Chapter 2010
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Masakazu Tōno stared at the empty sky and the corpses piled up on the ground. They were almost as tall as the Black Dragon Mountain. His heart felt cold.
His eyes were filled with fear. The Flowing Light Armor couldn't help but shudder. Inside the Flowing Light Armor, he was on the verge of collapsing.
"The Chaotic Wind … Storm … It's … It's the Master of Chaos!"
Masakazu Tōno finally guessed Ye Tianze's identity. "It's the new … Master of Chaos!"
He couldn't be blamed, as he was from the Mysterious Underworld Race. When Ye Tianze became the Master of Chaos, the Mysterious Underworld Race's forces in the Chaotic Homeland had already been wiped out.
Even though the Mysterious Underworld Race had received this news later on, it had still been on the way. Even though it had reached Masakazu Tōno, he still didn't believe that Ye Tianze was the new Master of Chaos.
Ye Tianze had risen too quickly, so no one knew that the Desolate Race was his subordinate. It wasn't until the Desolate Race had unified the entire Chaotic Homeland that this news had truly spread and been known by the cultivators of the other Homelands.
However, it would still take a long time for this news to spread to the various great civilizations of the myriad realms. It would also take some time for these civilizations to react. This was the Desolate World, which was incomparably vast.
Besides the Legalists, who could obtain news quickly through the Primal Chaos Law, most of the communication methods of the civilizations of the myriad realms were very slow.
This was especially so when crossing a realm or an even larger realm. The Mysterious Underworld Race was located in the core region of the Central Realm.
"I originally wanted to introduce myself. Unfortunately, you didn't want to hear it."
Ye Tianze said, "Besides, I am also the Sage of the Divine Inscription Hall. Oh yes, the Chaotic Homeland already belongs to the Desolate Race. Soon, the entire Chaotic Homeland will also belong to the Desolate Race."
This was extremely shocking news. If Masakazu Tōno had heard this before, he wouldn't have believed it. However, he believed it now.
Everything was happening too quickly. The Desolate Tribe of the Black Dragon Stockaded Village was the slowest to react. If the cultivators of the other worlds did not understand what was going on, they were even more confused.
Zhu Que had sent out most of her combat power. In fact, only a group of the weakest cultivators remained. Not only were they not as strong as Tang Tianjun and the others, but there was also a huge gap in talent.
But they knew that their Majesty had really created a miracle. This was a miracle that they didn't even dare to dream of.
He had single-handedly repelled an army of three hundred million. Among them, close to two hundred million remained. There was not a single wound on their bodies, but they were all dead.
Even the Desolate Race felt fear. It was a fear of something they could not understand.
However, after a long period of silence, that familiar loud cry erupted once again. "Long live the emperor … Long live the emperor … Long live the emperor …"
Not long ago, they had already prepared themselves to be reborn in the Heavenly Cycle Universe and become the dead. However, their emperor did not disappoint them.
Zhu Que looked at the scene before her and did not know what to say. She could only vaguely hear the conversation between Ye Tianze and Masakazu Tōno.
Only then did she realize that her man had actually become the Lord of Chaos, the master of the entire Land of Chaos!
This was something she had never imagined. This was the Chaotic World. This was the Chaotic World. Everything here was different from the Desolate Wilderness.
She had already tried her best to raise her husband's ability to ten times what she had imagined. However, she had never imagined that her husband would bring her an achievement that was a hundred times greater than what she had imagined.
At this moment, the tenacity in Zhu Que's heart disappeared. She did not compare herself to her husband. This was because she knew that the Desolate Tribe needed an invincible emperor like her husband who could continuously create miracles!
Only then would the Desolate Tribe have hope. What she needed to do was to do her best to help her husband behind his back and resolve his worries.
Hearing the Desolate Tribe's loud cry, the terrified Masakazu Tōno calmed down. "Do you really think that you can do whatever you want after becoming the Lord of Chaos? No, this Land of Chaos does not only belong to the Lord of Chaos. It does not even belong to the Martial Dao Heavenly Hall. It belongs to the entire universe! "
"The bigger your appetite, the more civilizations you will offend. When all the civilizations in the universe attack you, it will be like an elephant stepping on an ant. No matter how strong the Primeval Desolate Tribe is, they will only be destroyed!"
Masakazu Tōno said. "You underestimate the universe. The moment you become the Lord of Chaos, you are destined to fail."
"Is that so?" Ye Tianze was not nervous at all.
Seeing Ye Tianze so calm, Masakazu Tōno revealed a disdainful smile. "The ignorant are truly fearless!"
"Ignorant?"
Ye Tianze sneered. "Just like how you think that I am a Dao Integration Realm cultivator, when in fact … I kill them like they are ants. This is also a form of ignorance, right?"
"I have indeed made a mistake, but the Mysterious Underworld Race will not make such a mistake. Do you think you are safe now?"
Masakazu Tōno laughed. "That is wrong. The Mysterious Underworld Race still has a million soldiers behind us. They are our backup. These 300 million cultivators will be massacred after completing their mission. The Desolate Tribe will not be able to escape!"
Ye Tianze's expression changed instantly. The army formed by the overlord-level Mysterious Underworld Race was definitely not like the motley crew of the three Universal Civilizations.
Especially with the Flowing Light Armor, the Mysterious Underworld Race's organizational ability was definitely not inferior to the elite Vulcan Legion of the Desolate Tribe.
The Mysterious Underworld Race's confidence was evident if they wanted to slaughter 300 million cultivators with a million soldiers.
"The Chaotic Storm can't be used twice in a row, right?" Masakazu Tōno said. "Those array formations can slaughter this motley crew, but they can't slaughter the Mysterious Underworld Race. Furthermore … the Mysterious Underworld Race rarely makes mistakes!"
Masakazu Tōno was absolutely confident when he said this. The Mysterious Underworld Race's army had the strongest organizational ability in the entire universe.
They could transmit all their orders to tens of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions of soldiers in a very short period of time.
Furthermore, they could allow every part of the army to carry out tactical orders. This was a strong organizational ability that required the commander to be sufficiently strong.
At the same time, it also required the standard of the soldiers under them. A situation like the three Universal Civilizations, where they were like a sheet of loose sand, would not happen to the Mysterious Underworld Race.
Ye Tianze frowned slightly and said, "You made a mistake. You told me about the Mysterious Underworld Race's movements in advance."
"So what if you knew?"
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