This was by no means the full extent of the catastrophe—it was only the beginning.
When the fourth seismic wave finally faded, the entire world had undergone a cataclysmic transformation.
One could clearly see a towering mountain split apart by some unseen force, turning into a canyon. A massive rift now ran through it, like a thin line slicing the sky. Crumbling rocks were scattered everywhere.
Dense forests had become a wasteland. Countless ancient trees had been shattered. In some regions, the terrain had been so violently reshaped that new rivers had spontaneously formed. Elsewhere, what were once valleys were now towering mountains hundreds of zhang high, thrust upward by upheavals in the earth veins. In some areas, enormous new lakes appeared. The landscape had been utterly transformed—as if heaven and earth had been overturned. Witnessing it firsthand made one feel as if eons had passed in an instant.
Yet such dramatic changes didn't alter the horrifying aftermath of the earthquake: everywhere lay ruins, and mountains of corpses.
The death toll was staggering. During the fourth seismic wave, the destructive force was terrifying. Some ancestral spirits (祭灵) from alien tribes were shattered on the spot. Even those that weren't completely destroyed bore horrifying cracks and suffered severe injuries. With the ancestral spirits losing their power, the tribes were left vulnerable, and whole alien settlements were devastated.
No one knew how many alien tribes perished in the disaster.
Still, thanks to the protection of their ancestral spirits, some of the damage remained within a tolerable range—it wasn't completely beyond recovery.
However, the number of ferocious beasts and birds that died was simply beyond counting. The air was thick with the stench of blood. The beasts, which usually hid in the wild, were now corpses strewn everywhere. Only now did people realize how many had once existed. Their reproduction rate was frightening—many gave birth to whole litters at once. No matter how many were hunted, they kept coming. Now, with corpses littering the wilderness, the sheer scale of their numbers became painfully clear.
"Has the disaster passed?"Huang Chengyan muttered to himself as he watched the last of the tremors fade.The sight was too horrifying—something he had never witnessed in his life.
"This is… too brutal. So many ferocious beasts died in an instant. Could this catastrophe have wiped out the wild beasts entirely?" Wu Yong murmured, stunned.
"Extinction is impossible. Though many died, many more survived. And those who lived… are the strongest of the strong," Jia Xu said, shaking his head. "They've all got unique survival abilities. The weak perished; the strong endured. It's a natural selection process."
In terms of survival, ferocious beasts were even more resilient than humans. Wiping them out was nearly impossible. In fact, disasters like this only stimulated their potential, pushing them toward greater evolution and adaptability.
"These corpses mustn't go to waste. Feed them to the Iron-Blood Great Wall."Yi Tianxing took a deep breath and gave the order decisively.
The Dayi Dynasty was destined to continue expanding and growing stronger. And as its border symbol, the Iron-Blood Great Wall (铁血长城) must expand with it. Now, the land within and beyond Dayi's borders was covered in corpses. If left untouched, they would simply rot into bones. But fed into the Iron-Blood Great Wall, they could become fuel for its evolution.
Shua!
The Iron-Blood Great Wall, naturally drawn to flesh and blood, responded the moment the command was issued.
A thick red light burst from its walls, spreading in all directions. Wherever it reached, one could see the corpses of ferocious beasts vanishing into the Great Wall at a visible speed, as if they had never existed at all.
Even the corpses from many alien tribes were forcibly absorbed, especially those whose ancestral spirits had been destroyed or severely injured. Of course, if the ancestral spirits were intact, the wall's power couldn't penetrate them.
Unknowingly, the Iron-Blood Great Wall had consumed a feast of unparalleled richness, making its foundations ever more solid and formidable.
"Damn the Dayi Dynasty—they're looting during a disaster!"Numerous alien tribes, upon seeing their people's corpses vanish, glared with fury toward the Iron-Blood Great Wall. Clearly, this act had provoked their shame and wrath.
Meanwhile, outside of Dayi, countless other human factions were also in mourning.
Xiaoyao City:
What was once a grand and majestic city had now collapsed. A section of its walls had crumbled entirely, others were riddled with cracks. Inside, houses had collapsed, and many civilians were buried in the rubble. The air echoed with cries of pain and despair.
Even with the Vine-Armor Army (藤甲军) rushing to help, the devastation remained overwhelming.
The city's population had suffered devastating losses.
The Vine-Armor Army, being the Xiaoyao King's personal elite, were all cultivators. But most of the civilians were ordinary people, denied cultivation methods. Only a small number were allowed to cultivate and become true cultivators. In a catastrophe like this, the weak suffered the most.
The carnage was unbearable to look at.
"How could this be… Why would such apocalyptic destruction occur in the Eternal Continent? This makes no sense!"The Xiaoyao King stared at the void in terror. This disaster had brought death to his doorstep—he'd never felt so close to it.
Not far from Xiaoyao City, an area that had once held a town now lay mostly in ruins. Severed limbs and blood soaked the rubble. Amid the wreckage, survivors bore expressions of fear and despair.
Among them, Chen Sheng stood grim-faced, eyes burning with defiance.
This disaster had come too quickly, catching everyone off-guard and swallowing them whole.
The town, once known as Baisheng Town, was originally a leftover from the Myriad Worlds' fusion. Chen Sheng had seized it as his base, gathering people and building power with the hope of conquering Xiaoyao City one day, taking more territory, and ultimately becoming a true lord.
But now, before his dream could even begin, it had been shattered.
The town was in ruins.
Anyone less resolute than Chen Sheng might have collapsed entirely from the blow.
"Brothers and sisters! Don't cry! Don't fear! The disaster has passed! Even if our home has turned to rubble—we can still rebuild from the ashes! We will stand again, stronger than ever! For the dead—we must live!"Chen Sheng roared to the sky:
"Are kings and lords born different than us?!"
This earthquake hadn't just hit Yi Tianxing's domain.
Across the entire Eternal World, no region was spared. Even under the sea, earthquakes had triggered monstrous tsunamis, wiping out large numbers of aquatic races.
In another realm:
A massive ancient city bore the name Ba City (霸城). Its walls were cracked, clearly shaken by terrifying force. Many buildings inside had collapsed, and the people were wounded.
Xiang Yu, clad in armor, stood atop the city, frowning deeply at the devastation.
"Yafu, what do you think caused this disaster? The scale is just… beyond imagination."He turned to the middle-aged man beside him.
His Yafu—foster father—was none other than Fan Zeng.
This was the same Fan Zeng who had once helped Xiang Yu rise to power during the Western Chu era, only to fall short by a narrow margin. If Xiang Yu had listened to him more back then, history itself might have changed.
Fan Zeng shook his head slowly.
"Earlier, I saw Mars entering the heart (荧惑守心). I didn't take it too seriously at the time… but now the disaster has come for real. And I suspect this is only the beginning. We must prepare—for worse is coming."
In his heart, Fan Zeng feared that true horror was yet to come.
"My Luoyang City… ruined in the blink of an eye. Is this heaven's punishment?"In Luoyang, Liu Bang stood in disbelief amid the ruins. His eyes were filled with grief and unwillingness. Years of effort—gone in a single catastrophe. His foundation, his people—everything was devastated.
And this story repeated itself across the Eternal Continent.Cries of sorrow echoed everywhere. The land was steeped in blood and tragedy.
And this—this was only the prelude.
The true calamity… was still to come.
The disaster was born of the earth's Qi. When it erupts, it sweeps away all that the Eternal World holds dear. And no one can stop it.