Chapter 1467: Cataclysm

When the 450,000 World Beasts fully dispersed and simultaneously teleported outward from the mountain passes of the entire Qingfeng World, Luo Feng knew—he could no longer stop them.

No matter how powerful he was, he was still just one person, unable to split into thousands. He could kill at most one or two World Beasts, while the rest would easily enter the boundless Cosmic Sea.

“Kill!” Luo Feng’s eyes flashed with sharpness.

Even if he couldn’t stop them all, he would do his utmost—killing one was one less enemy!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Luo Feng rapidly teleported, closing in on one of the World Beasts. A hazy small universe instantly emerged, and a massive palm formed from chaotic currents crushed the pitiful second-stage World Beast to death.

Moments later.

Sigh.

Standing above the high mountains of Qingfeng World, Luo Feng gazed at the empty void around him and shook his head, “I can’t stop them.”

The 450,000 World Beasts dispersed and surged out, followed by another 450,000. Despite his best efforts, Luo Feng managed to kill only five. Compared to the total of 900,000 World Beasts, this was merely a drop in the ocean.

“900,000 World Beasts have left Qingfeng World and entered the Cosmic Sea,” Luo Feng’s expression turned grave. “This is really troublesome. They’re actually united, charging out all together.”

“I’ll just have to respond as things unfold.”

Shaking his head, Luo Feng activated his ultra-long-range teleportation and began heading back toward the Original Universe.

Luo Feng had no choice. Though he knew this action might force the last remaining World Beasts to flee, he had no alternative. If he hadn’t gone on a massive killing spree, allowing over nine million World Beasts to fight among themselves, one only had to look at Bedi’s evolution to fifth-stage to understand—letting them grow unchecked meant they’d soon reach sixth-stage.

A sixth-stage World Beast could split into thousands of forms, making it extremely difficult to kill.

That would truly be a catastrophe!

Thus, it was necessary to act early. Eliminating over eight million World Beasts in one go was already the best possible scenario. Although this “best case” was still a catastrophe for the various races of the Cosmic Sea.

There was no choice. This was an unprecedented disaster. Now, it had merely shifted from an “absolute death sentence” to an “apocalyptic crisis”—there was still hope. Luo Feng’s current combat power could match ten thousand, and among the World Beast race, not even a single fifth-stage existed. This disaster was still surmountable.

Luo Feng’s ultra-long-range teleportation was even faster than Bedi’s, a fifth-stage World Beast. While the World Beasts dispersed and advanced toward the races of the Cosmic Sea, Luo Feng was also rushing back urgently.

When Luo Feng failed to stop the 900,000 World Beasts, he immediately convened a meeting of all races within the virtual universe.

Above the floating palace,

one after another True God took their seats. At the highest seat sat the Chaos Lord and Luo Feng, dressed in golden and white robes respectively. Below them sat numerous True Gods from all major factions of the Original Universe—Yaos, Insect Race, and others. Clearly, in this desperate situation, following humanity was the only path to survival.

“Everyone,” the golden-robed Chaos Lord and the white-robed Luo Feng, overlooking the assembly, spoke.

“Some time ago, I ventured alone into the Dark Region.”

Below, a murmur immediately spread.

“To the World Beasts’ nest?”

“Milord Luo Feng, how did it go?”

The various races were anxious, with the Jiuyou True Sovereign, Starry Sky Ancestor, and others watching expectantly, while other True Gods wore expressions of worry and concern.

The white-robed Luo Feng gazed down. “There’s good news and bad news.”

“The good news is that within the World Beasts’ nest, billions of World Beasts kept evolving and decreasing in number. When I entered, there were over nine million World Beasts in the nest, all at least as strong as the ones that previously attacked our Cosmic Sea.” Luo Feng’s words caused shock and fear among the gathered True Gods.

It wasn’t just them—Luo Feng himself had felt fear at the time.

“But fate is fair,” Luo Feng continued. “Our Cosmic Sea races still have a sliver of hope. I obtained a treasure, one that can only be used once! I lured over eight million World Beasts to attack me, and then annihilated them all in one strike.”

“What?”

“Annihilated over eight million World Beasts at once?”

“What kind of treasure was that?”

The True Gods of various races were stunned.

Luo Feng didn’t care whether these True Gods were shocked, doubtful, greedy for the treasure, or speculating whether Luo Feng could use the treasure again. No matter what they thought, Luo Feng didn’t care! In the Cosmic Sea, he was the absolute strongest!

Moreover, far surpassing any other individual. The Human Race was also the absolute top race!

“The bad news is,” Luo Feng said, “there are still 900,000 World Beasts surviving in the Dark Region, and these 900,000 have left the Dark Region and are heading straight toward our Cosmic Sea… Alone, I couldn’t possibly stop 900,000 fully dispersed World Beasts. It’s estimated that within a day, some World Beasts will reach the small universes of the First Cycle Era.”

“A day?”

“900,000 World Beasts entering the Cosmic Sea?”

“This… this…”

The various races were stunned.

A nightmare-like message. A single World Beast already caused panic and terror among the Cosmic Sea races. 900,000 World Beasts?

