The Wolf King returned to the Beast Realm.

As soon as he arrived, he rushed towards Beast Head Mountain.

In the Beast Realm, there were Seven Mountains and Eight Veins, with Tianxing Mountain being the main place of worship, while Beast Head Mountain was the residence of the Beast Emperor.

The Wolf King had a clear goal: to discuss matters with the Beast Emperor.

However, just as he was about to storm into the palace, he was stopped by Wumu, who had just walked out of the hall.

Wumu’s beast eyes seemed redder than before, and the sight of him gave the Wolf King an inexplicable sense of danger, causing his hairs to stand on end and his heart to tighten.

But the Wolf King was not easily intimidated.

He pushed Wumu aside and was about to proceed.

Wumu placed a hand in front of him.

“What are you blocking me for?” The Wolf King raised his eyes, clearly displeased.

“What are you here for?” Wumu countered indifferently.

“To report to His Majesty, of course,” the Wolf King replied confidently.

The peace talks with the humans were indeed a major affair.

Wumu still did not move aside. “His Majesty is busy and cannot be disturbed. If you have something to report, you can tell me.”

The Wolf King then turned his head, scrutinizing Wumu from top to bottom.

After a thorough look, he bared his teeth in a clear expression of disdain—“Who do you think you are? Why should I report to you?”

The atmosphere between the two beasts became tense, almost sparking a confrontation.

“Prince, General, His Majesty has asked you to come in.” Just as they were about to clash, the High Priest appeared in time to usher them into the hall.

“Is it true that you have important news?” The massive beast head statue in the center of the hall opened its eyes, and a powerful voice resounded.

The Wolf King dared not look directly at the Beast Emperor, keeping his head bowed in submission.

He respectfully said, “Your Majesty, the humans wish to discuss peace and have asked me to be their representative.” As he spoke, the beast’s mouth opened, and a jade slip emerged from it.

This was clearly not a Beast Realm item.

Wumu’s eyes darkened, and he coldly mocked, “What dirty thing dares to be presented to His Majesty?”

The jade slip hovered in mid-air, manipulated by demonic power.

Because of Wumu’s comment, it remained suspended and unmoved.

Though the Wolf King was irritated, he hesitated to present it.

After all, it was indeed a human item.

The beast head statue’s crimson eyes suddenly emitted a laser that infused into the jade slip.

The ripple-like phantom image of the recording unfolded slowly before everyone.

The Wolf King breathed a sigh of relief.

Since the Beast Emperor was personally reviewing it, there would be no problem.

The jade slip contained a recording from the humans, showing the high-level conversation with the Wolf King on that day.

It served as indirect validation for the Wolf King’s claims, as it was difficult for anyone to believe him without evidence.

The recording’s theme was exactly as the Wolf King described: the humans were seeking peace.

It was a negotiation, not a surrender.

Therefore, the humans’ attitude was equal and indifferent.

They explained how the human and beast realms were formed after the opening of the heavens, and how the laws of origin inadvertently took the shape they had today.

There were ten great paths, with humans occupying nine and beasts one.

The one and nine did not fully represent quantity but somewhat explained the source of the Beast Realm’s racial shortcomings.

Finally, the humans stated that war could not fundamentally resolve the issue of unequal distribution of the laws of origin.

They were willing to sit down with the Beast Realm and jointly discuss a reallocation of the laws between the two realms.

As the jade slip’s image faded, it slowly dissipated like evaporating water vapor.

The Beast Hall was extremely quiet.

The Beast Emperor, the High Priest, and even Wumu fell into contemplation due to the humans’ words.

The Wolf King took the opportunity to provide additional details about the negotiation.

He said, “Among the three humans in the recording, two are elder figures who hold power equivalent to our High Priest. The younger one is a leading figure of the new generation of humans. Their presence represents the attitude of the entire cultivation world.”

“Before they left, they emphasized that if the Beast Realm agreed to negotiate, the humans were willing to designate the Northern Primitive Forest as a legitimate residence for the Beast Realm within the human realm. Thereafter, the Beast Realm could collaborate with the humans in this residence to research the integration of the two realms’ laws.”

“The Northern Primitive Forest?” Hearing this, Wumu couldn’t help but sneer. “The humans have a good plan. The Northern Primitive Forest is already weakly defended; it was only a matter of time before the Beast Realm would conquer it. Offering it to us now is like giving us something that was not theirs to begin with, pretending to be a favor. Truly laughable!”

The Wolf King opened his mouth but quickly shut it.

After all, his task was only to convey the message.

The real decision-making power lay with the Beast Emperor.

Speaking of the Beast Emperor, the Wolf King secretly lifted his gaze and caught the Emperor’s eye.

“Tu Lu, you were the one who personally negotiated with the humans. What is your opinion on this matter?”

This wasn’t just asking his opinion but also probing his stance.

The Wolf King’s response was cautious.

He pondered and said, “If what the humans say about their laws is true, then the war won’t fundamentally solve the problem and will only lead to more bloodshed. Of course, this doesn’t mean we agree to negotiate with the humans. Instead, we can use this as a pretext to delay, while pretending to negotiate, and gather more information. By the time we thoroughly understand the mysteries of the source laws between the two realms, we can then turn against them.”

The Wolf King’s strategy was quite shrewd.

Regardless of whether the Beast Emperor supported or opposed it, his approach was not wrong.

On the contrary, deceiving the humans and buying time to benefit the beast race while avoiding bloodshed was the most reasonable and legitimate choice at the moment.

Indeed, after hearing this, the Beast Emperor didn’t appear angry but seemed to be deep in thought.

The Wolf King’s anxiety eased.

Meanwhile, Wu Mu’s attitude was clear from the start.

He cast a cold glance at the Wolf King and said harshly:

“While you delay, the humans aren’t fools. They won’t just stand by and let you buy time. Once negotiations are agreed upon, it will give the humans a chance to breathe. If we miss the current advantageous position we’ve secured, there will be no place for regret.”

The Beast Emperor suddenly appeared from behind the beast’s head.

He hadn’t fully revealed his form, but even so, his massive presence filled the space in the beast’s hall, creating a great sense of oppression.

The Beast Emperor first asked the High Priest, “Priest, what is your opinion?”

The High Priest, hidden under a black robe, slightly bowed and replied, “I need to observe the stars and seek the Beast God’s guidance.”

The Beast Emperor gave a barely perceptible nod and then turned to the Wolf King, “Tu Lu, you may return now.”

The Wolf King keenly noted that the Beast Emperor did not ask Wu Mu to leave, suggesting that the Emperor might want to speak with Wu Mu privately.

Having this thought, the Wolf King felt no discomfort and took his leave.

When only the Beast Emperor and Wu Mu remained in the hall, the Beast Emperor surprisingly reduced his form to match Wu Mu’s size, standing upright.

With a hint of hesitation, the Beast Emperor looked at Wu Mu and asked, “You do not agree?”

The Beast Emperor was displaying a particularly respectful stance toward his own son.

Wu Mu’s eyes were completely red, and his voice became aged and hoarse.

“Why should we agree? We’ve fought to this point, and the humans are already showing signs of defeat. Their willingness to negotiate is just a sign that they’ve been pushed to the brink and have no other options.”

“However, as Tu Lu mentioned, even if we win this battle, we won’t fundamentally solve the problem of unequal distribution of source laws. Simply invading the human realm cannot absorb their laws; we must find a way to merge the laws of both realms to complete the source,” said the Beast Emperor.

“As long as we win this battle and completely occupy the human realm, the humans will naturally become our slaves and puppets. At that point, there will be no worry about extracting the law information,” Wu Mu said with a slight sneer, showing disdain.

“But the humans have a profound foundation. Achieving that step will severely damage the beast race’s vitality. Breeding beasts is already difficult…”

Wu Mu’s crimson eyes suddenly fixed on the Beast Emperor with an impatient expression, his tone stern: “This is why the beast race’s bloodline abilities have declined and their fierceness has diminished under your rule!”

“The core of the beast race’s spirit is that power is paramount, always advancing and fighting! Have you become so accustomed to comfort that you’ve forgotten the taste of blood?”

The Beast Emperor remained silent.

Is the so-called beast spirit just limitless slaughter without boundaries or cost?

How is that different from being a true wild beast?

Seeing him silent, Wu Mu decided not to dwell on the topic further.

He turned his gaze to outside the hall and asked in a flat tone, “Have you completed the tasks I instructed?”

“The ten shrines have been excavated, eight of which are empty. The ancient demon king’s beast cores and bones that were excavated have been poured into the specified blood pools as you instructed,” the Beast Emperor said, snapping out of his thoughts.

Wu Mu said, “Excavate the last two shrines as well.”

“Can this method really create a new beast body for you?” The Beast Emperor hesitated but still probed, “How is my son Wu Mu…?”

Wu Mu glanced at the Beast Emperor and suddenly broke into a smile.

