"Creatures of all clans in the Primordial World!"
Ao Xuan's voice, amplified by the Innate Dragon Pearl, echoed through every corner of the Primordial World, carrying an undeniable sense of urgency. "Beast Emperor Shen Ni has dispatched the Seven Great Ferocious Beasts, leading hundreds of millions of beast hordes to invade the East China Sea and Western Wasteland in three routes! The Seven Great Beasts have reached the Early Stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal. Their hordes blot out the sky and sun, leaving carnage in their wake!"
"Now, the East China Sea's Sea-Suppressing Formation is in crisis, and the Western Wasteland's Golden Metal Stone Forest is under siege. With our strength alone, we cannot hold on for three days! Once the defense line collapses, all clans of the Primordial World will become food for the beasts, their bodies and souls destroyed!"
"I, Ao Xuan, the Azure Dragon of the East China Sea, hereby plead for aid from all clans of the Primordial World! I beg the Spirit Clan, Qilin Clan, Phoenix Clan, Barbarian Clan, and all Primordial tribes to put aside past grievances and unite against the enemy!"
"The East China Sea and Western Wasteland are the first and last line of defense for the Primordial World! If we unite, we can gather the power of the Primordial World, repel the beasts, and defend our homeland!"
"The signal for aid is the cyan-gold spiritual light of the Innate Dragon Pearl. I have set up Spiritual Gathering Formations at Dragon Abyss in the East China Sea and the Golden Metal Stone Forest in the Western Wasteland. Reinforcements from all clans may gather at these two locations!"
"I, Ao Xuan, swear here: if we can repel the beasts, the East China Sea will share thirty percent of the essence of its water fortune spiritual veins to nourish the spiritual veins of all clans! If any clan suffers losses in the battle, the East China Sea will spare no effort to assist!"
As his words fell, the spiritual light of the Innate Dragon Pearl surged again, exploding in the sky into countless cyan-gold streams of light that flew toward all parts of the Primordial World.
These streams of light were tokens of the plea for aid. As long as the leaders of each clan grasped a stream of light, they could clearly perceive the location of the gathering points and the current battle situation.
At this moment, all parts of the Primordial World were shaken by Ao Xuan's plea.
Eastern Wasteland, Spirit Clan Holy City.
The Spirit Clan Holy Lord was in a meeting with the elders, discussing how to deal with the recent beast invasions.
Suddenly, the cyan-gold dragon-shaped light and shadow appeared above the holy city, and Ao Xuan's plea for aid echoed clearly in everyone's ears.
"Your Holiness, this is a plea for aid from the Azure Dragon of the East China Sea!" an elder said with a grave expression. "The Seven Great Ferocious Beasts and hundreds of millions of beast hordes... this scale far exceeds our estimates!"
Another elder frowned. "But the Spirit Clan has never interacted with other clans. Back then, the Dragon Clan also participated in the suppression of other races. Why should we go to their aid? We might as well watch the tigers fight from the mountain, and reap the benefits after the Dragon Clan and the beasts suffer mutual destruction."
"This is a mistake!" the Holy Lord raised his hand to interrupt him, a wise glow in his eyes. "The beasts' target is the entire Primordial World, not just the Dragon Clan. If the Dragon Clan is destroyed, the Spirit Clan will be next!"
"The Stone Clan and Spiritual Plant Clan in the Western Wasteland have already been slaughtered by the beasts—this is a warning from the past!"
He stood up, walked to the top of the holy city, and looked at the cyan-gold streams of light in the sky. "Furthermore, Ao Xuan has sworn to share the essence of the water fortune spiritual veins and assist damaged clans. This is not just a plea for aid, but an opportunity for alliance. Only by uniting all clans can we preserve the vitality of the Primordial World."
The Holy Lord raised his hand to grasp a flying cyan-gold stream of light, which transformed into a jade talisman clearly inscribed with the gathering location and battle information.
He issued an order in a deep voice: "Pass my command! Gather all elite Spirit Clan warriors. I will personally lead them to reinforce the Golden Metal Stone Forest in the Western Wasteland! Tell all clansmen: this battle is not for the Dragon Clan, but for the survival of the Spirit Clan and the future of the Primordial World!"
