"Chiyou, although our race was defeated, do you intend to exterminate us completely?"
A roar of anger echoed from the Beastmen plane.
"Exterminate? Is that not permissible? Old Behemoth, I tell you, from this day forward, there will be no more Beastmen. However, if your Behemoth tribe is willing to surrender, I, Chiyou, can represent humanity and accept you."
"But the Half-Beasts, the Strong-Beasts, the Foxmen, and the Wolfmen, these four races must all be annihilated, leaving no bloodline. Furthermore, any Beastman of any race that has consumed humans must be slaughtered."
Chiyou's voice, filled with endless killing intent, resounded throughout all the myriad worlds.
The four races Chiyou mentioned were all stained with the blood of countless humans.
Half-Beasts and Strong-Beasts were less like Beastmen and more like monsters. These two races were not only low in intelligence but also enjoyed preying on humans, thus not a single drop of their bloodline should remain.
As for the Foxmen, all the strategic ideas targeting humans were devised by them. Of course, Lin Zhan and the young Taoist had already slaughtered most of this race, leaving very few.
The Wolfmen were even more so. They were the ones who killed the most human soldiers on the battlefield each time, and they harbored an irreconcilable blood feud with humanity.
In contrast, the Behemoth tribe, as one of the royal races of the Beastmen, had not forged a blood feud with humans.
This was because this race found humans too small to even be a mouthful, thus they did not eat humans. They were, however, quite fond of the Flying Dragons.
However, the Flying Dragons were primarily battle pets of the God race, which led to many clashes between the Behemoth tribe and humans over sustenance.
In fact, among the entire Beastmen race, only four tribes had not consumed humans. Besides the Behemoth tribe, there were the Spirit Tigers, who were acting as spies, and the vegetarian Ox-heads and Centaurs.
The Spirit Tigers were spies and mascots of the Tigermen, thus they managed to trick the Tigermen into hunting powerful spirit beasts or ferocious beasts whenever they offered tribute.
The Ox-heads and Centaurs, not only because they were vegetarians, but also because they had a slight connection with humanity during the ancient primordial era.
However, unlike the Centaurs, the Ox-heads, having stayed with the Beastmen for a long time, had gradually split into two factions. One faction, like the Centaurs, maintained their traditions and did not participate in wars against humans.
The other faction sided with the Beastmen, seeking better living environments and more resources, and thus turned their blades towards humanity.
The five million Ox-head heavy infantrymen slain by Lin Zhan in the War of Ten Thousand Races belonged to this second faction.
"Impossible, Chiyou, you are going too far! Are you not afraid of the myriad worlds' allied forces retaliating against your human race?"
Hearing the Behemoth Ancestor's words, Chiyou sneered disdainfully and said:
"Myriad worlds' allied forces? Old Behemoth, how long has it been since you left your home? The turmoil of the myriad worlds has already begun. Who will still concern themselves with your Beastmen race?"
"Forget it, I don't want to waste my breath with you, senile old man. You Behemoths should obediently stay out of the way. I won't even touch a hair on your heads. If you dare to be ungrateful, I'll skin you and use your hides to make drums, believe it or not."
As Chiyou's voice fell, the eighty-one brothers behind him instantly raised their oppressive aura to the maximum.
The Behemoth Ancestor's pupils contracted. Including Chiyou, there were three Ancestor-level beings and seventy-nine Half-Ancestor level beings.
Furthermore, these fellows from the Sanmiao and Dongyi tribes were all ruthless bandits. If they set their sights on them, the Behemoth tribe would truly be in trouble, considering that the entire Beastmen race only had him as the sole Ancestor and four Half-Ancestors.
Among the four Half-Ancestors, besides the two from the Behemoth tribe, the Lionmen and Tigermen each had one Half-Ancestor.
What the Behemoth Ancestor did not expect was that the Half-Ancestor of the Tigermen tribe was none other than the ancestor of the Spirit Tiger tribe, the spy Chiyou had sent in years ago.
Zi Qi, bringing Zhaoming and Xiangtu, the three of them swaggered over to Chiyou's side:
"Heh heh, Old Behemoth, long time no see. What's the matter, not acting tough anymore? Not threatening to kill me now?"
"You old fellow don't need to be surprised. Not only am I here, but the Iron Eater tribe has also sent someone to see you. After all this time, they all want to see if you've kicked the bucket yet."
Hearing Zi Qi's words, the Old Behemoth broke out in a cold sweat.
The Huaxia human race, the divine farmer great shaman bloodline, the descendants of the Yellow Emperor, the Gao Xin clan, Chiyou's eighty-one Sanmiao and Dongyi tribes, and the Iron Eater tribe. These were the four fearsome bandit organizations of Huaxia. Three of them had arrived this time, it seemed the Beastmen race was truly finished.
"Old Behemoth, stop worrying yourself. The one leading the army this time is the Imperial Son of our Great Shang, Lin Zhan, the one who killed the God race's Imperial Daughter and your Foxmen's Rommel."
"The Beastmen are finished. You and your Behemoth tribe should wait by the side. In two or three days, we'll be done with the slaughter. Then you can follow Old Ancestor Chiyou. Your treatment won't be bad."
On the other side, in Chiyou's Sanmiao Ancestral Court.
The bruised and swollen Iron Eater Ancestor, Tie Dashan, looked in terror at a giant bear paw emerging from the ground.
"Big... Big... Big Brother, why are you awake?"
An Iron Eater, as massive as a star and covered in scars, crawled out from underground.
Instantly, an endless aura of ferocity spread from the Sanmiao Ancestral Court to all the myriad worlds.
Numerous old monsters hidden deep within their respective territories opened their eyes and frowned, saying, "Damn it, why has that monster Tie Dadi come out? Will these myriad worlds ever be peaceful again?"
This was fortunate enough to be in the human race's ancestral court, a special plane space personally refined by Ancestor Pangu using fragments of chaos. Otherwise, it would truly not be able to contain such a colossal being.
When Chiyou was young, he had contracted two Iron Eater cubs. One was the Iron Eater Ancestor Tie Dashan, and the other was Tie Dashan's elder brother, Tie Dadi.
These two Iron Eaters had accompanied Chiyou through countless battles. Tie Dashan, being weaker, was always responsible for tasks like acting cute and extorting, and other logistical work, while Tie Dadi was the true front-line fighter.
He had already advanced to the Ancestor level in ancient times and successfully entered the Sea of Destiny, slaying four Ancestor-level beings from the myriad races. Since then, Tie Dadi's fearsome reputation had spread throughout the myriad worlds.
The reason why the Iron Eater Ancestor Tie Dashan had wreaked havoc on the myriad races without any Ancestor-level beings personally intervening to kill him was twofold. Firstly, the human race had several Ancestor-level beings guarding them. Secondly, his elder brother Tie Dadi had not yet perished.
Tie Dadi looked at Tie Dashan, who was huddled in a ball, and slapped him hard on the head, saying with disappointment, "Second brother, why are you still so useless? With the great victory in this War of Ten Thousand Races, and such a massive baptism of human destiny, how have you still not managed to reach the Ancestor level?"