After ten thousand years of development, under the nourishment of abundant spiritual energy, the Primeval Clan already boasted a small but tough mining fleet of spiritual energy. They even boasted a few warships with very high attack and defense abilities. Deeply trusted by the Void Hunter, they were also able to move out of the range of the Void Hunter's tentacles. They had even grasped the technology of space jumps through the studies on the neurons of the Void Hunter.
The Primitive Clan was prepared in advance. Most of their people armed themselves with crystal armors and spiritual shields. Their starships had been strengthened and modified, too, and they hid in a place far away from the Void Hunter.
The explosion of the Void Hunters destroyed about 10% of the Primeval Clan's power, but it also brought new hope. After the explosion, three huge broken limbs regained their vitality. Under the careful care of the Primeval Clan, they slowly grew into a new generation of Void Hunters. Different from the old Void Hunters, they did not occasionally encounter the Primeval Clan in the prime of their lives. Instead, they were entangled with the Primeval Clan the moment they were "born". They took the existence and care of the Primeval Clan as a matter of course and did not recognize the ambition and threat of the Primeval Clan.
Just like that, the Primitive Clan, which had been living on one Void Hunter, had three more "mounts" that were even more obedient. Their strength was suddenly increased by three times. They even slowly tamed the Void Hunter and stimulated the growth of the Void Hunter through technology and industry, turning the ignorant beasts into the most terrifying artificial monsters.
Just like that, the Primitive Clan completed the transformation from "parasites" to "masters" and took the first step to conquer the universe!
Similar rises were happening at the same time in countless "paradises" in the prosperous worlds at the center of the Universe Ocean.
Void Hunter was a never-ending traveler in Universe Ocean. In the past 10,000 years, this Void Hunter with the Primeval Race parasitized in its body had shuttled through countless grotto-heavens and blessed lands. It had also interacted with thousands of alien races and even low-class civilizations. It had spread a large number of the Primeval Race to every corner of Universe Ocean.
Most of the alien species in the universe were similar to the void hunters. They had unparalleled combat ability and incredible techniques, but they had not evolved into wisdom or ambitions. Their IQ was no higher than that of a seven- or eight-year-old child. Instead of 'trading them as slaves', their treatment of the Primitive Tribe was more like 'a certain child found a novel toy and could not wait to show off and share it with his friends'.
The Void Hunters left ships of Primitive Beings in various natural paradises and exchanged them for some precious resources or rare gadgets before they left in satisfaction.
The Primitive Clan that stayed in various paradises, like their compatriots that were still parasitized on the Void Hunter, hid their claws and ambitions while they struggled to survive.
They were facing all kinds of creatures that were as powerful as gods and demons and as strange as nightmares. The slightest carelessness could lead to them being crushed and devoured by the other party, and the other party did not even have any malicious intent. It was as if the Primitive Clan had crushed an ant to death, which was just an unintentional act of yawning.
The Primitive Clan had to rack their brains to please the masters of these paradises and show the value of their existence. Only then would they be able to get the leftovers that the masters would slip through their fingers. They had to survive. They had to survive regardless of everything and endure all the inhuman pain to survive!
On a planet that had an extremely thin atmosphere and was full of hard rocks, there lived an alien race named "Mountain Crab". This creature had a shell that was as hard as iron and a sense of time that was almost stagnant. They could directly absorb the metal elements and geothermal energy in the underground mineral veins and be self-sufficient in this way. Their huge body and overly hard shell made them the existence with the strongest defense in the Universe Ocean. Even the Void Hunter could not digest their exoskeletons, so there was no need for them to develop wisdom and civilization.
They did not mean any harm to the Primitive Clan, and it was even difficult for them to understand the concept of "killing". However, they liked to turn their bodies over and create earth-shaking tremors. Every time they trembled, countless Primitive Clan members living on them would fall into the abyss and be squeezed to death by the gaps between their shells.
In the long symbiotic relationship, the Primitive Clan learned to help the Mountain Crab clean their breathing holes that were blocked by the fungus blanket. They also learned to engrave gorgeous patterns on the surface of their shells to please the slow and stupid behemoths. After discovering that the Mountain Crab was particularly sensitive to sound, a special profession called "Singer" even appeared. Just like the "Dream Creator" on the Void Hunter, it specialized in calming and anesthetizing the souls of the Giant Gods — if the Giant Gods really had souls.
In order to survive, such compromises and grievances were only the bare minimum.