"We obey!" the elders responded in unison, immediately turning to gather their forces.
The bell of the Spirit Clan Holy City rang out, echoing across the Eastern Wasteland. Countless Spirit Clan disciples picked up their weapons, gathering at the holy city, ready to march to the battlefield.
Northern Wasteland, Qilin Clan Habitat.
The current patriarch of the Qilin Clan was in seclusion cultivating. Sensing the dragon-shaped light and shadow in the sky and Ao Xuan's plea for aid, he broke through seclusion instantly.
The Qilin Clan had always lived in seclusion, not participating in Primordial disputes. But this beast chaos had already threatened their habitat—small-scale beast hordes had appeared on the edge of the Northern Wasteland, beginning to slaughter local creatures.
"Patriarch, should we respond to the plea for aid?" a young Qilin Clan disciple asked, hesitation in his eyes. "Our Qilin Clan has a small population. If we participate in the war, the losses will likely be great."
The Qilin Clan patriarch fell silent for a moment, looking at the northern sky where faint feral aura could already be seen spreading.
He spoke slowly: "We cannot avoid this. The scale of the beast hordes is growing. If we do not unite to repel them, they will eventually spread to the Northern Wasteland. Ao Xuan's plea is a challenge we have no choice but to accept."
He raised his hand to grasp a cyan-gold stream of light, a resolute look in his eyes. "Pass my command! Gather all adult Qilins in the clan and follow me to reinforce Dragon Abyss in the East China Sea! Our Qilin Clan is skilled at balancing the five elements, which will help the Dragon Clan strengthen the Sea-Suppressing Formation!"
"Tell the clansmen: this battle concerns the survival of the entire Primordial World. Even if we risk our lives, we must hold the defense line!"
Southern Wasteland, Barbarian Clan Tribes.
The Barbarian Clan had always revered strength, cultivating physical power with heaven and earth as their furnace and their own bodies as cauldrons.
Upon hearing Ao Xuan's plea for aid, the great barbarians of the Barbarian Clan immediately gathered for a heated discussion.
"A Dragon Clan boy dares to ask for aid from our Barbarian Clan?" a burly great barbarian snorted. "The Dragon Clan oppressed us back then—we still haven't settled that debt!"
"That's not the right way to look at it!" an elder great barbarian spoke up. "The beasts' feral aura has already begun to erode the Southern Wasteland. Several of our small tribes have been completely slaughtered by the beasts. If we do not unite, when the beast army arrives, our Barbarian Clan will also struggle to survive alone."
"Furthermore, the physical strength of those Seven Great Ferocious Beasts is extremely powerful—they will be perfect for us to test our skills against!" a young great barbarian's eyes shone with a warlike glow. "I want to see how tough the flesh of a Taiyi Golden Immortal Early Stage beast is!"
The Barbarian Clan Great Priest fell silent for a long time before finally speaking: "The beast chaos concerns the survival of the Primordial World. The Barbarian Clan cannot stand by and do nothing."
"Pass my command! Let the Ten Great Barbarians lead five thousand Barbarian warriors to reinforce the Golden Metal Stone Forest in the Western Wasteland! Remember: our goal is to repel the beasts, not settle old scores with the Dragon Clan! Anyone who dares to provoke trouble on the battlefield will be punished according to clan rules!"
In addition to these major clans, small and medium-sized tribes across the Primordial World also responded one after another.
Some tribes, though weak, understood the principle that "when the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold." They gathered their elite warriors and rushed toward the East China Sea or Western Wasteland;
Some tribes donated their treasured pills and magical artifacts, transmitting them to the gathering points through the cyan-gold streams of light;
Others hesitated at first, but after witnessing the destructive power of the beast hordes, they resolutely joined the fight against the enemy.
For a time, all parts of the Primordial World were in motion. Countless figures converged toward Dragon Abyss in the East China Sea and the Golden Metal Stone Forest in the Western Wasteland. The spiritual light and auras of all clans intertwined, forming a mighty force that confronted the beasts' feral aura.
Atop Dragon Abyss, Ao Xuan felt the responsive auras from all parts of the Primordial World, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.
