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Seeing the impatience of this Demon God, the neutral Holy Spirit Immortal Venerate suddenly stepped back and quickly spoke: "Where could we escape to? Prehistory?"

"Don’t forget, there’s still the Ring Immortal Venerate blocking the path at the gate of Prehistory."

Venerable Zhongluan said: "He won’t block for long. Soon, the three major Immortal Venerates of Prehistory will notice the anomaly, drive away this newly enlightened Immortal Venerate, let us go home to rest, and then prepare methods to surround and kill him."

The expression of Nether Cauldron Immortal Venerate slightly changed:

"Sorry, we used special means so that the Prehistoric Immortal Venerates temporarily can’t detect the actions here, making it convenient to launch a sneak attack. I estimate they won’t notice this new Immortal Venerate blocking the entrance for the short term."

The faces of many Immortal Venerates in the Immortal Realm turned green.

So, the numerous Immortal Venerates of Prehistory cannot detect things here?

This is like lifting a stone only to drop it on one’s own foot!

The path they retreated to "Prehistory" no longer exists.

"How long is your blockage intended to last?" Venerable Zhongluan asked coldly.

"About ten two-hours." Nether Cauldron Immortal Venerate replied.

"So, we just need to hold on for a while longer to temporarily leave this era through the Time Ancient Tomb?"

Nether River Immortal Venerate said: "Let’s find a chance to breathe, update our internal versions to the Ten-Perfection Cycle Domain, and we won’t fear that guy anymore."

The communication speed of Immortal and Nether Realm’s Immortal Venerate cultivators was extremely fast—it seemed like a continuous dialogue but actually lasted just a moment.

This kind of meticulous analysis and discussion was almost inevitable.

Because the choices ahead would likely decide their survival, they couldn’t afford to be careless.

They weighed pros and cons, preferring to retreat without fighting.

That’s why the painter mocked them—they were considered a group of rotten and uninteresting people.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, lacking any intrigue.

In the painting, they were like a cluster of decaying flowers growing in an old restroom, never truly the masterpiece in the mind of the painter—a group of great and passionate heroes seeking life amid death, creating miracles, forming eternity in the battle.

But some Immortal Venerate wasn’t keen on retreating.

"You cowards, he’s just one guy, what are you afraid of?"

"This Shadow Crocodile Immortal Venerate may have higher energy levels, but that’s about it."

"We’re dozens of Immortal Venerates here, scared of just him? Cowardly; a bunch of losers!"

Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Venerate Embers couldn’t help but speak, still thinking he’s alive, logic fixed in his former self, arrogantly glancing at Shadow Crocodile Immortal Venerate:

"Well done, you’re very well done, the cycle indeed gives you a head start."

"But sorry, I have ten attribute beasts outside me that can quickly enter the cycle. I’ll be the first to catch up with your Ten-Perfection Cycle Immortal Venerate."

Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Venerate, recognized as the strongest in Immortal and Nether Realms, revealed a trace of coldness.

He naturally had his reliance.

The cycle was challenging for other Immortal Venerates, but his Ten Thousand Beasts system was not difficult to form.

Because beast taming is an isolated external "attribute."

In daily life, his ten beasts inherently had a mutual understanding, forming a Ten-Perfection Domain array.

Just forming a "cycle" externally.

As he spoke, the tones in Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Venerate’s voice turned out to be some kind of Beast Tamer’s augmenting war drum.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

This ancient drum sound echoed through the heavens, carrying the spirit of swallowing clouds and spewing mist, as if a great general was beating the drums, blowing the horn of war.

In the sound of the drums, his ten beasts began to sync, their breathing, frequency, divine techniques, all seemed to be pulled to the same level.

Under this mysterious and terrifying drum sound, the ten beasts started mimicking the cycle’s structure.

Due to the changing heavenly environment, establishing a cycle seemed easier, and he quickly constructed a cycle.

Behind him, his ten beasts, including deer, cauldron, crocodile, pigeon, tree... transformed into phantoms and formed a ring of light encircling him.

This instantly brought an exciting scene.

After the Ring Immortal Venerate enlightened in Prehistory, only a period as short as an incense stick burning passed, and the second to comprehend this method, the Ten-Perfection Cycle Immortal Venerate, had already appeared.

Meanwhile, Xirong Manor Master enjoyed the version benefits for less than the time of an incense stick burning before being caught up!

"Geniuses in the world are like carps crossing the river, you and I are but among them."

Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Venerate, surrounded by a cycle halo, said lightly: "Many times, it’s not us Immortal Venerates who are unwilling to enlighten, but the heavens have limits."

"Now, the heavens have completed themselves and reached an upper limit; we can quickly catch up at any moment."

As he spoke, he decisively lifted his hand and immediately launched an attack on the Shadow Crocodile Giant God.

In the distance, Nether Cauldron Immortal Venerate was incredibly surprised and revealed a trace of regret: "Ten Thousand Beasts, after all, is our Immortal Realm’s second strongest. He really can employ cycles, having quite a few trump cards."

Unfortunately, he was caught off-guard and died too disgracefully.

He had countless beast taming trump cards, some probably still hidden.

The beast taming civilization is strong in all aspects, but the body remains too fragile. Understandably so, if the body were strong as well, wouldn’t this system be invincible?

At this moment, Chaotic Yellow Immortal Venerable spoke: "What do we do? Should we assist?"

Holy Nether Immortal Venerate said calmly:

"Let’s wait and see, the deceased Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Venerate used the Ten Thousand Beasts civilization advantage to be the second to step into the cycle, offering us a chance to probe the opponent’s background."

What if the opponent is bluffing?

A mere Shadow Crocodile Immortal Venerate shouldn’t defeat them.

They weren’t actually afraid of this creature; their retreat was due to potential countermeasures from the opponent.

Surely, they wouldn’t meticulously plan, enlighten Immortal Venerate, block the entrance, induce them to fight amongst themselves... such splendid preemptive strategies, then end up with something large?

Of course.

𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

They simply didn’t understand a certain Night Emperor, he might really end up with something grand.

On the other side.

Having enlightened the external "cycle", Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Venerate charged with an earth-shattering offensive.

In their beast taming system, the Beast Tamer’s true body was generally very weak, practicing techniques like augmentation, linkage, possession, amplification.

At this moment, the mighty Yang Attribute deer beast behind him charged forward with a horn.

In its furious roar, it was like a world-ending beast crashing through the galaxy, its path causing realms to collapse, so powerful it could stampede multiple small worlds.

This beast could already use the power of the cycle somewhat clumsily.

Flowing attributes like Yin, Yang, Gold, Wood, all into a single point.

Concentrating in one spot, achieving the pinnacle!

Ning Zheng controlled his body, didn’t even try to dodge, and struck out with a palm.

As fists and palms clashed, shockwaves rolled out, the world turned white.

And just in the next moment.

With a crunch, a massive black hand suddenly jolted out and grabbed this humanoid Yang Attribute beast’s antler, twisting lightly, snatching it with a rip and a snap, the antler came off.

Boom!

The entire beast’s head was torn and fell, and with a scream, it flew backward—a voice echoed, "If an antler can’t regrow, can it be called a cycle?"