Chapter 0715 – Founding a Nation

It was clear that the blood light dimmed almost instantly compared to before. Moreover, a layer of golden flame entangled within the blood light made it look particularly eerie. From the bloodcurdling screams, one could easily guess that the Blood Demon Patriarch had suffered a severe injury from this attack. The dimming of the blood light was a sign of his heavy losses—he had consumed his essence blood.

The Blood Demon Patriarch didn't dare linger and immediately rode the blood light to flee once more.

"You plotted against my Xuanhuang City and think you can leave so easily? Dream on! Die!!"

Yi Tianxing let out a cold snort. A flash of light appeared in his hand, and the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower appeared. Without hesitation, he flung it fiercely toward the streak of blood light.

Boom!!

The Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower was terrifying beyond measure. It contained twenty inner tower spaces, each one filled with world-opening divine artifacts—miniature realms capable of crushing reality. The pressure it released could shatter mountains and crack rivers.

From within, divine artifacts radiated divine light:

Spring of Water,

Eye of Wind,

Thunder Pool,

Heaven's Heart,

Mountain God's Seal,

Heart of the Swamp,

Heart of the Earth,

Heart of Flame,

Meteor Bow,

Bronze War Spear,

War Sword,

Spiritual Treasure Mirror,

Reaper's Fishing Rod,

Heaven-Earth Coin Forge,

Gate of Space,

All-Spirits Blood Bodhi,

Soulshaking Bell,

Heavenly Gang Treasure Vase,

Jade Brush,

Stellar Immortal Travel Talisman.

Each artifact radiated a terrifying aura.

Sacred patterns shimmered on the tower's surface, and divine brilliance surged. Even without unleashing their full might, the tower's sheer force was enough to suppress all.

The aura alone made Behemoth King instinctively wary. Just from that pressure, he sensed a lethal threat that could end his life.

It was truly fatal.

But just as the Hongmeng Tower was about to smash down, a blood-red altar emerged from the blood light once more. Ancient chanting echoed from within it, as if transmitted from a distant, primordial era—mystical and divine.

A flash of blood light burst forth and, shockingly, repelled the Hongmeng Tower.

"Ah! I will remember this grudge. Dammit! If I had known, I would never have listened to that…"

Though the blood altar erupted with power, it caused the Blood Demon Patriarch to scream even more wretchedly. The blood light dimmed even further, teetering on the edge of extinguishing. The altar's activation was not without cost.

At the same moment it deflected the Hongmeng Tower, the blood light vanished into the void—utterly gone.

Not even a trace of his presence remained.

"What kind of altar is that…? Even my Hongmeng Tower couldn't suppress it. It holds some unfathomable power."

Yi Tianxing retrieved the tower, frowning slightly, his mind filled with unease.

He had encountered many altars along his journey. The Scorpion Tribe had one to worship some unknown demon god, offering sacrifices in exchange for blessings. The Dark City had a Dark Altar, a mysterious tool of its Lord that allowed offerings in exchange for treasures. Another altar came from the Ogre Tribe, also offering blessings for sacrifices—perhaps to Heaven, though no one truly knew.

The purpose of these altars was singular: sacrifice.

But the variety and number of altars seemed endless. This Blood Demon Clan's altar was clearly of the same kind. Yet its specific effects remained a mystery.

"These altars embody mystery, almost as if they represent a cosmic truth—sacrifice, ritual, and reward. It's a kind of transaction... a pact, a connection. It might even be tied to cultivation."

Yi Tianxing silently pondered, his thoughts spinning quickly.

But he shelved it for now. These things were beyond his reach—at least for now. He firmly believed that as long as he kept growing stronger, the truth would eventually reveal itself.

"Your standing determines what you can see. The higher you stand, the broader your perspective."

That was the essence of cultivation.

"Damn it! That rat escaped again! Plotting against my Beastman Tribe—if I don't catch him myself, I'll never be at peace! Infuriating!!"

The Behemoth King growled, seeing the blood light vanish. Golden flames of rage burned in his eyes. When he stomped, the ground cracked violently, spreading fissures across the battlefield as if the entire land would collapse beneath him.

