"I came here today not for anything else—only to slaughter all of you. Besieging Serpent Valley and coercing the Serpent Queen—you all deserve death!!"
Yi Tianxing stood tall and unrestrained at the front of the army.
He stepped forward, one step at a time, each step firm and resolute. Cold words spilled from his lips. His gaze was expressionless, fixed on the army before him as if he were staring at a crowd of corpses.
Boom! Boom! Boom!!
Each step he took seemed light, yet it landed like a mountain. The earth rumbled with each footfall. The ground trembled naturally, sending out ripples like waves in every direction. But in truth, the shockwaves surged directly toward the beastman army.
Crack!!
Stones on the ground jumped violently and were crushed into powder mid-air, dispersing into dust. With every step, the tremor's frequency multiplied, becoming more intense. The surrounding trees swayed violently, their leaves shedding like rain.
"Who are you, daring to assault the army of the Myriad Beast Court? No one can save you today!" roared a beastman warrior, unable to contain his rage.
"No... This person, he seems familiar. Who is he... Let me think... I remember now—it's him!"
A powerful beastman stared at Yi Tianxing's figure. A strange familiarity struck him, like a deeply engraved memory. The next moment, realization dawned.
"The Lord of Great Yi—King Yi Tianxing. It's him! Why is he here?!"
In the ranks of the wolf cavalry, the wolfman general Lone Wolf revealed a horrified expression. His gaze turned heavy and filled with fear. He had personally witnessed the battle at the Iron-Blood Great Wall, and knew well Yi Tianxing's terrifying strength. He had fought the Behemoth King to a standstill and even slain a Heavenly Pride King on the Divine-Demon Battlefield. He was undoubtedly a top-tier powerhouse—likely one at the Dharma Phase Realm.
No one knew just how powerful Yi Tianxing truly was.
The moment his identity was recognized, expressions changed. Even the fierce and unruly elite beastman warriors felt their hearts sink. This was a god of slaughter, a being capable of destroying heaven and earth. And he was no mere figure—he was the ruler of the Great Yi Dynasty, of equal standing to the Behemoth King. Why was he here?
Even though Yi Tianxing was alone, and the beastman army numbered in the hundreds of thousands, an invisible pressure descended. Many beastmen instinctively tightened their grip on their weapons, swallowing nervously.
"King Yi of Great Yi, please halt! There must be a misunderstanding. We are soldiers of the Myriad Beast Court. We've come to take the Serpent Queen as our royal consort. Are you truly willing to spark a war between Great Yi and the Myriad Beast Court?"
The Silver Behemoth, Meng Da, stepped forward and shouted forcefully.
"To wed the Serpent Queen? If I let that happen, wouldn't it be a slap to this king's face? Everyone here today… will die."
Yi Tianxing's fury intensified upon hearing this. A cold laugh escaped his lips. If they hadn't mentioned the proposal, he might have held back slightly. But now, the flames of anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
No man could tolerate this.
"He has a connection with the Serpent Queen? And a deep one?"
"Damn it! Why didn't we receive this intel earlier? Are all our spies useless fools?! If I survive this, they're all dead!"
"The King of Yi came here for the Serpent Queen? Is there some secret relationship between them? We're screwed! Why did our king choose her of all people?!"
Inside the beastman army, panic spread. No one expected the situation to spiral like this. If the Serpent Queen really was Yi Tianxing's woman, then they had poked the hornet's nest. Death loomed.
Even Lone Wolf General, Totem Shaman Zhu Dachang, and Elder Blackwaist of the Serpentfolk, felt like their souls were being trampled by countless unknown divine beasts.
A trap. This was a celestial trap.
Boom, boom, boom!!
Yi Tianxing's pace did not falter. One step at a time, he moved steadily forward.
"All troops, prepare to engage! Target: King Yi of Great Yi—Kill! Kill! Kill!!"
The Silver Behemoth Meng Da let out a savage roar. He knew Yi Tianxing would not let this go. A bloody battle was inevitable—it was either death or survival.
"Wolf Cavalry, heed my command—charge with me!Moon-Worshipping Crazed Wolf—kill!!"Lone Wolf General howled a piercing cry.
