Chapter 359: United as One

The refusal of Director Takahashi and the others came as a shock to all the powerful beings.

What is wrong with the people of this world?

Consider the benefits they offered—not even ordinary humans could resist, let alone members of powerful races.

They couldn't fathom why anyone would refuse such advantages.

Could it be… that the people of this world lack greed?

The beings exchanged strange glances, then shook their heads and discarded the thought—no matter the reason, they were determined to claim the people of this world.

These were a vast number of talents, the very foundation for strengthening their own clans—they could not afford to miss them.

They believed the people of this world must be extraordinary, perhaps possessing unique bloodlines; if they could uncover the secret behind humanity's exceptional talent, their respective races would flourish for eternity.

Imagine a future where every newborn in your clan had no weak physique, not a single mediocrity among them…

How powerful that would be.

They did not know that the superiority of this world's people in physique and talent had nothing to do with bloodlines—it was all because of Kamikawa Mitsu.

Kamikawa Mitsu had been dropping one drop of Divine Demon Step Three divine-demon blood every two days.

That was blood condensed from the entire essence of a Divine Demon Step Three being—equivalent to feeding all of humanity with the essence of one Divine Demon Step Three every two days.

As human physiques strengthened, he recently began increasing the frequency, switching from once every two days to once daily.

He also mixed in essences extracted from divine-demon-grade medicinal herbs and spirit flowers.

This was the true key to the transformation of this world's people's physiques—only Kamikawa Mitsu, with his vast resources, could accomplish such a feat.

After all, a Divine Demon Step Three being was a titan in any world, a foundational power in a great world, and a dominant lord even among the myriad heavens.

Kamikawa Mitsu was effectively killing one Divine Demon per day to nourish ordinary people of an entire world.

Who could possibly commit such an atrocity, squandering divine treasures like this? Even if one had the audacity, where could one find so many Divine Demon Step Three beings to kill before being hunted down and exterminated by their enemies?

Moreover, as human physiques grew stronger, Kamikawa Mitsu would gradually upgrade the divine-demon blood—replacing it with Divine Demon Step Four, Step Five, even Step Six.

Thus, this was a cultivation method unique to Kamikawa Mitsu.

After prolonged persuasion, threats, and bribes, Director Takahashi and the others remained as immovable as a stone weight, steadfastly refusing.

The expressions of the beings turned grim.

One Divine Demon spoke:

"Stop wasting words. Since they refuse, we'll take them by force and bring them back to our clans—we have countless ways to make them submit, turn them into puppets or death warriors."

His words were unanimously agreed upon by all the Divine Demons.

The lofty, powerful beings also concurred, their voices booming like thunder, echoing across this world.

"I've given you your chance. Now, you have no choice."

The next instant.

The powerful being took a single step forward.

The land trembled; Shishan's peak collapsed with a thunderous crash.

His body radiated demonic aura, horns sprouting from his head—he resembled an abyssal demon, his ferocity overwhelming, shaking all directions; the entire Earth's sky darkened, shrouded in his demonic mist as if a storm cloud loomed overhead.

He strode toward Director Takahashi.

Behind him, the void rippled, shaking the Lei Guang fissures as if they might shatter at any moment.

Even the Divine Demons present were stunned.

"Has he reached the Immortal-Demon level?!" one being exclaimed.

His aura was unmistakable—it was the Immortal-Demon level, equivalent to Divine God Step Four in the Divine God Nine Steps system.

That was the Middle Three Steps, a pinnacle among deities in all mythologies, a supreme deity capable of receiving a divine title.

He was demonstrating his power, showing the people of this world his terror.

"Join my clan, and you too may grow as strong as I am."

His voice boomed like thunder, echoing across heaven and earth.

The mountains trembled violently; Wang Yang churned in turmoil.

All beings have desires—women, wealth, power, emotion. Wealth and power could not sway these people, so they would lure them with strength—no one could resist such temptation.

"Your lifespan is at most a hundred years. Mine spans tens of thousands. Join my clan, and I shall cultivate you fully—your lifespan will extend, your strength will soar, and heaven and earth will no longer bind you."

The Immortal-Demon's pressure swept across the globe, darkening the faces of Director Takahashi and the others.

Had the being not deliberately held back, they would have exploded into dust—even now, the pressure left them agonized.

As his words ended,

He took another step—and in the blink of an eye, he appeared across vast distances, standing on the Mongolian grasslands.

Instantly,

A terrifying dread seized every heart, an inescapable, irresistible fear—cattle and sheep collapsed in terror, motionless and paralyzed.

Soon, they seemed to be corroded, or rather, their life essence was being drained.

Thousands of miles of grassland saw herds collapse en masse; brown necrotic patches spread across their bodies as thin black mists oozed out.

Boom—

The mountains of the grassland crumbled like stacked blocks, collapsing with thunderous force; trees and plants withered and died as the animals fell.

Black, deathly qi surged like rivers, engulfing the once boundless green grasslands.

All who watched drew sharp breaths.

This was the second-greatest disaster since the Lord Cimu incident in America—had this Immortal-Demon not deliberately restrained himself, millions would have perished.

As if he had merely taken a drink.

After completing this, the Immortal-Demon stepped back to Shishan.

"I give you one final choice: submit to us, and you shall become as strong as we are—or become like that grassland."

What cannot be obtained shall be destroyed.

A naked threat, undisguised, roused righteous indignation across the entire globe.

"Director Takahashi."

A communications officer picked up a call, quickly ran over to Director Takahashi, and whispered into his ear.

It was a call from the United Nations, placed after the leaders of every nation had just reached a unanimous decision through consultation.

Upon hearing this.

Director Takahashi nodded, exhaled a long breath, picked up the broadcast microphone, his eyes solemn:

"Our Primordial Realm will not submit to a mere Eternal Star Realm. All three armed forces, heed my command — full assault!"

The savagery of that first battlefield, the blood and fire sacrificed by the gods, moved all who witnessed it.

As members of the Primordial Realm, had they not been too weak, they would long ago have joined the fight shoulder to shoulder. Now the gods were locked in bloody combat on the battlefield, while other worlds seized the chance to strike — the people had a duty to protect.

Regardless of whether they could ultimately defend the Primordial Realm.

At least they had resisted. They had used their lives to defend the gods' glory and the Primordial Realm's dignity, without chilling the gods' hearts, letting the gods know their people were worthy of their protection.

"Brothers, the gods of our house have shielded us with their blood and lives. Today our gods' home is about to be raided — as their people, we can't just stand by and watch."

In the army camp of Hua Nation at Shishan, a burly officer grinned and said.

His words instantly drew a response from every soldier.

"Of course. When the gods aren't home, it's up to us to protect the Primordial Realm."

"Heh, kinda fired up. Never thought this old man would get a chance to fight gods and demons just like the gods themselves. Yellow Emperor, Flame Emperor, Laozu Sect ancestors — we haven't disgraced you!"

"Just thinking that I might die soon, but when the gods come back they'll avenge me — haha, feels pretty damn good."

At this moment.

The entire world stood as one.

Today!

They would march to their deaths to defend the Primordial Realm's dignity!

……