In some other natural paradises, the carbon-based intelligent life was not in the form of animals but in the form of plants. The members of the Primeval Tribe who accidentally wandered there had to let the roots of the plants grow into their bodies and meld with their veins and internal organs, turning themselves into the "vehicles" of the dominators!
Just like that, in countless paradises, the Primitive Clan pleased the dominators who seemed to be gods and devils in countless humiliating and painful ways.
All in all, the rulers were very satisfied with the performance of the 'little bugs' that the Void Hunters brought over. They did not realize that there was anything wrong with the exponential growth and expansion of the Primeval Race. They believed that the Primeval Race was a very interesting and docile little life that had no problems except for the tinkling and tinkling with some metal gadgets.
Only some low-level civilizations vaguely realized the danger of the Primitive Clan.
They were carbon-based intelligent life forms whose individual strength was relatively weak and could not survive on their own. They had to be entangled with their own kind to develop social relationships and even civilization.
Their appearance was very similar to the "monsters" in the concept of human beings.
As a low-level civilization, the wise ones among them could vaguely sense the potential and threat of the "advanced civilization" like the Primitive Clan.
Although the Primitive Clan members brought to them by the Void Hunter were just some hairless monkeys in ragged clothes, looking haggard, and shivering, the wise ones of the low-level civilizations could still see the burning flames in the deep eyes of the "browed monkeys".
The wise ones of the low-level civilizations spread the news to each other, warning people to be vigilant against the arrival of demons. They made prophecies such as "the gate of the endless hell has been opened, and the demons from the blue planet are about to come and destroy the universe".
It was a pity that in the primordial era when chaos was first divided, the carbon-based intelligent life forms that lived at the center of the Universe Ocean were far from united. They were life forms that grew recklessly under abundant spiritual energy, and they naturally lacked communication channels and necessity. It was especially so between the low-level civilizations that were weak individually and the super giant spirit beasts that were strong individually. There was more vigilance and hostility than trust and kindness.
For the Primitive Clan, the Void Hunter was an "alien species". For the low-level civilizations, the Void Hunter was also an "alien species". At best, they were the alien species that they were relatively familiar with and would occasionally show up in space.
What was even worse was that, within the low-level civilizations, the phenomenon of 'the strong are always strong and the weak are always weak' caused by the spiritual energy intensified social contradictions. The development of technology and the system was stifled, making them unable to move forward at all. They were suspicious and wary of each other and mired in endless wars of 'everybody versus everybody'. It was like a copy of the Ancient Sages Sector on a larger scale.
In the civilizations in such a swirl of struggles, all the individuals prioritized their own immediate interests and would never unite to consider the overall interests of the civilization.
When the members of the primeval race who were scattered in the low-level civilizations showed their amazing wisdom and sophisticated strategies, the experts of the low-level civilizations were immediately shocked and used the primeval race to fight against their old enemies. During this period, even the 'mercenaries' and 'slave soldiers' of the two parties were all members of the primeval race, which was ridiculous and extremely dangerous.
The old wise men were wailing in grief and indignation on the mountain peaks. The Primitive Race was killing each other on the battlefield with their advanced spiritual weapons. The great beings of the alien races were laughing in the pool of wine and in the forest of meat, thinking that they had succeeded. No one heard the deafening waves coming from the depths of Universe Ocean. The atmosphere of every habitable planet was exploding with rolling thunder. That was the ambition of the Primitive Race that had been lying dormant for ten thousand years and then another ten thousand years. It was the angry roar of a higher civilization toward a lower civilization and stupid beasts. The war had broken out for the glory of the Primitive Race!
"One hundred thousand years ago, after eating all the large animals in the area, including the most brutal beasts, our ancestors walked out of Africa. They used about eighty thousand years to spread to every continent on Earth and exterminated more than ninety percent of the beasts. This is the only mass extinction in the history of Earth that was not caused by a natural disaster. Our race is more efficient in slaughtering than natural disasters such as meteorite attacks, volcanic eruptions, super earthquakes, and long ice ages," the voice said.
"Mammoths weigh more than ten tons, and they have thick hair and fat. The tusks of male mammoths can be more than three meters long, which is far longer than the height of an adult man. They are the undisputed overlords of the grassland during the long Ice Age.
"Saber-toothed tigers have teeth that are as sharp as daggers and extremely secretive hunting abilities. In order to deal with our threat, some subspecies have even evolved teeth that specialize in biting human brains. Their powerful bite force can easily crush a complete skull.
"Whales are the largest and most cumbersome animals. Their living range does not even overlap with our living range at all. They live in the vast ocean far away from humans.
"So what? So what? So what? Is there any reason that can stop us from exterminating them?
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