Chapter 0315: Probably Just Left Not Long Ago

The Six-Winged Flying Ape repelled the spirit of the Qunxian Pavilion, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, with a single strike. While still puzzled about the identity of the Yellow Dragon, it suddenly saw countless million mutated primal beasts densely packed throughout hundreds of thousands of miles of space around that massive golden mountain, stretching as far as the eye could see. It stood frozen there, its mind going blank.

“Mutated primal beasts! So many!” The Six-Winged Flying Ape had lived for hundreds of millions of years, yet this was the first time it had seen such a large army of them. In the Ancient Forest, primal beasts were already rare entities—sometimes hundreds of thousands of ordinary beasts might not yield even one mutated one. But here, there was an entire army of millions?!

It turned its somewhat stiff head toward the human still riding on the Wind-Flame Dragon Qilin. A mage, a soul master, 1,008 divine avatars—and now, a beast master? And a high-level one at that?!

In the Netherworld, there was a rule stating that a beast master who commanded over a million primal beasts qualified as a high-level beast master. But no such rule existed for controlling over a million mutated primal beasts. What level was that then? Beyond high level—legendary?

After being stunned for a long time, the Six-Winged Flying Ape finally regained its senses. When it looked at the Yellow Dragon again, its gaze shifted from contempt to fear, then awe. Only then did it remember the situation it was in.

Without hesitation, it fled!

Forget the Chaos Primal Beast Wind-Flame Dragon Qilin, forget the insights from cultivating 1,008 divine avatars—everything was forgotten.

Was the opponent really a direct descendant trained by the Luning family?! That was the first thought that crossed the Six-Winged Flying Ape’s mind as it fled in panic.

A higher-tier god, and a mutated primal beast, fleeing in terror before a mid-tier human powerhouse—this was probably the first time in the entire history of the Netherworld.

As the Six-Winged Flying Ape fled in panic, the Yellow Dragon naturally wouldn’t let it go. With a mere thought, the million mutated primal beasts all roared toward the sky. Their various terrifying cries formed a sea of sound, overwhelming everything—again and again, until everything was submerged.

By this time, the sky umbrella had expanded to millions of miles, but under the combined soul attacks of the million mutated primal beasts, the darkness in that vast space vanished. The entire space was left with an indescribable color—yes, an indescribable color, resembling gray, black, purple, red light, white glow, green, and golden light.

When a certain number of Mutant Beasts launch a soul attack together, the soul energy flow is no longer invisible; instead, it takes on this color. Faced with this color resulting from the soul attacks of millions of Mutant Beasts, the Six-Winged Flying Ape even felt an urge to submit and worship. It had just tried to launch a full-scale soul counterattack but only managed to use sixty to seventy percent of its strength.

“What is this?!” This mutation was something Yellow Dragon had seen for the first time. This color somewhat resembled the magnificent rainbow glow behind the Immortal of Unity in the Pangu World.

Of course, it was only somewhat similar.

Wind-Flame Dragon Lynx also saw this for the first time. It never expected that the soul attacks of millions of Mutant Beasts could produce such an effect.

In the Netherworld, although there were powerful Beast Masters who could control millions or even hundreds of millions of beasts, none could control millions of Mutant Beasts. Thus, there were no records in the Netherworld of such an effect arising from the simultaneous soul attacks of millions of Mutant Beasts!

There was no other color in the world; even the golden light of the Immortals’ Pavilion paled in comparison.

Everything seemed to have stopped, including time and space. Though it was just a blink, everyone felt as if centuries or even millennia had passed.

After a long while, the agonized screams of the Six-Winged Flying Ape finally reached their ears. At that moment, as the soul attacks of millions of Mutant Beasts ceased, the strange color disappeared, and darkness returned beneath the sky umbrella.

Wind-Flame Dragon Lynx watched as the Six-Winged Flying Ape plummeted from the sky and crashed to the ground, causing the earth to sink and form a crater. Dust flew everywhere, and for a while, nothing moved.

“Master, this Six-Winged Flying Ape can’t just end like this, right?!” Wind-Flame Dragon Lynx clicked its tongue, unable to believe the outcome before its eyes. It had expected that the soul attacks of millions of lower and middle-ranked Mutant Beasts would be powerful enough to threaten higher-ranked divine Mutant Beasts, but it never expected such a result. Threatening them was one thing, but completely defeating them was another.

Yellow Dragon also stared in surprise at the crater where the Six-Winged Flying Ape lay. It wasn’t dead, but it was at least in a half-dead state.

The combined attack of millions of Mutant Beasts was so powerful! It was likely comparable to a full-power strike from a Level 6 Nether King.

This higher-ranked divine variant of the Six-Winged Flying Ape should be stronger than a Level 5 Nether King. Initially, Yellow Dragon thought it would take considerable effort to deal with this divine variant, and capturing it would require as much effort as subduing Wind-Flame Dragon Lynx back then. But now?

Yellow Dragon rode the Wind-Flame Dragon Lynx and slowly approached the edge of the pit. Looking down, he saw the six-winged flying ape lying on its back, its eyes slightly open but lacking their former vigor and luster. Its entire body was covered in dust, even its massive member had shrunk.

