The Humans, the Barbarians, the Star Barbarians, the Fire Tribe, the Shadow Tribe, the Ancient Demons, the Holy Spirits, the Evil Spirits, the Aquatics, the Wood Tribe, and so on were like ants around the black mountain. There were even a few powerful monsters that appeared out of nowhere.
Fang Yun suddenly had an illusion that he seemed to have entered the long river of time because under normal circumstances, he could not see so many races gathering.
In particular, those monsters were controlling the mountain island to devour the black mountain. This was even more absurd than the Barbarians sitting in school and reading the "Analects of Confucius" seriously.
Fang Yun could not figure out if those monsters had entered from the outside world or if they had seized someone else's island after waking up from the treasure mountain.
Not only were there many creatures here, but they were also very chaotic. Many of them were devouring the black mountain while fighting.
The battle was basically Fang Yun's 2 battlefields.
The Evil Spirits and the Holy Spirits in the Holy Burial Valley were fighting each other. On the other side, the Barbarians, who were the masters of all realms, were fighting against the other races. The monsters were focused on devouring the black mountain and did not participate in the battle at all.
Fang Yun took a closer look at the 4 monsters. In ancient times, they were known for being shrewd and sinister. Among them, the Hundred Faces Bird was the most famous. Its body was like a cloud, and it could change into hundreds of images. Furthermore, it would have the abilities of whatever race it turned into. It was just that some of its abilities were slightly weaker than those of the Origin Race of the same realm.
The Barbarians and Demons were relatively rational, so the battle was not tragic.
There were 10 Rulers on the Barbarians' side, and their opponents only had 6 Rulers. However, with the powerful Ancient Demons of the Fifth Realm, they did not have the upper hand.
The Evil Spirits and the Holy Spirits were different. They were natural enemies, and both sides wanted to devour each other to strengthen themselves.
Moreover, there were many races in the Holy Burial Valley, and the resentment between them was deep, so the battle was even more tragic.
The number of Evil Spirits and Holy Spirits far exceeded that of the Barbarians, Humans, and other outsiders. Among them, there were more Evil Spirits than Holy Spirits.
Fang Yun saw two familiar Holy Spirits of the Mountain Range. They were both Sovereigns that he had seen in the Holy Burial Valley. Furthermore, they had used the power of the Mountain Saint to help him kill his way into the Splitting Moon Lake and obtain the Saint's Finger.
In the end, Fang Yun's gaze fell on a foreign race.
The foreign race's body was a 600-meter-long centipede. It had hundreds of pairs of legs, but its head was a human face.
The Human-Faced Centipede was a peak-level alien.
Previously, when the Ancient Demons and Demon Barbarians represented the most intelligent creatures, they were called Demon-Faced Centipedes. Before that, they were called Dragon-Faced Centipedes.
No one attacked it at all. It was lazily lying on the mountain island, allowing the mountain island to slowly devour the black mountain.
Fang Yun imprinted every living being and every mountain island in his mind. Fortunately, he discovered that there was no mountain island that was taller than him, but there were more than ten mountain islands that were only three to four hundred feet shorter than him. The height above the water was more than two hundred feet.
Fang Yun saw that the five great scholars of the human race had already set up the Five Great Mountains with extremely strong defense. There was no danger, so he was relieved.
In the beginning, Fang Yun was close to 600 li away from them, and no one noticed him.
When Fang Yun was about five hundred miles away from the black mountain, some of the powerful creatures scanned the area where Fang Yun was, but they didn't see Fang Yun.
Fang Yun estimated the distance and stopped sailing in a straight line. Instead, he maintained a distance of about 250 li from the black treasure mountain. He planned to sail around the mountain and find a suitable place for him.
Fang Yun did not want to be involved in a big battle. If he showed up, those Rulers would likely attack crazily, and the powerhouses of the allied forces would not protect him with their lives.
Fang Yun looked into the distance. The black treasure mountain was not a single mountain, but a mountain range in the sea formed by many mountains. The bottom of the mountain was connected to the bottom of the sea, and the highest mountain was more than 33 kilometers long.
Slowly, Fang Yun discovered that there was a certain pattern to the battlefields of the various races.
Powerful Rulers fought in the same area with opponents of similar strength, while the various races below Rulers gathered together to fight. Both sides maintained a basic tacit understanding. Otherwise, the battle would inevitably turn into a battle where the Rulers from both sides slaughtered the enemy who were not Rulers, and the final battle would begin. This was not what the Rulers from both sides wanted to see.
Fang Yun slowly circled around and determined that the cross section of the mountain was similar to a rhombus. The battlefield of the Demons and Barbarians was on the south side of the mountain, while the battlefield of the Evil Spirits and Holy Spirits was on the west side. There was a mountain between the two sides, and they did not communicate with each other. Only from Fang Yun's direction could he see both sides at the same time.
Fang Yun thought about it. Since the Humans were not in danger, and the allied forces of the various races were not at a disadvantage, there was no need for him to rush over. Thus, he planned to go around the battlefield of the Evil Spirits from the west and go to the north of the mountain, which was further away. There should not be any Demons and Barbarians who knew him there, so it would be relatively safer.
After confirming the route, Fang Yun began to avoid everyone's vision and went around. His gaze was glued to the black treasure mountain.
The black treasure mountain was too big. Even the blue mountain had sealed a Dragon Tooth, which was close to a Ruler. If there was also a Ferocious Creature sealed in this treasure mountain, it must be a Saint.
Fang Yun carefully sensed it, but he did not detect any Ferocious Intent, and the beast skin did not have any strange movements. This meant that at least until now, no Ferocious Creature was alarmed.
Looking at the huge black treasure mountain, Fang Yun had a bad premonition. He felt more and more that the opening of the Holy Burial Valley was like a signal, a signal that the world would be in chaos.
The more this was the case, the more anxious Fang Yun was, and the more he wanted to gain more in the Holy Burial Valley.
"No matter if it's me or the Humans, we need enough treasures to face the upcoming chaos!"
Fang Yun's gaze finally became firm for some reason.
Before, Fang Yun's mentality in the Holy Burial Valley was 70% to save his life and 30% to fight. Now, it was 50% to save his life and 50% to fight.
Fang Yun pondered as he sailed. He roughly determined that there were only a few races that came near the black treasure mountain at the beginning. When facing such a precious treasure, they would definitely not attack at the beginning and would peacefully devour the treasure mountain. However, as the number of races that came increased, the people that had conflicts with each other would start to insult and attack each other. Finally, it involved their respective camps, and now, it was out of control.
Fang Yun saw many strange treasures from their battles. The style and crafting methods of those strange treasures obviously had ancient characteristics. It meant that they had a lot of gains in the Gods Bestow Mountain and Sea.
"If I don't work hard, my advantage will get smaller. Fortunately, that Dragon Tooth had been sealed for hundreds of thousands of years, and its strength had decreased greatly. Let alone it, even if I was sealed for hundreds of thousands of years and suddenly faced an enemy, it would be the same. The enemies won't be so weak after this. "
Soon enough, Fang Yun had already bypassed the battlefield of the Ferocious Spirits and Saint Spirits and arrived at the north side of the mountain.
Fang Yun looked over and saw that there were no humans, demons, and barbarians on the north side of the mountain. There were only a few foreign races, Ferocious Spirits, and Saint Spirits. There were no Sovereigns here, and it seemed like all the Sovereigns were fighting on the other two sides.
There was also a massive Ferocious Creature.
That Ferocious Creature was sprawled on a mountain island like black mud. It had completely covered the platform on the top of the mountain island, and its body was even drooping on the mountain slope.
Fang Yun revealed a strange expression. This Ferocious Creature was called Turbid Mud, and it was very famous. The Turbid Mud's combat method was very simple. It would pounce on the enemy and pester them. If it could drill into the enemy's body, it would do so. If it couldn't, it would stick to the enemy's body.
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