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After all, it was an Essence of the Blood River, born from the slaughter of billions of life forms, infused with an ocean of Residual Souls and Essence Blood.

This Essence of the Blood River, while perhaps far inferior to the Heart of Flora in healing injuries, contained an immense energy and a bloodthirsty malice that could only be described as top-notch.

A single Essence of the Blood River was enough to support the billions-strong Theological Alliance army in their fearless counterattack against the Wolf Pack, testifying to its immense value.

Su Lin gazed at the departing Supreme Sovereigns, his expression indifferent, devoid of any ripple of emotion.

Although he knew that these Supreme Sovereigns might all become his adversaries in the future—particularly the Beast Sovereign, whom he had wanted to question for assisting the Theological Alliance—

By this point, everything the Humanoid Shadow had schemed for had fallen apart, and even the White Elephant King had met his demise at Su Lin’s claws. What else was there to ask?

All grievances would end with the conclusion of this great battle.

After all, this was an Era of Hegemony where no means were too ruthless!

Within this era, there was no morality, no mercy, no love, and certainly no true camaraderie among alliances!

Every faction would always choose whatever benefited them the most in each battle.

Yet in this battle, it was clear that both the Beast Sovereign and the White Elephant King had chosen incorrectly!

"Boom!"

At this moment, with the departure of the many Ultimate Beings, the booming sound of the Rule Power that had reverberated through heaven and earth began to subside gradually.

The battlefield, which spanned millions of meters and had been reduced to chaos, was now slowly being mended under the Will of Heaven and Earth.

Everything seemed to be falling into an eerie stillness.

But just as the Evil Mandala was about to silently leave, Su Lin’s gaze shifted toward the Evil Mandala’s avatar. His gaze then turned to the massive Blood Cloud Flower Sea stretching over three thousand miles before him.

He could sense that the Evil Mandala had grown far stronger compared to more than a year ago.

In this battle, aside from the Wolf Pack, the Evil Mandala had likely gained the most.

Having whale-swallowed over a billion humans from Dragon Country’s South China Region, along with tens of billions of other species, the energy, Life Souls, and Essence Blood amassed within its Blood Cloud Flower Sea was even more vast than the blood river condensed by the Humanoid Shadow!

Such boundless energy had enabled the Evil Mandala to take a significant step forward down the path of Supreme Sovereignty.

At this moment, the Evil Mandala also sensed Su Lin’s gaze. Its tri-fold avatar froze entirely.

Yet within its blood-red eyes, unlike the White Elephant King’s panic-stricken gaze, they remained calm—just as they had always been with Su Lin.

After exchanging a momentary look,

The Evil Mandala’s avatar slightly bowed, apologizing to the Wolf Pack and the Wolf Lord for this battle.

However, if it were to kneel and beg for forgiveness like the White Elephant King, it’d rather fight the Wolf Lord to the death outright.

Throughout this disastrous battle, the Evil Mandala believed it wasn’t deeply entangled in fault. It had neither massacred ordinary Exotic Beasts of the Wolf Pack nor, like the White Elephant King, aided the Theological Alliance in hindering the Wolf Pack Coalition.

All it did was strive to strengthen itself!

It bore no guilt!

Even if Northern Cold Wolf Master were in its position, he likely couldn’t resist the temptation to hunt the Fox-tail Algae.

After all, the Fox-tail Algae was also a Sovereign-level Exotic Plant!

With its vast Energy Essence, it could even provoke envy from the Will of Heaven and Earth. If the Fox-tail Algae could be consumed, the Evil Mandala would ascend further, reaching a realm where it could vie for the Transcendent Opportunity in this heaven and earth!

It bore no guilt!

If it was guilty of anything, it was merely underestimating the Wolf Lord’s world-shaking strategic maneuvers.

Who could have foreseen that Jiang Qingfeng—who was once a sworn enemy of the Wolf Pack Civilization—would sacrifice his own life to activate such a heaven-shattering Space-Time Passage?

Amid their mutual gaze, the silver-haired Celestial Wolf, standing hundreds of miles away, finally withdrew his eyes, refraining from saying a word to the Evil Mandala.

But from the cold indifference in his gaze, the Evil Mandala understood that the bond between it and the Wolf Pack had completely dissipated.

Gone were the days when the two sides stood united, shedding blood against the Senro Tribe, Ice Crystal Tribe, and those pivotal moments of battling to elevate the Wolf Pack Civilization among the world!

For reasons it couldn’t explain, a faint sense of loss lingered in the Evil Mandala’s heart.

But its proud and sinister nature quickly extinguished this feeling. Its avatar then respectfully offered a ceremonial bow to the Wolf Lord once again.

This bow served as a resolution for the ten or so Domain True Intents the Wolf Lord had once imparted, as well as for their camaraderie during past battles.

It was over!

Both the Evil Mandala and Su Lin understood that their alliance had come to a definitive end. The next encounter between them would undoubtedly mark their fateful clash as sworn enemies!

And perhaps this encounter wouldn’t be far away!

Given that the majority of the Wolf Pack had emerged from their seclusion, their inevitable aim would be to whale-swallow Dragon Country!

Thus, how could the Evil Mandala in Dragon Country’s South China Region continue to idly remain in its domain?

The duel between the Evil Mandala and the Wolf Lord would likely be the ultimate conclusion to this storm engulfing Dragon Country!

Especially since the South America Alliance had only dispatched a Giant Tortoise King at the Half-step Supreme Sovereign level and a mere avatar of the Red Fire Ant Queen. How could such a frail alliance withstand the Wolf Pack’s slaughter?

After offering its bow, the Evil Mandala transmitted an immense Spiritual Will!

"Wolf Lord! I’ll be waiting for you in South China Region—our fate is inevitable!"

With that profound message, the Evil Mandala’s avatar transformed into a streak of crimson light and returned to the Blood Cloud Flower Sea. Subsequently, the vast Blood Cloud Flower Sea retreated from the battlefield!

Stretching over three thousand miles, the immense blood-cloud formation moved through the air like a blood-red storm bearing down on the heavens with unparalleled majesty!

As he watched the Evil Mandala’s departure, Su Lin’s Wolf Eyes, now returned to their light blue hue, remained as emotionless as ever.

Truthfully,

Having reached this stage of the battle marked the genuine late phase of the Era of Hegemony, where every faction had fully unveiled its fanged teeth.

But since the Apocalyptic Catastrophe, both the Wolf Pack and the other factions had waged near-constant wars for close to ten years, leaving everyone utterly exhausted.

Bloodshed, slaughter, and death had become the daily existence for all factions.

In pursuit of the Transcendent Opportunity and the ultimate hegemon’s throne, all factions employed the most ruthless measures, exhausting everything they had. Yet in the end, there could only be one victor!

How tragic!

Most factions would inevitably become mere green leaves, sacrificed to adorn another’s triumph—a tragic finale.

How lamentable!

Among them were so many Tianjiao who should have towered over the universe, yet they all fell in this scramble for supremacy.

Purple Lynx, Gold-patterned Travel Rat, Mysterious Gu King, White Eagle, Soul Devouring Demon, Ice Crystal Fox King, Jiang Qingfeng, White Elephant King, Human-Skin Giant Tree… these Exotic Beasts, each with talent that bordered on monstrous performances, were unforgettable.

The fall of such prodigious Tianjiao—who could not sigh at their demise?

Yet how commendable!

Everyone knew this was a path of no return, yet for their respective tribes, they staked everything they had.

Moreover, by the late phase of this Era of Hegemony, every faction understood that whoever eventually claimed the Transcendent Opportunity—an amalgamation of nearly all Fortune, fate, and destiny in this world—would also bear the responsibility of safeguarding this realm.

What the Will of Heaven and Earth could not accomplish, the transcendent one would take on!

What the Will of Heaven and Earth failed to achieve, the transcendent one would strive to do!

For once they transcended, this realm would forever be marked by their unique imprint!

Thus, how else could these bloody battles, akin to the rearing of poisoner ants, prove that the transcendent one was truly the strongest?

Even having attained Supreme Sovereign Extreme Peak and comprehending everything, Su Lin could now pull back the curtain on the truth behind this cosmic upheaval.

Yet he remained unable to fathom what kind of terrifying adversary had compelled the Will of Heaven and Earth to so relentlessly cultivate the ultimate warrior and supreme faction for combat.

What truth lay behind the Apocalyptic Catastrophe?

In his chaotic whirl of thoughts, Su Lin’s previously fatigued gaze reignited with fierce battle intent!

Because his desire was not merely to unveil the truth hidden behind this cosmic upheaval but also to face the horrors lurking behind the calamity that had annihilated billions upon billions of souls!

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