that scale in your hand is strong, but not strong enough to deter me. Still, I have already taught them a lesson. This matter will be set aside for now. If there is a next offense, do not blame me for being merciless."

The beast who left behind that scale was indeed powerful, yet it was still merely a true-spirit-level being. To Shi Feitong, who was herself at the true spirit level and a high-ranking figure of a human region's empire, such a threat wasn't enough to instill dread, especially as she stood backed by a true emperor of the primordial level.

In the past, when she had just broken through to the true spirit level, she had delved deep into the vast world in search of news of the human race. When she encountered a late-stage true-spirit-level Purgatory Demon, she had dared to strike without hesitation. In the end, she had even summoned the power of the true emperor to descend, grievously wounding that true demon. Though she too had been badly injured, requiring many years of recovery within a forbidden zone before returning to the divine region, it was enough to prove her nature.

Back when Chen Chu departed, Shi Feitong had followed with Shi Feirou and the companions of the Lost World, venturing together into the vast world on the path of expedition to pursue traces of the Ancient Civilization. She fought battle after battle, enduring countless brushes with death. Later, after joining the Flamewheel Dynasty and becoming a disciple under a true emperor, she experienced even more combat. Her temperament grew ever more domineering and forceful. She was no longer the little girl who once followed behind Chen Chu.

Looking at the figure standing within the flames high above the azure sky, the Azure-White Dragon’s eyes grew solemn. It could sense that this unfamiliar true spirit’s confidence came not only from her own power, but from the far greater force standing behind her.

From the rear of the forbidden battlefield, heaven and earth trembled as powerful auras surged forward, charging in shrouded by black flames.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Around Qian Tian and the others, the power of principles spread, forming domains spanning thousands to tens of thousands of kilometers and colliding against the searing world-ending flames that filled the heavens and earth. Soon, nine ancient-titan-level powerhouses, led by Qian Tian and Tarodell, arrived and stood on either side of the Azure-White Dragon.

As their gazes fell on the figure wreathed in black fire thousands of kilometers away, their expressions grew heavy. None knew where this true spirit had emerged from.

"It's a misunderstanding. Don’t act rashly, Councilor Qian Tian!" Before the stern-faced Qian Tian could speak, Xuntian’s anxious voice rang out from below. As the dust covering the land collapsed into a hollow void, azure divine light pierced heaven and earth.

At once, Xuntian hurriedly said, "Councilor Qian Tian, this vice palace master is a powerhouse of your race, claiming to come from the Flamewheel Divine Region. What just happened was all a misunderstanding. Let us talk this through."

Xuntian was frightened. This human true spirit was domineering enough already, but even the colossal beast allies were arrogant and reckless, nearly causing disaster. Clearly, this was a stronger branch of the human race come seeking kin, yet if it ended in enmity, that would be a calamity. The Faeries now only wished for rest and recovery. Xuntian only desired to cultivate diligently toward the true spirit level, not to provoke new turmoil.

The moment it finished speaking, Qian Tian, the Primordial King, the Celestial King, and Zhenwu all froze briefly, then revealed disbelief on their faces. "The Flamewheel Divine Region... You come from the Ancient Civilization!?"

"If you know of the ancients, then it seems you must be the cultivation civilization that rose again from our destroyed homeland." Shi Feitong’s body loosened. The space-time distortions and world-burning flames dispersed.

Just as with the Lost World in those days, these reborn clans also called the expeditionary armies the Ancient Civilization. Shi Feitong was already certain of their identity, even if the void-tainted aura on Qian Tian repulsed her and his eyes carried faint madness.

"I, Shi Feitong, come from the Flamewheel Divine Region, founded by the True Radiant Sky Emperor, one of the seven great emperors of the expedition who has since reached the primordial level. I wonder what do you, the newly risen kin of our race, call yourselves?"

Toward fellow humans, Shi Feitong’s tone eased slightly.

One of the seven great emperors. A primordial existence!

In that instant, all of the divine kings, faerie kings, and even the dragon kings who had flown up revealed horror in their eyes.

No wonder this human powerhouse is so overbearing.

She hailed from a mighty force overseen by a primordial existence, and judging from her words, this ancient human race had not just one primordial being. After all, the one she named was but one of the seven emperors who once departed.

Damn, we struck gold.

The faces of Xuntian, the Golden-Winged Divine King Tolstoy, and the others were all lit with exhilaration.

None of them had expected the human race to have such a profound background. If the Human Federation acknowledged kinship with the ancient humans, then by following the Federation they would no longer fear extinction even when confronted with unknown primordial forces.

Not only were the faerie kings and divine kings excited, but Qian Tian and his companions also felt their hearts surge.

So it is true. The ancient powerhouses who had once departed still exist, and they have grown even stronger. They're now primordial stars that hang immovable above the azure sky.