He knew that all clans had put aside their past grievances and chosen to unite against the enemy. This power was the hope of the Primordial World.
"Yinglong! Zhulong, let's go!" Ao Xuan no longer hesitated. The spiritual light of the Innate Dragon Pearl enveloped his body, transforming into a cyan-gold stream of light that raced toward the Western Wasteland.
Yinglong and Zhulong led the Black Armored Guards, following closely behind.
The cyan-gold stream of light streaked across the Primordial World, like a giant dragon guarding the Primordial World, flying toward the battlefield in the Western Wasteland.
At this moment, the battle in the Golden Metal Stone Forest of the Western Wasteland had reached a fever pitch.
Qiongqi's claws continuously tore at the defenses of the Black Stone Formation. Taowu's demonic armor resisted the burning of the golden metal flames. Hundun's mist wandered among the spiritual plant clansmen, launching continuous sneak attacks.
Cang Lie held his golden metal long sword, struggling to slash at the approaching beasts, his body covered in wounds. Yuan Hao slung his stone staff over his shoulder, firmly guarding the core of the Black Stone Formation, the staff already bent out of shape.
Lin Ya hugged the Spiritual Plant Sacred Fire, her face pale. The sacred fire's glow had dimmed significantly. She was overdrawning her own spiritual plant origin to maintain the sacred fire's defense.
"Hold on! Reinforcements are coming soon!" Cang Lie shouted loudly, boosting the morale of everyone around him.
He could feel the auras of all clans approaching from afar.
Sensing this aura, Qiongqi's ferocity did not diminish. It raised its head and roared to the sky: "Nothing but trash! Even if they come, they will only become my food!"
It suddenly spread its wings and pounced toward Cang Lie, its claw tips carrying the power to tear the void.
Cang Lie gritted his teeth, raised his golden metal long sword, and the Nanming Golden Metal flames around him surged, preparing to engage Qiongqi in a head-on confrontation.
At that moment, a cyan-gold stream of light fell from the sky, accurately slamming into Qiongqi's wing.
With a deafening bang, Qiongqi's wing was deformed, and it let out a painful roar. Its body flew backward like a broken kite, crashing heavily into the golden metal rocks and stirring up a cloud of debris.
Ao Xuan's figure appeared in mid-air, the Innate Dragon Pearl hovering above his head. Its cyan-gold spiritual light spread, shielding the defense line of the Golden Metal Stone Forest.
He looked at Cang Lie and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist Cang Lie, I'm here! Reinforcements are also on the way!"
Seeing Ao Xuan, a flash of excitement crossed Cang Lie's eyes: "Fellow Daoist Ao Xuan, you've finally come! Another moment later, we wouldn't have held on!"
Ao Xuan nodded, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield, sharp light flashing in his dragon pupils: "Don't worry. With me here, and with all clans of the Primordial World, we will never let the beasts breach the Golden Metal Stone Forest!"
He waved his hand, and the spiritual light of the Innate Dragon Pearl transformed into countless water chains, coiling toward Qiongqi, Taowu, and Hundun.
The Merit Golden Light on the water chains carried purifying power. When it touched the beasts' feral aura, it let out a sizzling sound, quickly purifying the feral aura.
Yinglong and Zhulong arrived with the Black Armored Guards, immediately joining the battle.
Yinglong flapped his golden wings, shooting out countless streams of golden spiritual light to slash at the approaching beasts. Zhulong exhaled extreme cold, freezing Hundun's mist and exposing its trace.
The defense line of the Golden Metal Stone Forest stabilized instantly. Seeing the reinforcements arrive, the spiritual plant clansmen and Black Armored Stone People's morale soared, and they launched a fierce counterattack one after another.
In the distance, the elite Spirit Clan warriors led by the Spirit Clan Holy Lord, the Qilin Clan warriors led by the Qilin Clan patriarch, the Barbarian Clan warriors led by the Ten Great Barbarians of the Barbarian Clan, and reinforcements from other tribes were rushing toward the Golden Metal Stone Forest.
The spiritual light of all clans intertwined, like a colorful cloud converging toward the battlefield.