"Behemoth King, do you still wish to continue this battle?"

Yi Tianxing turned calmly to face him.

"If we keep fighting, it'll only end in mutual destruction. With your strength, you deserve to dominate a region. Though this fight began due to manipulation, if you still want war—then I'll accompany you to the end."

The Behemoth King sneered. His words remained firm, but a hint of retreat showed in his tone. This battle helped no one.

Their confrontation was never meant to be a life-or-death struggle, but rather a means to expose the manipulator in the shadows. That said, they hadn't pulled punches—either of them would have killed the other if given the chance.

But both now knew it would not be easy to kill the other.

The Behemoth King's terrifying physique was virtually invincible in ground combat. Even if slashed open, his body healed in moments. His terrifying battle form was nearly immortal, a nightmare for any opponent.

Yi Tianxing's archery, however, made the Behemoth King wary. And the tower had clearly posed a lethal threat. The mutual fear was genuine.

"If you want to fight, then fight!"Yi Tianxing remained defiant.

"My King, we've suffered heavy losses. We can't afford more. Besides, we've already found the mastermind—continuing this will only make us a joke. Let's end it here."

At that moment, a Fox Tribe elder stepped forward and called out.

"Indeed, my lord, this battle was meaningless from the start. Without cause or purpose, it only harms both sides. Now that we've exposed the schemer, it's best to withdraw."

Huang Chengyan also stepped forward, voicing his support.

Their eyes met briefly—each recognizing the same goal in the other.

They were the ones offering a way out for both sides. Neither lord wanted to continue fighting, but pride required an excuse. These advisors had provided it.

"Useless! Get down from there!"

The Behemoth King turned and strode toward the Iron-Blood Fortress. In moments, he reached the walls and extended a claw. A ball of golden flame enveloped Meng Wuming, clashing with the Shadow Nail pinning him down. With a metallic screech, the nail popped free and fell to the ground.

Drip.

Golden blood dripped from Little Behemoth, but his wounds healed rapidly.

The Behemoth King grabbed him and returned to the beastman army.

"Withdraw!!"

His cold voice echoed across the battlefield.

The beastman army slowly regrouped and began its retreat.

From atop the fortress, countless human citizens erupted with joy.

A weight lifted from their hearts.

The pressure from the beastman army had been immense—like a mountain pressing down. Death had hung above them like a storm cloud. Now that the enemy was retreating, a wave of relief and exhilaration swept over them.

"Amazing! Even the beastmen were repelled. From now on, no race can bully us again!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Glory is earned through battle—piled atop corpses and rivers of blood. We humans are no weaker than anyone!"

"The beastmen aren't so scary after all. In this world, strength rules. If they refuse to submit—then fight!"

Joy and pride swept the crowd.

Whoosh!!

As the war ended, a massive wave of fate energy surged from the void, flooding into Xuanhuang City and rapidly gathering in the Fate Pool. Layers of golden clouds appeared overhead.

Roar!!

In the Fate Pool, a golden dragon-serpent devoured the fate energy ravenously.

"This is fate force stripped from the beastman tribe. War is the shortcut to seizing fate! Excellent, excellent! Now Xuanhuang City's fate is surging like oil on fire—unstoppable!"

Master Lu looked to the skies. His Eye of Fate saw fate energy pouring into Xuanhuang City. Its reserves were now vast and terrifying.

Xuanhuang City was ready—it could ascend at any moment to become a Royal City.

"My citizens, my warriors! Xuanhuang City fears no challenge—no killing! We humans may be born weak, but as long as we are united, there is no enemy we cannot defeat!"

"Since the fusion of the myriad worlds, we've faced broken homes, fallen kin, and becoming food for monsters. The human race was scattered—but if we stand together, we can rebuild. A home, a family, siblings and kin. If our nation has fallen, we shall rebuild it. Today, on this battlefield, I, Yi Tianxing, shall establish a nation!!"

"People of Xuanhuang—will you stand with me?!!"

Yi Tianxing took a deep breath and spoke loudly, his voice echoing across the battlefield.