This was no ordinary means—it was something only Yi Tianxing could achieve.
By harnessing the nearly infinite evil thoughts and malicious intents that filled the world, he transmitted his message instantly. As long as wickedness, negative emotions, and unwholesome desires existed, nothing could block his voice. This was a unique instinct, an innate ability granted by his identity as the Body of Ten Thousand Evils (万邪之体).
In some ways, it seemed nearly indistinguishable from a great divine power.
At that moment, not only the citizens of Xuanhuang City, but even the vast surrounding region—stretching out thousands of miles—and the powerful orc warriors assembled in Golden City all revealed grim expressions.
"That's the voice of Yi Tianxing, Lord of Xuanhuang City. He's declaring war on us,"said the Elder of the Foxkin Tribe, his eyes flashing with insight."We just received a letter from the sky. The young prince isn't dead—he's been nailed to the Iron-Blood Great Wall. This letter is to stop us from attacking human towns and villages. They want to choose the battlefield: outside the Iron-Blood Great Wall. A head-on fight."
"Well played, Xuanhuang City. Well played, Yi Tianxing. You dare threaten our beastmen? Such audacity! These humans know no fear! Do they really think their frail kind can stand against our mighty beastman race? How laughable."
"It looks like the abduction of the prince wasn't done by the humans. Someone clearly tried to frame Xuanhuang City and instigate a war, while they wait in the shadows to reap the benefits."
"Even so, Little Behemoth was nailed to the wall of the Iron-Blood Great Wall. That kind of humiliation can only be cleansed with blood. Otherwise, how will we beastmen save face? If we back down now, others will say we're afraid of the humans. The king can't afford to lose face like that."
The hall was in an uproar. Beastman warriors roared in fury. Regardless of the cause, this war was now inevitable.
Even if it was a trap, they couldn't back down.
This was the opportunity they had long been waiting for. Many of the beastman tribes had wanted to go to war with Xuanhuang City for a long time. Now that they had the excuse, they wouldn't let it pass.
"Send my orders—all tribal armies are to gather at once at full speed,"commanded King Behemoth, rising to his feet.
"Let the battlefield be outside the Iron-Blood Great Wall, just as they demand. We know their tactics now—traps won't stop us.
The Skyhawk Tribe is to watch the Great Wall's interior and surroundings closely. Report every movement, every possible trap. If we are to fight, let us make this battle one that brings glory to the beastman race!"
He had made up his mind.
The humans had declared war—they had no reason to retreat.
War must be fought.
In Xuanhuang City's domain, covering thousands of miles, countless citizens were shaken to their core.
No one had expected something so world-shaking to occur so suddenly. Peace had been torn apart, and chaos loomed.
Yet what followed was not panic—but fury. And battle lust.
In many eyes, a murderous gleam began to burn.
"The beastmen want war with us? They've gone too far. We haven't even provoked them—now they want to destroy us over some absurd excuse? Do they think we're weak?"
"We didn't capture that golden Behemoth cub. We didn't nail him to the wall. Someone framed us—and the beastmen just grabbed the excuse. They want to wipe out our city, take our land, destroy our peace. We won't let that happen. We're not the same as before. Even if they try to devour us, let's see if their teeth are strong enough!"
"Let them come! We won't be butchered like livestock. We're cultivators too. We'll fight. Even if we die, we'll die on the battlefield!"
"Xuanhuang City has never feared war. As the City Lord said—never in the past, not now, and not in the future. We'll pave our glory in the corpses of our enemies. Through blood and fire, our light will shine brighter."
"Bring it on! Who's afraid? I'm joining the army right now. So what if the beastmen have a massive army? We've already beaten other foreign races. We grew up fighting!"
Apart from a few who felt fear, most of the people burned with bloodthirsty intent.
Under the subtle influence of Xuanhuang City, a fierce energy had taken root among its people. Bloodlust had already begun to awaken. These people had learned to fight beasts, to battle foreign invaders. Now, facing a new threat, they didn't shrink back—they surged forward.
Even if they were to die, they'd die on the battlefield.
Dying while killing the enemy.
Such a scene could not be seen anywhere else.
This was a city where the will of the people and the army were united.
The people's rage was strong enough to raise waves in the heavens.
"Draw two-thirds of all garrisons from villages and towns. Send them to the military camp. Prepare for war!"
"The Hunter's Hall will post battlefield missions. Participating in city defense and enemy kills will earn merit points—exchangeable for military resources. Hidden exchange lists will be opened—items normally restricted to common cultivators will now be available."
"Sound the alarm, beat the war drums—prepare for total mobilization. Every citizen is a soldier!"
Orders flowed like a raging tide from the City Lord's Mansion.
Xuanhuang City was like a clockwork machine cranked to full speed—everything surged forward at 200% capacity.
Huang Chengyan, Jia Xu, Yang Ye, and others swiftly coordinated troop movements.
This war was one of no return.
The outcome would influence the fate of both the beastmen and Xuanhuang City. It would shift the balance of destiny and fortune.
Victory would mean seizing destiny.Defeat would mean losing it.
That night, the war drums sounded.That night, swords were unsheathed.That night, countless people sharpened their blades in silence.
War was coming—and it wouldn't take long.
"Excellent. Excellent. Excellent! So even Yi Tianxing and Xuanhuang City have a day like this. The beastman coalition—this is a force that can sweep away any race. Add in the legendary Behemoth race, and their destructive power will be even more terrifying. Let's see if Xuanhuang City can survive this."
Some forces who harbored malice toward Xuanhuang City were brimming with excitement and anticipation.
They couldn't wait to see Xuanhuang City fall.
"How could we ogres miss a war like this? Even if we don't fight, watching from the sidelines will be a blood-soaked feast. This is going to be fun."
Shouts of glee rang out from the Ogre Tribes, their voices full of bloodlust.
"Something fun at last! I didn't expect Xuanhuang City to get into such massive trouble all of a sudden. The beastman coalition—this is huge! A historic event! Countless races will be watching. Finally, it's time for me, Young Lord Kongxu, to make my name known across the Eternal Continent! My Void Sword Art is unrivaled. It's time for the world to know who I am!"
In his mountain manor, Kongxu Gongzi (Young Lord Kongxu) looked up at the moon, lonely as ever.
He wanted to recite a poem, but his literary talent was so poor he couldn't squeeze out a single verse.
Upon hearing Yi Tianxing's declaration, he trembled with excitement.
In the past, every time he went down the mountain, others had stolen his moment. This time, he wouldn't let it happen again.
"This time, I will slaughter my way through the battlefield, and use the blood of the beastmen to announce my existence to the world!"
And he wasn't alone.
In the wild lands, far from any cities or villages, countless human cultivators lived as solitary wanderers, hardened by years of battle with beasts and foreign races.
They were powerful survivors.
Normally, they only visited towns to restock supplies before returning to the wild.
Now, hearing of the impending war between humanity and the beastmen, a light flickered in their eyes.
Many began heading toward the nearest towns.
This was the kind of war that no blood-hearted person would miss. Even just watching could bring great enlightenment.
One declaration of war had stirred the hearts of countless strong beings.
Human and non-human alike.
A suffocating pressure spread through the air.
Even the moon seemed to be obscured by dark clouds.