My gorgeous wife Chapter 2427 - 2395: The Doomsday Beast Soul’s First Assault

Starry Universe.

Banquet Era Eighty Million Years.

Unbeknownst to all the beings of the Starry Universe, the Era-Ancient Civilization did not rush to attack, but it was the first wave of the World-Destroying Beast Soul’s assault that initiated.

After entering the Banquet Era, various genius powerhouses frequently emerged in the Starry Universe.

And similarly, in the Banquet Era, the benefits were not only gained by the cultivators of the Starry Universe but also by the World-Destroying Beast Soul!

During these eighty million years, the cultivators of the Starry Universe civilization have grown beyond measure, but equally, the ranks of the World-Destroying Beast Soul have become more formidable than before.

Because despite these genius powerhouses continually appearing, the World-Destroying Beast Soul has been continuously increasing its kind.

Once they seize the opportunity to corrupt these genius powerhouses, it equals them gaining another powerhouse, while the Starry Universe civilization loses one person.

With such a rise and fall, the threat of the World-Destroying Beast Soul is also growing.

What worries the powerhouses of the Starry Universe more is that in a corner of the Starry Universe devoid of any life, sporadic tremors resonate throughout the starry sky.

Only the Dao Saints of the Starry Universe know that corner is where the seal of the World-Destroying Beast was placed back then.

Once the seal is broken and the World-Destroying Beast truly awakens, it signifies the arrival of the final battle.

And now, that seal is clearly becoming weaker.

But obviously, the seal was left by the Supreme of the Starry Sky who almost reached the peak of the Founding Realm back then, and with their abilities, they simply can’t repair it.

Under such unfavorable circumstances, the first invasion war by the World-Destroying Beast Soul was launched.

In this battle, the number of participants in the Starry Universe exceeded ten billion, with the lowest cultivation level being Domain Realm, making it an unprecedentedly massive scale.

After all, it involves a colossal war affecting an entire universe and concerns the survival of civilization.

Starry Universe can only give its all!

After eighty million years of rest and preparation, the number of Source Mastery Realm Saints in the entire Starry Universe has exceeded three figures, but only after the World-Destroying Beast Soul launched this war did people in the Starry Universe realize that the number of strong individuals on the side of the World-Destroying Beast Soul was not at all weaker than theirs.

Overall, because of being in the dominant position, the cultivators of the Starry Universe were still in the absolute advantage, achieving victory in the war, forcing the World-Destroying Beast Soul to flee in defeat and hide in the starry sky again.

"Count the casualties of our corps."

Amidst the vast starry sky, countless meteorite fragments and star shards floated, along with more corpses and blood stains scattered across the sky, a slightly pale-faced man calmly spoke.

"Reporting to Lord Guangming, our total casualties number fifty million. Among them, three are from the Palm Source Realm, thirty-nine from the Heaven and Earth Realm, and the rest are from the Soul Realm and Domain Realm." Beside Guangming, a thin man with tattered clothes, stained with several shimmering blood marks.

On closer inspection, one would discover that this thin man was also a Dao Saint!

"Fifty million..." Guangming’s gaze was gloomy: "What about the other corps?"

"According to the intelligence from various lords, they should not differ much from ours, the least damaged should be Lord Yilin’s Nether Army."

"Nether Army?" Guangming was startled and, then let out a bitter smile: "What a Nether Army, seems like that kid back then was indeed someone I had my eyes on. Even though he has vanished for so many years, he still manages to leave such a substantial influence. Apart from us old folks, the Nether Army’s combat power should be the strongest among all the corps, right?"

The thin Dao Saint did not speak, keeping his eyes lowered.

Guangming apparently wasn’t expecting him to answer, his gaze rather desolate.

"That kid was born to create miracles, if he were still around, the number of our dead should be even less..."

No need for no casualties, because he knows that it’s impossible. If only... fewer people died would be good.

Because, those who died, whether from their side or the army of the World-Destroying Beast Soul, were all... beings of the Starry Universe!

"Supreme, if possible, I truly just want to go back to that time and be a soldier who only focuses on killing the enemy without worrying about anything else, rather than sitting in such a position counting the numbers that represent disappearing lives." Guangming slightly closed his eyes, feeling a bit weary.

Now, he represents the highest status of the Starry Universe, the Twelve Saints of the Starry Sky, and only leads one of the more than twenty corps of the entire Starry Universe.

Even just this, hearing the numbers of deaths reported, despite being a Dao Saint, Guangming feels somewhat suffocated.

Yet in the Seven Realms era back then, such burden was placed on the Supreme alone.

Not only that but even facing such tremendous pressure, the Supreme could still manage and orderly handle various affairs concerning the Starry Universe, and then engage in a peak duel, then successfully seal the World-Destroying Beast Soul.

Guangming finds it hard to imagine how a single person could achieve that degree.

As his cultivation grows higher, his admiration for the Supreme only increases.

Perhaps only the Supreme can withstand such pressure?

In nearly two eras, there seemed to be such a person, but he quickly vanished like a flicker.

Eighty million years have passed, and even he no longer holds much hope.

When the casualty report came, various corps’ losses were quite close, in such large-scale combat, the top-level powerhouses on both sides would engage each other, leaving no opportunity to target low-level cultivators, so the contest solely depended on the strength of each corps.

Each corps’ losses ranged in the tens of millions.

Only one corps named the Nether Army, had losses of only over two million.

Not only Guangming but other corps’ leaders also wanted to know, how the Nether Army achieved this?

In response, the overall in-charge Lin Yi of the Nether Army only said one word.

"Morale!"

In situations where the disparity between the strengths of both sides is not significant, the factor of victory lies in morale.

So, what is the source of the Nether Army’s morale?

Other corps members know that within the Nether Army, there is an ostensibly childish and stubborn habit.

Bowing to the King of the Netherworld!

And the King of the Netherworld of the Nether Army is said to be the first powerhouse who opened the current pattern of the Starry Universe, the Hongchen Ancestor Li Chen. Every cultivator who joins the Nether Army, regardless of willingness, will be instilled with feelings of worship for the King of the Netherworld year after year.

Even the cultivators with steely minds, under such long-term indoctrination and the surrounding atmosphere, will unconsciously develop some admiration or reverence for the King of the Netherworld, whether seen or unseen.

And during the pre-war mobilization, Lin Yi merely had the commanding generals tell their subordinates one sentence which instantly turned these usually cold and fearsome Nether Army personnel into frenzy.

"Kill the enemy, strive to survive, and in the future, you will still see your King of the Netherworld!"

Hongchen Ancestor, King of the Netherworld, still alive!

This message is the greatest boost to the morale of the Nether Army!