“Master, they’re too strong. I never expected that a million lower and middle-tier divine mutated beasts combined could be this powerful. And those strange colors that appeared afterward—could it be that the surge in the Sea of Souls when those million mutated beasts launched a soul attack triggered certain laws of the universe?!” The Wind-Flame Dragon Lynx watched as the once-proud and majestic six-winged flying ape was reduced to such a pitiful state, marveling at the terror of the million mutated beast army while speculating about the cause of those strange colors.

“Possible,” murmured Yellow Dragon.

In the Pangu World, the laws of heaven balanced everything, but in this world, it was the laws of the universe that governed everything.

“Master, if a million lower and middle-tier divine mutated beasts are already so powerful, just imagine if you were to subdue a million upper-tier divine mutated beasts—how terrifying that would be?!” the Wind-Flame Dragon Lynx wondered in awe.

Yellow Dragon smiled and said, “Do you think upper-tier divine mutated beasts are everywhere? It’s taken us so long to subdue just a few middle-tier level six beasts!”

Mutated beasts were already rare, let alone upper-tier ones. Even if it took ten thousand years and Yellow Dragon could only subdue ten thousand of them, even if he didn’t reach the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, that strength would be enough to destroy the Blues Tribe in the Purple Spirit Mountains.

However, though upper-tier divine mutated beasts were scarce, there were still relatively many lower and middle-tier ones.

Yellow Dragon had subjugated these mutated beasts merely to strengthen Taiyi Peak and gain more support. He never expected that with a million of them, they would become so powerful. This strengthened his resolve to capture more mutated beasts in the future—ten million within ten thousand years!

If a million lower and middle-tier divine mutated beasts were already this strong, what about ten million? It was truly exciting! Yellow Dragon thought to himself.

“Master, what should we do with this six-winged flying ape—kill it or not?” the Wind-Flame Dragon Lynx asked.

“We still need a leader for those million mutated beasts,” said Yellow Dragon. Then, with a flash of his brow, he stored it along with the million mutated beasts in the Immortals’ Pavilion.

Although the six-winged flying ape was severely injured, with Yellow Dragon’s help, it would recover in a few days. Once its strength returned, it would indeed be an upper-tier divine mutated beast, even stronger than the King of the Underworld at level five. Killing it now would be a shame for Yellow Dragon.

The Yellow Dragon needn’t worry at all about taming it naturally. Of course, during the taming process, the Yellow Dragon would make it understand the consequences of its previous arrogant and disrespectful attitude toward it, showing it what’s most terrifying in this world. After bringing the Six-Winged Flying Ape into the Immortals’ Pavilion, the Yellow Dragon was in high spirits. Then, riding on the Wind-Flame Dragon Qilin, it said with a smile, “Let’s go, Zerom. We’ll explore around again to see if we can find another Upper God Mutated Six-Winged Ape!” “Yes, master!” the Wind-Flame Dragon Qilin replied loudly, full of enthusiasm. The Yellow Dragon smiled and rode away on the Wind-Flame Dragon Qilin through the clouds. A few hours after the Yellow Dragon left, five figures appeared above the ape-shaped crater caused by the Six-Winged Flying Ape’s fall. Seeing the huge crater and the chaotic surroundings, the five were stunned. “Is this… left by the Six-Winged Flying Ape?!” asked the old man dressed in the attire of a Level 5 King of the Underworld in surprise. “There was a battle here recently, with traces of Earth and Metal divine powers remaining. It seems to match the information about the Upper God Mutated Six-Winged Ape in our mission. But on the other side… such pure dragon power?! Could it be?!” guessed Blanche, a purple-haired woman from the Sil family, before stopping in shock. “Could it be that evolved descendant of the Runing family we encountered before?” added the blond Sied in astonishment. Lemmy frowned, flew down, and stood beside the huge ape-shaped crater, examining it closely. After a while, he said gravely, “According to our records, this Upper God Mutated Six-Winged Ape is far stronger than a Level 5 King of the Underworld. But when it was knocked down, it had no strength to resist—perhaps it was severely wounded by someone else. Even a typical Level 6 King of the Underworld might not be able to do that.” It was precisely because of the Six-Winged Flying Ape’s formidable strength that they had sent one Level 6, one Level 5, and three Level 4 Kings of the Underworld. Sied and the others also noticed some issues from the crater—it was formed by the Six-Winged Flying Ape falling from great heights, and such a result could only occur if it was severely wounded and unable to resist. “Then, Lord Lemmy, are you saying it’s that evolved descendant of the Runing family?” asked the Level 5 King of the Underworld cautiously. After all, based on the dragon power left by that evolved descendant of the Runing family, its strength should only be that of a Level 5 King of the Underworld. Lemmy glanced at the four of them. “The dragon power here is somewhat similar to that of the previous evolved one. Perhaps he has other helpers—it’s not necessarily just him!” At these words, Lemmy’s expression darkened slightly. “It’s best if the Palace of the King of the Underworld doesn’t discover anything related to the Runing family. Hmph!”

The four of them remained silent, wisely choosing not to speak.
“Let’s search around; they must have left not long ago!” After a while, Lemmy made this determination and gave orders. Then he determined the direction and led the four of them in pursuit of Huang Long’s departure path.