“Finished. The First Cycle Era is finished, and so is the Second Cycle Era.” Many True Gods immediately realized this.

On our side of the Original Universe, they could use the cosmic channels between the Original Universe and their small universes to provide support anywhere at any time… but the First Cycle Era and the Second Cycle Era had no such capability for immediate support.

Even the Original Universe side felt tremors of fear facing 900,000 World Beasts.

How could they possibly resist?

“Everyone,” Luo Feng directly stated, “I’ve delivered the news. Prepare yourselves. I will also send this message to the First Cycle Era and the Second Cycle Era. At least let them know in advance.”

The message began to spread rapidly.

Not only Luo Feng, but other True Gods from the Original Universe also spread the news, reaching the First Cycle Era, the Second Cycle Era, the Purple Moon Holy Land, and the Eastern Emperor Holy Land.

“This.”

The five True Sovereigns of the Divine Eye Race gathered together, looking at each other, wanting to speak but unable to find the words.

“Finished.”

“Truly finished.”

“Even a single World Beast could devour our small universe quickly. With a large group of World Beasts devouring together… our small universes would be annihilated in no time. Once the small universes are destroyed, all the people living within them would perish.”

The five True Sovereigns felt pain and resentment.

They would rather die themselves than see their entire race wiped out, but what choice did they have now?

“You four,” the Divine Eye True Sovereign coldly ordered, “immediately leave the small universe and flee far away… this way, even if the small universe is destroyed, the World Beasts won’t find you, and you four can survive. As for me, I will stay and try to surrender to these World Beasts, see if they will accept me. If they do, the Divine Eye Race still has a chance to survive.”

“Divine Eye, I’ll go to surrender, you four leave.”

“Master!”

The five True Sovereigns argued.

No matter what, those True Gods who fled now were destined to survive, though it would be a pitiful existence. Those who stayed behind faced the danger of death! Even if successful, they would never recover their former glory. The Primordial Will had already conveyed some messages through the Ancestral God Sect, clearly indicating that surrendering to the World Beasts was a tragic fate.

“I am one of the eight strongest in the Cosmic Sea; I have value. I have the highest chance of success. Don’t try to persuade me anymore,” the Divine Eye True Sovereign barked.

The other four True Sovereigns exchanged pained glances.

“Yes.”

Just minutes later.

The other four True Sovereigns quickly left their small universes and began fleeing far away.

Inside the Purple Moon Holy Land.

“Ni, nine hundred thousand World Beasts?” Purple Moon Ancestor, upon hearing this news, was stunned. He paced back and forth alone in the grand hall, having already dismissed his subordinates.

“What should I do?”

“If tens of thousands of World Beasts devour my small universe together, even if it resists as much as possible, it might not last long.” Purple Moon Ancestor was deeply worried.

Purple Moon Ancestor was in a panic: “Once my small universe is destroyed, I will truly have no chance left. All hope will be lost, and my entire race will vanish forever.”

“That Luo Feng, how could he be so useless!”

The First Cycle Era, the Second Cycle Era, the two Holy Lands, and all received the news.

Among them, the First Cycle Era and the Second Cycle Era were completely hopeless, as mutual support between them was extremely difficult. How could they resist 900,000 World Beasts? As for the two Holy Land universes, because their universes were larger and more resistant, they could hold out longer.

As for the small universes of the True Gods, they would be devoured in a short time.

“Thank goodness.”

“Thank goodness I chose to surrender to the World Beasts.” The Nine-Headed Demon Monarch, seated on his throne, exhaled in relief. “Although I was forced onto the World Beasts’ war chariot and lost my freedom, perhaps my future will be tragic, but at least it won’t be as tragic as theirs. They will die soon, but my race can survive longer.”

“Perhaps I can even try to attempt the samsara.”

“If I pass through the samsara, maybe a miracle will occur, freeing me from the World Beasts’ control.” The Nine-Headed Demon Monarch looked forward with anticipation.

In the void outside the Nine-Headed Demon Monarch’s small universe.

Whoosh!

A silver-armored winged man appeared out of nowhere—it was Luo Feng, returning at maximum speed from Qingfeng World. On his way back, Luo Feng had slightly detoured, passing by the Nine-Headed Demon Monarch’s small universe.

Luo Feng gazed at the distant small universe and coldly smiled: “The World Beasts need to ask questions face-to-face. Their servants cannot communicate mentally.”

In the Cosmic Sea, mental communication was possible, a feat only the World Beasts could achieve among themselves.

Their servants could not do so.

Like Mosasa, he had to personally meet the Nine-Headed Demon Monarch, or the Qiu Yan Ancestor or Zhenjia King to inquire for information.

“I won’t give you the chance to leak any information.” Luo Feng knew clearly that the Nine-Headed Demon Monarch must be waiting inside his small universe for the World Beasts to question him.

“Die.”

A blood-red blade appeared in Luo Feng’s hand—the Blood Shadow Blade.

The ‘Destruction’ of a fifth-stage World Beast could destroy a small universe, but Luo Feng’s strongest sword technique now rivaled the power of ‘Destruction’.