"Spectacles: The Great Hunt of the Heavenly Realm is over, it’s your turn, Central Earth! May the heavens have rcy on you!"
Across the Moon Realm, Jiang Fan could feel Red Sleeves’ sadness, anger, and despair.
During the month of the Great Hunt, what did the Asura Clan village in the Heavenly Realm go through?
And now, what is the situation?
Jiang Fan’s finger hovered over the Moon Realm, hesitating to inquire.
After a long while, he gathered the courage to write:
"Take a good na: What’s the casualty situation in the various Asura villages?"
It was a long ti before a response ca from the Moon Realm.
"Spectacles: Thank you for keeping the last spark of life for the Asura clans."
Jiang Fan’s pupils contracted.
Does this an that the Asura clans in the Heavenly Realm have... perished?
With trembling fingers, he wrote:
"Take a good na: Is it this grim?"
He believed the Ancient Giants had the power to wipe out all the Asura clans.
But if they exterminated them, what would the Ancient Giants hunt in the next Great Hunt?
As per tradition, the Ancient Giants would leave a spark for each village, allowing them a hundred years to reproduce.
So why have they eradicated everything this ti?
"Spectacles: Except for nine large Asura tribes, there are no remains of the others."
Jiang Fan was stunned for quite a while.
No remains left—these four light words describe a scene of extre horror.
The sight he’d seen through the Heavenly Eye Asura Clan, of an Ancient Giant devouring an entire village, was but a reflection of countless other villages.
"Spectacles: The Ancient Giants have gone mad, destroying everything without consequence; the Asura villages are like this, and so will be your Central Earth."
Jiang Fan’s gaze turned solemn.
What happened that made the Ancient Giants change the rules of ten thousand years?
If they wiped out the Asura villages, what about Central Earth?
He suddenly realized a truth he’d overlooked.
With fingers on the Moon Realm, he wrote:
"Take a good na: Are we, Central Earth, just like your Asura villages, actually being reared by the Ancient Giants?"
"Spectacles: You only realize it now? Is there a difference between the millennium-long return of the Ancient Giants and the century-long Great Hunt?"
"Spectacles: They are all orchestrated cataclysms."
Jiang Fan’s body shook, his gaze losing focus montarily.
He had long felt that the intervals between each millennial cataclysm were too deliberate.
It turns out that a giant hand was indeed driving everything from behind the scenes.
The difference was that the Asura villages were just a al for the Ancient Giants.
Central Earth was their Taotie feast!
And over the millennia, not every cataclysm resulted in Central Earth’s victory.
That Central Earth has continued till now was likely because the Ancient Giants left a spark behind so Central Earth could continue, convenient for another hunt!
But now.
A drastic change must have occurred among the Ancient Giants.
They decided to end everything!
If Central Earth loses this ti, it will be complete extinction!
Whew!
Jiang Fan took a deep breath, feeling the weight as he wrote:
"Take a good na: What is your situation now?"
Red Sleeves remained silent for a long ti before responding.
"Spectacles: Like a fish in a dried-up pond, what can I do but wait for death?"
Jiang Fan understood her predicant.
The Ancient Giants had already enacted a policy of extermination on each major village.
How can the remaining nine major villages fend for themselves?
Once the Ancient Giants exterminated Central Earth, they would focus their power to obliterate them entirely.
"Take a good na: Hold on!"
"Spectacles: I will! I will also keep my promise to go to the Black Sun Royal Court and hold off the Five-star Giant King for you."
"Spectacles: If you in Central Earth win and the Ancient Giants suffer great losses, then we nine tribes have a slight chance of survival, I do understand that."
Jiang Fan exhaled slightly.
With clever people, there was no need for pointless words.
"Take a good na: Please, we in Central Earth will fight with all we have."
"Spectacles: You’d better not hold back, or the countless extinct Asura Clan villages will be your true reflection."
"Spectacles: Also, I need to remind you of sothing, rember the central tribe army I ntioned?"
Hmm?
Jiang Fan frowned and wrote: "Take a good na: I rember."
That day, Red Sleeves had said she heard a ssage that a central tribe secretly dispatched a central tribal army.
Red Sleeves speculated that most likely it was aid at her village or Taicang State.
"Spectacles: This army did not attack our village."
"Spectacles: You at Taicang State... brace yourselves!"
Jiang Fan’s pupils trembled violently.
If Red Sleeves’ speculation was correct, then that central tribal army is coming for Taicang State!!!
This ti, they are not only facing the Ancient Giants of the Black Sun Royal Court.
But also this extrely mysterious central tribal army!!!
Jiang Fan clutched his head, feeling utterly powerless.
The Black Sun Royal Court has nearly ten Giant Kings, one of which is the terrifying Five-star Giant King.
The ordinary Ancient Giants were already double the number of Taicang State’s Nascent Soul Middle Stage!
This was always going to be a desperate and unequal battle.
If an army more formidable than the Black Sun Royal Court tribe cos...
Jiang Fan really couldn’t think of how Taicang State could win.
He quietly put away the Moon Realm, his heart heavy with dread.
Yet hearing the Heavenly chanism Pavilion’s bustling sounds, the focus in his eyes returned.
He punched his leg heavily, saying, "Let them co! Who’s afraid of who?"
He raised his hand and seized all the Thunder Power in front of him into his body.
The Heavenly Abyss Heart was completely filled.
This ant he could step into the Divinity Transformation Realm once more!
He then clenched the Earth Origin and silently understood.
Holy Spirit State.
In a suspended palace full of birdsong and floral scents.
Ice Heart Venerate sat on a swing surrounded by flowers, holding the Moon Realm, her gentle face unutterably solemn.
"No wonder the Great Wine Sacrifice laid plans early, cultivating the True Demon of Destruction."
"Turns out he anticipated this was the last arrival of the Ancient Giants, and they would give no further chance for Central Earth to propagate."
"Can Central Earth really survive this ti?"
She mused for a long ti, then again reviewed Jiang Fan and Red Sleeves’ conversation in Hell Language.
When her gaze landed on "Take a good na," her eyes were complicated.
"The hardest hit will still be Taicang State."
"If nothing unexpected happens, Taicang State will be the first to perish."
"All Jiang Fan’s hard work preparing to resist the Ancient Giants will ultimately be futile, not changing the outco in the slightest."
She felt so sympathy for Jiang Fan.
After exhausting every effort, he received nothing but fate’s mockery.
After a mont of thought, she bit her lip slightly, took out the Moon Realm, and wrote:
"Flowers in bloom: Take a good na, send soone to the Qintian Bureau’s Transmission Array, I have sothing to send."
After writing, she instructed: "Aluo, go to the Qintian Bureau and transmit this item."
She took out a tattered cloth piece, radiating a divine power that all beings would worship.
If Jiang Fan were here, he would recognize it at once.
This was exactly the mysterious cloth piece that Black Dragon Venerable threw out, collapsing Central Earth’s barrier and creating long void fissures!
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