Dumplings? The Golden Lion heard it loud and clear. Though severely wounded and battered, its senses remained sharp, sending a chill down its spine!
It knew all too well—the group of mighty cultivators who had plunged into the lake were perhaps even more pitiable, reduced to nothing more than a pile of dumplings!
Outside, chaos reigned. The heavens and earth were in turmoil, crisscrossed by countless black fissures like thousands of dark celestial blades, annihilating all life with no escape.
The moment those great cultivators dove into the Reincarnation Pool, the world trembled, mountains and rivers lost their brilliance, and in an instant, the heavens overturned—everything changed.
That terrifying entity, once a dominant force in the ancient battles of the True Dragons, had now awakened. The clanking of its chains reverberated, shaking the entire Heavenly Beast Forest.
Among the stone mountains, life was purged. With every flicker of its eyelids, the fleeing cultivators who hadn’t thrown themselves into the lake exploded into bloody mist.
Even those who had fled the farthest suffered grievous wounds, their bodies splitting apart, teetering on the brink of death.
The aura of the ancient beast among the stone peaks was too dreadful—unstoppable, annihilating everything in its path. Resistance was futile.
Those who had plunged into the lake were bold and formidable, but their fate was sealed in tragedy.
The ones who fled the farthest were also profound cultivators, though more cautious by nature.
Both groups were mighty, the strongest among the hunters.
But those caught in between faced the cruelest fate—neither strong enough to survive nor weak enough to die quickly. Their faces drained of color, bodies riddled with cracks, they stood on the precipice of doom.
*Clang!*
The sound of chains echoed endlessly, reaching even the farthest corners, chilling the soul and amplifying their terror.
For the rattling of those chains was no mere warning—it was the tolling of the death knell, summoning them to their end. Every last one of them trembled in fear.
This was no bluff. Their lives were truly forfeit.
*Boom!*
A deafening roar shattered the heavens, obliterating the last shred of hope in their hearts. The dragon had fully awakened.
Upon the stone mountain, the chains pulled taut. The ancient beast, its skull pierced by a rusted immortal spear, opened its eyes. In that instant, primordial chaos surged, and divine radiance swept across the cosmos!
The sheer magnitude of its power was overwhelming. Merely awakening naturally was enough to make all other living beings explode under the pressure!
Compared to its dormant state, this was incomparable. The unrestrained aura it exuded was apocalyptic.
The most immediate consequence? The cultivators who had fled into the Heavenly Beast Forest burst apart one after another, painting the sky crimson.
“Ah, no—!”
The desperate roars of powerful figures echoed, filled with unwillingness—but that was all. Then, they too shattered.
The younger survivors, who had barely clung to life earlier, didn’t even have time to scream before disintegrating into bloody pulp, vanishing without a trace.
The young generation—wiped out entirely.
This was no contest. The ancient beast’s awakening alone crushed the heavens, annihilating swathes of cultivators effortlessly.
“No, give me a chance—!” someone howled, face twisted in agony, reaching out helplessly before being erased inch by inch, reduced to nothing.
“How can it be this strong?! I’ve already escaped that region! Heaven forsakes me!” a mighty cultivator bellowed in defiance. Despite his unparalleled escape techniques, a single beam of light—merely the beast’s first gaze—pierced through him, scattering his bones and flesh.
That gaze carried the remnants of an ancient, primal battle intent, a relic of the beast’s past.
Undoubtedly, this creature had once fought in unimaginable wars before being sealed here. Even after eons of slumber, its killing intent remained.
Thus, with just the first flicker of its eyes, the farthest-fleeing cultivator perished.
This was a catastrophe. As the beast stirred, all fleeing cultivators were gripped by despair, their hope extinguished.
*Boom!*
Its aura surged, mingling with primordial chaos, spanning countless miles, shaking the stars themselves. The mortal realm seemed insignificant in comparison.
