After their brief exchange, the Beast Lord had gained a rough understanding of Su Luo.
"Since when did the human race produce a genius like you?"
The Beast Lord was not stingy with praise, but no matter how much he admired a human, he would still kill them in the end.
"So, are you afraid?"
"Afraid? Ridiculous. I only grow stronger in battle, and then I will kill you—and exterminate the human race."
"Is it possible that before that happens, you’ll be the one killed by a human?"
"If you can, then try."
The Beast Lord did not believe he could lose, especially after obtaining the bloodline of the Demon God.
This time, the Beast Lord drew his weapon—a gleaming golden great axe—and charged at Su Luo once more.
Now, he was truly beginning to exert some of his strength.
With the enhancement of his weapon, his power multiplied, and his offensive techniques became far more varied.
Su Luo infused his sword with spiritual energy and clashed head-on with the Beast Lord.
The sound of their weapons colliding echoed across most of the Savage Wastelands.
The Beast Lord was indeed stronger than before, but Su Luo could still handle it.
......
Meanwhile, the Grand Priest led a massive army of demonic beasts to the site of the Immortal’s legacy.
A concealment array had been laid here, making the area appear as nothing more than a plain to the outside world.
But now, it could no longer deceive the Grand Priest.
"Fellow humans, you came to the Savage Wastelands without even greeting us? That’s hardly polite by your people’s standards."
No one responded.
The Grand Priest attacked directly.
The concealment array shattered, though many defensive formations remained.
Di Haoran opened his eyes, stood up, and stepped forward.
"You said it’s the politeness of humans—of course, that only applies to humans. For you, it’s unnecessary."
Di Haoran carefully observed the numbers of the demonic beast army.
The Grand Priest, two beast generals, and many other powerful beast kings were present.
But the Beast Lord was missing. They needed to buy as much time as possible.
Di Haoran glanced at the entrance to the Immortal’s legacy. He hoped those inside would emerge soon—otherwise, many would die.
If it were just the beasts before them, Di Haoran and his group could still manage.
But this was the territory of the demonic beast army. Reinforcements would pour in endlessly.
And the Beast Lord had yet to appear.
A Mahayana-stage cultivator from the Radiant Heaven Sect remarked, "Where is your Beast Lord? That clanging noise must be him, right? I’m curious—who else is worthy of him fighting personally?"
It was indeed puzzling. Who else had the strength to force the Beast Lord into a serious battle?
Di Haoran was one possibility. Nangong Xiyun was another.
But both were here. No one else stood a chance against the Beast Lord.
The Grand Priest sneered. "Just a fly, not worth mentioning. As for you—today, all of you will die here."
With a wave of his hand, the demonic beast army surged forward, charging toward Di Haoran’s group.
Without further words, the battle began.
Almost immediately, the Grand Priest sensed something amiss.
Why were there four Mahayana-stage cultivators here? No matter how he looked at it, that was far too many.
Never before had humans dared to venture so deep into the Savage Wastelands in such numbers.
But there was no need to fear.
Not long ago, under the Beast Lord’s guidance, the two beast generals had grown strong enough to rival even the mightiest Mahayana-stage experts.
And this was the demonic beast army’s home ground.
Without hesitation, the Grand Priest activated the surrounding totem altars.
The altars began channeling power from afar, strengthening every beast in the army.
Roars of frenzy erupted in an unending chorus.
Di Haoran and his allies did not engage immediately. Instead, they chose to stall for time.
They quickly erected a defensive formation, prioritizing the protection of the Immortal’s legacy.
But this wouldn’t hold for long. The relentless assault of the demonic beasts battered the formation.
Soon, it teetered on the verge of collapse.
With no other choice, they launched a counterattack.
The battle erupted in an instant.
In terms of numbers, Di Haoran’s side was vastly outmatched.
But every one of them was a powerhouse, and they had come prepared with an arsenal of treasures.
At the outset, they unleashed a barrage of explosives, pre-crafted sword energies, and pre-stored spells into the densely packed beast horde.
The effects were devastating.
For the moment, the demonic beasts gained no advantage.
The clashes between the elites were also manageable.
Nangong Xiyun alone held her own against both generals.
Even though General Qingyi and General Chilin had been enhanced, they could only barely fight her to a standstill—for now.
Meanwhile, Di Haoran faced the Grand Priest.
Though bolstered by the altars, the Grand Priest could do no more than match Di Haoran evenly.
The remaining two Mahayana-stage cultivators dealt with the numerous Void-Shattering beast kings.
On the surface, it seemed the humans held the upper hand.
But this was an illusion. The Beast Lord had yet to arrive.
More elite forces of the demonic beast army were also on their way.
Given time, sheer attrition would wear them down.
......
Inside the Immortal’s legacy realm.
Lin Xuan had navigated countless traps and passed several trials along the way.
By now, everyone who had entered had been separated, teleported to face their challenges alone.
Lin Xuan pressed forward alone, still unable to locate the so-called Immortal’s legacy.
But within the realm, one person wandered without concern.
That was Li Siyi.
In the past, she might have been ambitious enough to strive for the Immortal’s legacy.
But as her cultivation lagged further behind, she had come to terms with her limits.
She knew her place. She had made peace with the existence of geniuses and no longer obsessed over them as she once had.
Ironically, this acceptance had made her cultivation progress more smoothly—though she still couldn’t keep up with others.
Entering the Immortal’s legacy realm was more about curiosity than ambition.
She had gained some rewards, but nothing extraordinary.
Suddenly, a white figure materialized before her—featureless, just a humanoid silhouette of light.
"How strange. Truly strange," it mused, circling Li Siyi.
"May I ask for your guidance, Senior?" Li Siyi remained respectful, recognizing this being’s extraordinary nature.
"Aren’t you all here looking for me? Well, here I am."
"You’re the Immortal?"
"Indeed." There was no humility in its tone—just fact.
Li Siyi remained cautious. For all she knew, this could be a trap.
The figure might be lying.
The Immortal chuckled at her suspicion. "A healthy dose of wariness is good. But I truly am the creator of this realm."
Yet it offered no proof.
"Did you seek me out to bestow the Immortal’s legacy upon me?" Though skeptical, Li Siyi played along, curious about its intentions.
"Wishful thinking. With your aptitude? No."
"I know."
Li Siyi wasn’t discouraged. She had long accepted this reality.
"I’m merely intrigued. There’s a power within you—one that defies comprehension."
"What power?"
"A protective spell on your person. Exquisitely crafted. It seems someone holds you in high regard."
The Immortal’s praise was high.
Li Siyi’s first thought was of Su Luo.
He had once told her, "If you’re in danger, I’ll protect you."
At this thought, Li Siyi felt a sweet warmth in her heart.
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