"What a pity. Because they stood by and did nothing while I faced death, I have been trapped by that human. My clan, careless for a moment, will also wither. To prevent the balance of power in this jungle from being disturbed, convey my will to them."

"I—the king of the Hyena Clan—must exhaust my utmost loyalty and kindness, only to relay one message to them! AHAHAHA… It doesn't matter that I was pinned down and killed. However, once the opportunity destined for beasts falls into the hands of the Human Race, it will be their doom!"

"This is the command of the great emperor from the Beast Clan! AHAHAHA…"

Ta Qing laughed sinisterly, feeling an unprecedented surge of pleasure. The heaviness that had oppressed his heart vanished at this moment.

Those short-sighted brethren of his had finally tasted the bitter fruit of their actions from a few days ago. Just a mysterious person from the Human Race, one who couldn't even kill a Martial King, was present. Yet, because of their refusal to help and their hatred and jealousy towards me, they allowed that human to attack the Hyena Clan at will. Otherwise, how would that human dare to be so arrogant, challenging a promising king of the Beast World in the territory of beasts! Now, more humans were coming. Furthermore, Ta Qing highly suspected that those three people must have an inseparable relationship with this human. Otherwise, their arrival wouldn't be so coincidental, so timely. This also meant they had to concentrate their power to face the top strength of the Human Race. Even if they successfully exterminated them in the end, the blow they'd receive would likely be no less severe than the one I suffered. When all the Beast Clan groups have declined, they will face the prying eyes of those powerful wandering Martial Kings from the Surroundings. However, at least the Hyena Clan will still have the strength to fight. They can defend their territory, turn misfortune into a blessing, and change this awkward situation.

Of course, if Ta Qing guessed correctly, then the first variable would involve him. The Hyena Clan might be able to temporarily escape the terrifying pressure from that human and gain a respite. Not only could they make some progress on Lord Nine-headed snake's instructions, but they could also rally reinforcements to begin a counterattack against that human and the traitor named Yu Huan…

"Very good! Fight, fight! Human Race, let me see your strength. After all, this Star War Battlefield will never be affected by the death of one or two King-level beasts…"

Ta Qing's heart was filled with hatred, and he made no effort to hide his curses.

For the Federation, this was its biggest drawback: its forces were too few. But for the Beast Clan, this was what they cared least about. If some died, so be it. After all, there were too many beasts and too little land; it would almost be for the best if many of them perished. Of course, if you gave this disparity another name, it might be more appropriate—foundation! After all, intrigue is everywhere; it just depends on whether you have the ability to withstand it.

「Not long after.」

Deep within the jungles.

A striped ferocious tiger was constantly roaring and cursing. He looked around at the powerful kinsmen he had painstakingly gathered, baring his teeth as he growled, "My sons, opportunity is before us! Our jungles are facing a challenge from the Human Race. That cowardly, cowering Hyena, who only knows how to take advantage from behind the scenes, no longer dares to show its face. It only begs us to intervene, to assist the great Lord Nine-headed snake in accomplishing the mission bestowed upon it by the Emperor!

As the clan leader of the Ferocious Tiger Clan, as your king! I, Ming Tu, just want to ask you one question! Are you… scared? Are you… afraid? Do you still have the confidence to face the Human Race, to feast on their flesh and send their heads rolling?"

What answered Ming Tu was a series of earth-shattering roars that echoed through nearly half the jungles.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Nothing more.

As ferocious tigers, they were carnivores by lineage. Why would they fear death? Ming Tu might be old, but all the ferocious tigers were young. They yearned to dominate the mountain forest, their sleeping dens exclusively for their own kind.

And so, this Ming Tu, who had once appeared before the Nine-Headed Serpent but later found himself completely outmaneuvered by Ta Qing, unable to gain any advantage, relentlessly denounced the shameless and despicable Hyena. Then, without hesitation, he mobilized his forces, using terrifying roars to vent his fury.

After leaving behind nearly seven or eight of the true hopes of the Ferocious Tiger Clan, Ming Tu officially led the Ferocious Tiger Clan towards the location where the Human Race had appeared.

At the same time, a tiny fox on the other side of the deep jungles also stood on a large tree trunk. It looked at its diverse yet equally formidable followers around it and roared, "The life-fearing, death-avoiding Hyenas are now hiding in the rear! As attendants of the Emperor, we have no other choice! So, my kin, remember the enmity between the Hyena Clan and us! Leave behind the seeds of our clan!

Then, follow your great, wise, and mighty king—White Jade! Let's go! On this journey, we will reap honor and dignity for the Seven-Color Fox Clan! We will also sow a hatred for the Hyena Clan's schemes that will not be extinguished for generations! Let them remember, we, the Fox Clan, are also kings of the jungles…"

Undoubtedly, Ta Qing's tactic of removing their foundation was successful. He did not show his face but directly deprived the two large Beast Clan groups of the resources they relied on for survival and reproduction.

