Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1753 - 985: Ten Thousand Demon System, Emperor’s Son Contends for the Throne

Following Qing Ming’s instructions, the supreme powerhouse of the Undead Holy Sect and Su Lin ultimately accepted the two pieces of Forbidden Level Transmission Foil Paper.

Their presence here was, after all, a matter of settling accounts and returning favors, and this particular assignment did not require them to serve as fodder on the front lines of a death struggle.

Consequently, the duo found no reason to decline!

Upon taking the items, they didn't waste time. After a quick look at one another, they departed alongside their respective followers.

Once they had cleared the Golden Sun Star System, the Undead Holy Sect’s leader glanced at the modest Starry Sky Battleship Su Lin was using and offered an invitation: "Shall we travel to the Ten Thousand Demon System as one? We are more than nine thousand light-years away; a standard Starry Sky Battleship would spend tens of thousands of years making that journey."

Su Lin observed the massive Space-Time Altar under the other’s command and gave a nod of approval. "Very well, I appreciate the gesture!"

Behind the leader of the Undead Holy Sect stood three hundred thousand Black Robes.

These Black Robed figures functioned like a unified Heavy Weapon. Not only did they block divine soul detection, but they also constantly absorbed ambient energy to maintain a shimmering, transparent Soul Armor.

Even powerful subordinates like the Black Gold Demon Ape and the Twelve-winged Dream Butterfly were unable to gauge their true combat potential.

Only Su Lin, utilizing the Dimensional Truth, was able to estimate the sheer might of this legion of high-level Venerable undead.

Among their ranks were over a dozen Peak Venerates and even two Peak Heavenly Venerates.

It was clear that the resources previously poured into them had resulted in peak-level power!

The martial strength of these followers was formidable, certainly eclipsing the group of Dream Guards he had brought along.

Furthermore, the Space-Time Altar beneath them was a hundred times more advanced than the ones previously used by the Radiant Sun Tribe.

This indicated that every space-time jump would cover greater distances while supporting a much larger payload of energy and lifeforms.

Once they were aboard the altar, the leader of the Undead Holy Sect merely appraised the strength of Su Lin’s team without prying into their affairs.

Within the organization known as "Unspeakable," asking about a member's history was strictly forbidden.

An investment mark did more than just track an investor's location; if the taboo was violated, the mark would glow as a warning, alerting the "Unspeakable" Squad Leader immediately.

"Even utilizing this Space-Time Altar, it will take centuries to reach our destination. Let us use this time to establish some ground rules for our cooperation."

Having handled many such missions, the Undead Holy Sect’s strongest member sent a pulse of spiritual will after observing Su Lin’s group for a moment.

"That is acceptable. As the senior here, please lead the way," Su Lin replied, showing no resistance.

The powerhouse from the Undead Holy Sect then laid out three conditions:

First: We shall use code names or aliases throughout the duration of the mission!

The Undead Holy Sect leader took the name Heavenly Ghost, while Su Lin picked the alias Wolf Peng on a whim!

Second: Roles must be clearly assigned; should any issues arise, the responsible party must handle the cleanup entirely.

Third: We must maintain constant communication, move as a unit, and finish the objective swiftly without seeking unnecessary trouble.

These three stipulations were standard practice for joint operations within "Unspeakable."

To veteran members, these were simply unwritten laws.

The Undead Holy Sect leader only voiced them because Su Lin was a newcomer to their ranks.

Once Su Lin agreed to the terms,

The massive Space-Time Altar began its slow, rhythmic activation.

As the process began, the eighty thousand Dream Guards and three hundred thousand Black Robed undead simultaneously activated their Heavenly Boundary Armor.

Traversing the void via a Space-Time Altar subjects the body to the crushing pressure of concentrated space-time energy.

Only those who have ascended beyond the Nine Heavens can remain unaffected by such forces.

As the altar hurtled through the dimensions toward the Ten Thousand Demon System,

Su Lin and his counterpart reviewed the mission data, strategizing on how to best influence the struggle for the throne.

During their talk, Su Lin discovered they would not be supporting the Emperor’s Son of the Ten Thousand Demons System under the banner of "Unspeakable."

In the eyes of the Blazing Nebula, "Unspeakable" was merely a platform for trading treasures and heavy weapons or a hub for information.

Instead, they would operate under the guise of the Heavenly Destiny Clan.

It was now obvious that the Heavenly Destiny Clan, a top-tier power in the Blazing Nebula, was a secret and major partner of "Unspeakable."

This realization caused Su Lin to view the cold-blooded "Unspeakable" organization with even greater caution and respect.

There was no doubt that "Unspeakable" was a titan, perhaps equal in depth to super-powers like the War Clan, the Heavenly Clan, or the Shadow Clan.

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Su Lin also recognized that this conflict had cemented his tribe's devotion. He rewarded the followers who had bled for him with extreme generosity, which in turn drew even more creatures to his cause. The strength of Su Lin’s tribe would grow day by day until they became the undisputed Arctic Overlord of the frozen wastes!

After distributing rewards to the Bear and Wolf Clans, Su Lin turned his attention to Tiffany and Sander. He had already guessed that these two humans would side with the Wolf Clan simply to survive.

Planning to use them as his public representatives, Su Lin provided them with significant resources, gifting them 200 pounds of meat—enough to sustain them for quite some time.

Sander and Tiffany were stunned by the gesture, their hearts swelling with appreciation for the White Wolf. They hadn't expected such a bounty just for participating in the fight.

Sander thought back to his life in the Human Fortress, where he was a low-ranked nobody subjected to constant mockery. In a world where resources were vanishing, precious Variant Species Flesh was reserved for the New Humans of the elite class. For someone at the bottom like him, such food was a fantasy, making him even more certain that he had made the right choice.

Tiffany, meanwhile, had been nothing more than a disposable asset for the Fortress leaders. Like many others without power, she was cannon fodder to be tossed aside. Having spent so much time in the Arctic without a single rescue attempt from her own kind, her heart had turned to ice. Seeing that she could earn fresh Variant Species Flesh through service to the Wolf Clan, both she and Sander reached a silent conclusion.

Su Lin saw the sincerity in their eyes, which fit his plans perfectly. He knew that in this collapsed Ice Age civilization, even a small act of kindness could buy eternal loyalty. It was a bargain Su Lin was more than happy to make. His eyes flashed with a strange light.

What kind of mighty being could slaughter the Mad Thunder Skyhawk with such ease and then flaunt the carcass so boldly toward the Land of Adventure?

As the local Predators watched in awe, a majestic White Wolf appeared. He moved with such incredible velocity that he was nothing more than a ghostly white streak to the naked eye. Suddenly, the White Wolf stood atop a far-off ridge, letting out a sky-piercing howl as he led his pack further into the heart of the Arctic...

This image was burned into the souls of the watching Predators, a memory they would harbor forever, always recalling that silver-white shadow.

To them, that White Wolf was the most terrifying and magnificent entity they had ever seen; his power was beyond comprehension, and the disdain in his eyes inspired a primal, unshakable fear!