Rumble!!
Seventy to eighty thousand wolf cavalry rode their dire wolves and surged forward in a violent charge. As they advanced, silver light burst from their bodies. Countless Divine Abilities rose into the sky, converging above into a silver full moon. It soared into the heavens and hung above their heads. Twilight had already set, and the moon glowed brightly, casting down silver radiance.
Bathed in moonlight, every wolf cavalryman felt a holy blessing wash over them. Their bodies swelled as if inflated, growing bulkier. Pious fervor radiated from each of them—a divine glow of unshakable belief.
Their bodies were covered in fine wolf hair. Their faces twisted into fierce, lupine shapes. Sharp fangs jutted out, and cords of muscle writhed beneath their skin like coiling dragons—radiating brutal, explosive power.
"Wolf Cavalry!!"
Yi Tianxing watched indifferently. No matter what, he believed he could suppress it all.
Then, a strange scene unfolded.
Lone Wolf General at the front leaped with his dire wolf toward the silver moon above. In an instant, he vanished into the moon's light.
Inside the glowing moon, his figure appeared—kneeling in reverent worship, merging with the celestial body.
[Moon-Worshipping Crazed Wolf – Cángláng Bàiyuè / 苍狼拜月]
A ritual battle formation where all wolf cavalry merge their divine power into a silver moon. Upon merging, the moon transforms into a Blood Moon, condensing their collective essence into a single overwhelming strike.
As Lone Wolf General fused with the moon, its radiance intensified. The moon grew larger, flooding the battlefield with its glow. That moonlight carried a powerful will—an unusual law force—that suppressed external enemies. Yi Tianxing could feel the pressure crashing down.
Awooo!!
One after another, wolf cavalry leaped into the air and merged with the moon. As each one entered, the moon expanded slightly. When all had fused, it had grown to over a hundred zhang wide. Thousands of wolf riders knelt within, glowing with devotion. The silver moon had now transformed into a Blood Moon.
The Blood Moon, sharp as a blade, slashed down toward Yi Tianxing.
It was terrifying.
Wherever the Blood Moon passed, vegetation withered, and the ground split open with massive cracks. Even space itself seemed on the verge of being severed.
This was an attack far beyond the Life Map Realm—a combined ultimate strike of tens of thousands of wolf cavalry.
Boom boom boom!!
Yi Tianxing glanced at the blood moon overhead. He could feel its razor-sharp edge. Yet his footsteps did not stop. He continued his measured stride forward. At the same time, his Chaos Battle Dragon Robe appeared upon his body. Like a supreme emperor, he walked the earth, radiating majestic imperial might.
The ground's tremors grew ever more violent, their frequency rising frantically.
As the Blood Moon hovered above, ready to cleave him in two, the earth erupted with a deafening roar.
Roar!!
With a dragon's cry, the earth quaked. From beneath, countless jagged stones shot out, gathering together into a colossal, terrifying dragon claw, glowing with yellow divine light. Even its earth-yellow dragon scales were visible—vivid and lifelike. It was indistinguishable from a real dragon's claw.
The massive claw, dozens of zhang wide, reached from the earth—and grabbed directly toward the Blood Moon.
[Earth Dragon's Grasp / 地龙擒月]
A manifestation of earth-elemental power in dragon form, erupting from the ground to intercept and shatter high-tier domain attacks.
Powerful, overwhelming force surged from the claw.
Boom!!
The Blood Moon and dragon claw collided.
A dazzling explosion of yellow and crimson light burst into the sky.
"What... How?!"
"Impossible! The Moon-Worshipping Crazed Wolf should be enough to kill a Dharma Phase cultivator! How could it be stopped?!"
The beastman army was stunned. The moment the technique was unleashed, they had held high hopes—only to be utterly crushed.
The Blood Moon stopped in mid-air—held aloft by a single massive dragon claw.
Crack!!
The claw tightened, and the Blood Moon cracked. Tiny fissures spiderwebbed across it, spreading rapidly until it shattered completely—into countless fragments.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
With the Blood Moon's destruction, tens of thousands of wolf cavalry reappeared in mid-air—severely shaken.