They were originally mere spectators, gloating over Ta Qing's misfortune, indifferently prepared to watch that contemptible little beast die step by step at the hands of Wang Zhan. Yet they never imagined the tables would turn. In just a few days, they were compelled by a sense of greater righteousness to ascend the battlefield.

And all this was because they had given Ta Qing the perfect excuse, a reason sufficient to answer to the Nine-Headed Serpent and that Emperor.

Ta Qing didn't say it, but they all understood.

"I am dying, my clan is dying, my wife, children, and descendants are all about to perish! All of this is caused by the Human Race. I, too, wish to complete the mission entrusted to me by our lord, but alas, the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak. If I leave my clan, the Hyena Clan will surely be annihilated by humans. Yet, if I don't leave, the Hyena Clan cannot join the battlefield. As a member of the Beast Clan, I, Ta Qing, never imagined there would come a day when I would be cornered by the Human Race like this. But my clan comes first; they are my roots. Ta Qing cannot abandon them… Therefore, all I can do is silently watch as two powerful beings of my own kind step onto the battlefield. I hope that they can uphold my sincere and unwavering loyalty and drive all those humans from the Earth Federation back into their graves…"

And so it was.

Even if the two clan leaders, two powerful King-level beasts, harbored much dissatisfaction in their hearts, they could only temporarily become Ta Qing's subordinates. Ta Qing would take the credit, while they would take the blame. Because Ta Qing had calculated it all: even if they gained nothing this time, he would face no repercussions. The only ones to suffer in the end would be those pitifully 'honest' beasts.

It was a matter of luck and destiny; of vision and choice; of helplessness and calculation. Perhaps from this moment on, these King-level beasts, familiar for half a lifetime yet suddenly strangers, gained a much deeper understanding of Ta Qing. Ta Qing was clearly a cunning jackal, step by step guiding the wolves.

「Only an hour later.」

The jungles began to roar, and the air began to boil.

Falling leaves beat like war drums, footsteps thundered like approaching storms, and the clashing figures of beasts and Human Race transformed into lightning beneath the conspiracies, that flash yearning to see the light!

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!..."

"AHAHAHA, Human Race, go die for me!!"

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

Roars, snarls, clashes, collisions. Like ropes, these sounds tightly pursued three frantically fleeing, utterly wretched human figures.

"Kill them!"

Innumerable figures of beasts, following the tracks of the three humans, ran ceaselessly.

The grassland was trampled, and trees toppled. Mottled rays of light were scattered, and the once tranquil flora lay devastated. Hunting wild beasts gathered in a frenzy. This land had become a roaring inferno, a hellish crucible of blood and carnage.

Having taken another hit, Tao Zhu—a Martial King, yet without an Indestructible Body—cried out strangely. He no longer dared to linger and continued to flee for his life.

"...Damn it, there are too many! What's going on? Nearly hundreds of leader-level beasts! Did someone slaughter their entire families? Do they have to be this ruthless? We're just passing by!"

However, even if he wanted to escape, he had to see if the beasts behind him would allow it.

Here, on the Beast Clan's territory, their advantage—endless numbers, an inexhaustible and surging tide of warriors—was finally on full display.

They were Xu Xu turning the tide of fate back to its original course, eradicating the shadows of the Human Race that had lingered in the hearts of the Beast Clan since that fateful night!

"AHAHAHA, kill them!"

Tiger King Ming Tu roared, about to pounce on this human Martial King. Perhaps because the moonlight was too dim that night, it still hadn't recognized him.

Meanwhile, the Fox King, White Jade, though constantly maneuvering to snatch one of the two people Tao Zhu carried, inevitably had some doubts. This was especially true when this human displayed an extra burst of speed under pressure. He strikingly resembled that pitiful mad man from the other night, the one who could only wail under Lord Nine-headed snake's assault, yet was ultimately rescued by a mysterious person.

So, after another probing strike, he finally realized it and immediately roared to the heavens, "It's him! That human from that night! Tiger King Ming Tu, stop playing around! Kill him! This time, even if Ta Qing is silver-tongued, he won't be able to steal our merit!"

Ming Tu was instantly shocked. His roar deepened, and his fangs seemed to grow sharper.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, it's him! He can gather power to accelerate, exactly like that Martial King!" White Jade, the Fox King, shouted fiercely. "If he hadn't had that trick up his sleeve that night, he would have died at our hands long ago!"

Clearly, White Jade's memory of that night was still painfully fresh.

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