Chapter 480: Campaign! Hundreds of Billions of Great Xia Mad Dogs About to Be Unleashed! Terror of the Ten Thousand Races!

Not far away, Feng Wu gently nodded.

In that moment, her eyes glimmered with deep and wise brilliance, as if she could perceive the changes of the world.

Her nod was not just a gesture of agreement, but also a calm and rational judgment of the current situation.

After a brief pause, Feng Wu voiced her analysis and conclusions.

"In the current complicated situation, there is no need to rush to intervene, better to observe quietly and decide when the time is right."

In fact, in this world where great power is concentrated in individuals, the position of the strong is supreme, and their words are the law.

After all, power determines everything.

Survival of the fittest, with the strong preying on the weak.

Strength is the weight that determines everything, and it is the key to holding absolute authority.

This truth is simple yet cruel.

"Fist" is synonymous with "Power."

Those whose power is strong enough to shake the heavens and earth possess the ability to change the world and dictate the fate of others.

The reality behind this is like a sharp sword, piercing the heart, yet it forces one to respect and helplessly accept the game rules of this world.

Meanwhile.

In various hidden outposts, the silently infiltrated Mainline Human Race powerhouses.

Also received these latest messages in a short time.

They either meditated alone in cultivation chambers or gathered beside various courtyards.

At this moment, all faces were sullen, and their eyes were burning with anger.

The intense dissatisfaction and indignation from deep within their hearts seemed to transform into invisible shockwaves.

Instantly, they penetrated the barriers of space, spreading to every corner.

In no time, curses echoed one after another, waves of angry shouts.

Like rolling thunder, these erupted from these secret places, soaring skyward.

"Bastards! How dare they consider our Mainline Human Race as backward and regard themselves as advanced systems! Nonsense! Absolute nonsense! This is an open provocation and insult to our dignity and strength!"

A mighty Ninth Grade powerhouse clenched his fist, causing the surrounding space to tremble.

His words were sharp as a knife, breaking through the quiet night sky in no time.

Not far away.

"How outrageous! We of the Mainline Human Race are leaders and exemplars for the Human Race; other branches should learn from us, never have we suffered such humiliation!" Another white-haired elder, with trembling beard and eyebrows, blood boiling.

His voice, though old, was like a great bell, resounding in all directions.

Additionally, elsewhere, similar words appeared.

"For mere branches of the Human Race to be so arrogant and self-important!"

"Damn bastards! They truly don't regard our Mainline Human Race!"

"A group of self-serving fools who have no understanding of the greatness of the Noble Families."

"Hmph! Idiots! Ignorant! Fools! