Chapter 229: Wanting to Restore, Yet Unable

Beast God Realm, the Vast Federation.

It was a medium-sized nation, yet its power was exceedingly strong, guarded by three Void-Return cultivators.

Three thousand years ago, the Vast Federation received a divine decree from the Beast God, hence it was also called the Nation of Divine Favor.

Fang Tribe was a bustling city within the Vast Federation, its name traceable even to the ancient Sacred War.

The local chieftain was said to be a descendant of the Holy War hero, flowing with glorious blood.

"Tribe, chieftain…"

Primitive and savage terms, yet what met the eye was a thriving, lively city.

In the sky floated rows of projection screens, broadcasting different types of news.

Tall buildings stood stacked in midair, neon lights of all colors flashing incessantly.

"Whether a name is primitive or savage is merely a subjective perception."

Xu Xing walked slowly along the bustling street, expression calm; countless Beast God folk passed by, yet none seemed to notice him at all.

Shh! Shh!

One after another, board-like flyers zoomed past the air, carrying several tall Beast God folk whose scaled faces were painted in vivid colors, laughing and roughhousing.

From a softly glowing portal beside the street, a Beast God mother stepped out, holding her daughter's hand.

The daughter looked up curiously, her pale golden pupils brimming with wonder.

"Mommy, what's that?"

The Beast God mother quickly pulled her daughter behind her, her gaze toward the flyers filled with revulsion.

"They're trash, baby. They're not real Beasts."

"…"

Xu Xing turned away his gaze.

This thriving, lively city had widely adopted and perfected space-transport technology—and this was merely surface-level…

Not to mention, in civilian welfare alone, the Beast God Realm surpassed the Tai Xuan Realm.

After all, the human race of the Tai Xuan Realm still faced external enemies, while the Beast God folk had utterly surpassed humanity.

Of course, in terms of cultivator numbers, they were far inferior to the Tai Xuan Realm.

Within the city, the vast majority were ordinary Beast God folk who had not even begun the path of cultivation.

Emotions stirred, Xu Xing continued forward.

After rounding several corners, a food street came into view.

The mingled scents of spices and grease were highly enticing.

But if one truly looked inside, the sight would move any human to sorrow.

At the outermost stall, charcoal grilled chunks of meat, fat dripping and sparking; as the vendor brushed on seasonings, the meat quickly turned golden-brown, emitting an irresistible aroma.

Yet upon closer inspection, the chunks on the charcoal, if assembled, were clearly a human leg!

Not just here—further in, one could see human torsos sliced in half hanging in ovens, human heads bobbing in a giant pot, rows of human hands skewered on iron rods and roasted over fires.

Beast God folk moved among them, mouths dripping with grease.

To humans, this scene was undeniably cruel; yet to the Beast God folk, it was utterly ordinary.

Xu Xing stood outside the food street, watching coldly.

In ancient times, he had seen far more cruel scenes many times over.

But having seen them many times did not mean his heart remained unmoved upon seeing them again.

"Ah…"

The soft sigh should have been drowned by the food street's clamor, yet now, defying logic, it rang crystal-clear in every Beast God's ear.

And the sigh sounded like a gong struck, shaking the soul.

Instantly, the entire food street fell silent; all Beast God folk turned outward, seeing a lone human, back to a long sword, standing calmly outside, gazing at them coldly.

A long sword on his back? After a brief pause, every Beast God present felt an indescribable terror surge within.

This was a wild human—and a rebel!

Farmed "meat people" were safe, but wild humans who were rebels were extremely dangerous; some even possessed power rivaling Jin Dan cultivators.

Whoosh!

In an instant, screams and shrieks merged into a cacophony; the entire food street seemed to explode, with scattered curses mixed in among the panic.

Some fled, some charged toward Xu Xing, but most rushed to nearby hiding spots and pulled out communication devices to report the situation.

"I'll send you all to your deaths."

A soft voice, once again drowning out the chaos.

Those fleeing in panic, those hiding carefully, those frozen in place.

Even several Beast God folk had reached close range, their weapons nearly striking Xu Xing—yet at that voice, they froze utterly, like insects trapped in amber.

The next moment, a slash of crimson swordlight flashed and vanished—and the bustling city fell into deathly silence…

Yet even as all Beast God folk in the city were cut down by the swordlight, an overwhelming, ultimate malice surged down like a tidal wave.

"Quite perceptive," Xu Xing shook his head slightly.

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Fighting on foreign ground, his abilities suppressed, while the enemy was greatly amplified—and he was merely a fragment of divine thought…

He stepped forward, and his form vanished instantly.

Xu Xing was gone; the ultimate malice struck empty air, growing even more furious.

Roar!

A roar, neither beast nor human, as if thousands of voices overlapped, echoed from the deepest depths of the world, warping the air into visible distortions.

Boom—

A tidal wave of distortion swept through, and the entire city could not even hold for an instant before shattering into incredibly fine particles.

Malice spilled out wildly, as if driven mad.

After wreaking havoc for a while, the heavy, extreme malice suddenly receded, replaced by a detached, distant, ancient-like indifference.

Hum~

An invisible ripple spread outward.

Like a gentle breeze brushing past, the city's shattered particles, floating in the air due to the malice, began to rearrange and reassemble…

The entire city was reassembling at a speed visible to the naked eye!

In less than half a minute, the entire city returned to its original form—even the trash on the streets was restored.

As if nothing had ever happened.

The detached, distant indifference did not stop there.

The timeless river of time, flowing endlessly through past and present, suddenly trembled—as if stirred by some terrifying presence.

Streams of light and shadow fell from it, solidifying from void into form, landing within the lifeless city.

Those lights and shadows were unmistakably the Beast-God Clan who had just been cut down by the swordlight!

The indifference hovering above the river of time watched this scene with cold detachment.

To beings of this level, life and death meant nothing.

Soon, all the Beast-God Clan members previously severed by the swordlight reappeared, restored to their original positions.

This outsider truly had no understanding.

Seeing all the Beast-God Clan restored, the detached, distant indifference prepared to depart.

Swish!

A red glow, source unknown, radiated the terrifying power to sever all things, sweeping across the city.

The Beast-God Clan, just restored, were erased once more.

At this sight, the detached, distant indifference finally paused—but quickly returned to calm.

This outsider does possess some ability.

Soon, the Beast-God Clan reappeared in the city, and the detached, distant indifference laid down a celestial net of defense.

If it dares to appear again…

Swish!

The red glow flashed and vanished, erased all the Beast-God Clan, then departed calmly.

"…"

Extreme malice reappeared—but did not press against the detached, distant indifference; it merely watched silently, as if sneering. (End of Chapter)