His expression shifted as if changing faces, and he called out “Father Emperor, I’m here”

Quickly, this alarm faded away like a receding tide, replaced once again by gloom and coldness.

“As I said, this Emperor is only temporarily borrowing his beast body. Once the new beast body is forged, naturally, I will return your son’s beast body—do you really think this Emperor would covet a still-immature beast body?”

The Beast Emperor quickly said he would not.

However, his concerns remained.

The events happening within his son Wumu were not hidden from the Beast Emperor.

When he learned that the ancient Beast Emperor had used Wumu’s body to escape from the Void Realm, the Beast Emperor felt both joy and worry.

Joyful because the Beast Realm’s strength was bolstered, but worried because of his son.

The Beast Realm’s progeny were not easily produced, and he had only one son, who had exceptional bloodline talent.

Unexpectedly, his son was consumed by the ancient Beast Emperor’s soul.

This was both an honor and a danger.

The soul-consuming technique meant that the two souls in one body would struggle for dominance, and there would be a decisive outcome.

Wumu’s divine soul power could not compare to the ancient Beast Emperor who had survived in the Void Realm for an unknown number of years.

It was only because the ancient Beast Emperor had been sealed for thousands of years, his divine power weakened, and the cost of escaping the seal had taken a toll that he fought Wumu to a standstill.

After escaping, the ancient Beast Emperor did not hide but revealed himself to the Beast Emperor and provided new strategies for fighting the humans—namely, creating a blood pool and using a lower-tier attrition method.

This strategy indeed severely damaged the human morale and dealt a huge blow to them.

The Beast Emperor was somewhat reassured by this ancient soul—at least it had not harmed Wumu, whose divine soul remained intact within his own body and had provided reliable combat strategies for the Beast Realm.

The Beast Emperor initially planned to consolidate and use the blood pool to enhance the lower-tier beast soldiers.

However, this ancient soul changed its mind.

It proposed hollowing out all the temples to create an independent blood pool for itself to forge a new beast body.

With a new beast body, Wumu’s divine soul could naturally be saved.

This was a good thing, and the Beast Emperor agreed.

However, he still harbored some concerns.

Hearing the news of the humans seeking peace, the Beast Emperor, after careful consideration, felt that it was not an impossible option.

The Wolf King was right: there was no need to agree outright.

They could play along and deceive the humans.

Once the humans figured out the laws of integration, they could reject them later.

There was still time.

If not, if the humans were driven to desperation and fought with everything they had, the Beast Realm would also suffer immense losses.

The key was that such bloodshed went against the original intent of the war.

The war was launched for the future of the Beast Realm and for a better life for its people.

However, now that a turning point had emerged, the ancient beast soul’s attitude had not changed.

Its brutality and unprecedented hatred toward humans alarmed the Beast Emperor.

Nevertheless, the innate hierarchical and class system of the Beast Realm suppressed the Beast Emperor’s worries.

He reassured himself: they could not rely solely on the humans’ words. The origin laws were still unclear, and they could observe further.

For now, they could first forge the beast body requested by the ancient soul.

When the Beast Realm’s strength increased, the situation might turn in their favor…

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A few days later, the humans received a response from the Beast Realm.

“They neither agreed nor disagreed. They just asked if the Northern Primitive Forest was too small. They want all the primitive forests near the barrier and even the maritime areas…” Fifth Sheng’s brows furrowed, and his voice rose sharply at the end.

He looked incredulously, “Have they lost their minds, or have we?”

Such a blatant demand was as if the humans had already surrendered and were begging to divide the land with them.

“It’s obvious they don’t want to negotiate but don’t want to refuse outright, fearing that we might pressure them. The expansion of the residence is just an excuse for delay,” Feng Qinxue said with a hint of sarcasm.

“If that’s the case, there’s no need to drag it out any further,” Qin Ruqing slammed the table, speaking coldly.

“We humans don’t want to engage in large-scale warfare and cause suffering, but it seems they are using this as an excuse to escalate the situation again and again!”

“If they want to fight, then let’s fight!”

“This time, we will hit hard, with full force! We’ll change the battlefield and fight in the Beast Realm’s homeland.”

“A cornered rabbit will bite, and they’ve provoked a fierce lion.”

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In the year 3175 of the Qianyuan Era, the Fifth Immortal Grade and the Feng Clan’s Immortal Grade jointly issued a family decree, ordering the cultivation world’s various family grades—totaling 326 clan families—to build ten thousand flying boats, produce a hundred thousand extra elixirs, and lead countless human soldiers across the barriers and the Sky Abyss to launch a full-scale counterattack!