*Pop! Pop! Pop!*
Those caught between the Reincarnation Pool and the farthest escapees met their inevitable doom.
Their gazes froze in that final moment as the terrifying shockwave reached them, tearing them apart one by one, their souls detonating.
Above the forest, a crimson rain fell, staining the heavens red.
Clearly, far more cultivators had gathered here than Shi Hao had anticipated. Now, death became the cruel tally of their numbers.
In just an instant, as the beast’s eyes opened, every cultivator within tens of thousands of miles exploded—utterly annihilated, without exception.
The Heavenly Beast Forest was bathed in blood.
Everywhere, the remnants of powerful cultivators painted the land scarlet.
None had foreseen such devastation—a single ancient beast’s awakening, slaughtering countless heroes in succession.
Now, even those who had fled the farthest trembled on death’s door, grievously wounded and barely clinging to life.
These were mighty figures, all at the pinnacle of the Dunyi Realm. Their survival was due to both their distance from the stone mountain and their extraordinary cultivation.
Yet, despite escaping thousands of miles, they still felt the weight of ten thousand immortal mountains pressing down.
Their bodies cracked, blood seeped, and their skulls slowly fractured. Their souls, as if cleaved by celestial blades, splintered apart.
“No—!”
At last, even the strongest among them, those who had fled the farthest, roared as their lives neared their end.
*Pop!*
The moment arrived. Someone burst apart, shaking the land, their flesh and blood raining down, corroding the earth below.
*Boom!*
Rivers evaporated.
*Rumble!*
Mountains turned to ash.
As their essence blood fell, the land became a cursed wasteland, countless regions obliterated.
For these cultivators were too powerful—their essence blood held unimaginable might.
Yet, even they fell one by one, slain by mere ripples of the beast’s awakening.
Soon, their essence blood burned away, dispersing into the air.
Nothing remained. True annihilation.
The horror of it all shook every survivor. Of the Dunyi Realm experts who had fled to the outskirts, only a handful still struggled onward.
They felt powerless. This creature was beyond comprehension—like ants gazing at the sun, or mayflies facing a divine dragon.
The gap was insurmountable.
And the beast hadn’t even acted yet. If it truly entered the fray, what then?
For the cultivators of the Heavenly Beast Forest, the beast’s past battles were beyond imagination.
*Pop! Pop!*
One by one, the last survivors among the farthest-fleeing experts burst apart. Even the mightiest now fell, staining the sky with their blood.
Only one or two remained.
“I refuse to accept this! Why?!” the last survivors howled, bodies riddled with cracks.
Meanwhile, from the distant mountains beyond the forest’s edge, a long whistle sounded—reinforcements had arrived.
“What happened? Why such a dire warning?” a voice demanded.
The edge of the forest had seen blood-red signals flare into the sky—desperate warnings sent at the cost of lives.
Only a few had succeeded; most had exploded before they could act.
“An ancient beast has awakened! We’re nearly all dead!” the last escapees cried, their voices choked with blood.
“Hold on! We’re coming!”
They dared approach.
“Invoke the Immortal Blood!”
“Unseal the edicts! Write the Invincible Decree!”
From the distant mountains, voices thundered as they unsealed ancient artifacts. A radiant decree was anointed with dazzling blood, its light piercing the heavens.
*Roar!*
But then—a deafening bellow from the depths of the forest.
Everything ceased to exist. The heavens shattered.
The so-called Invincible Decree ruptured instantly. The Immortal Blood ignited, staining the void crimson.
*Boom!*
The land split asunder. Mountains crumbled. Rivers reversed.
The last escapees and their would-be rescuers alike were reduced to bloody mist, then scattered ashes.
With a single roar, the beast had purged the forest. The sky cracked, and stars plummeted, exploding mid-fall.
Primordial chaos surged, drowning the mountains and the Heavenly Beast Forest alike.
This was divine might—a roar that ended worlds.
Nothing remained.
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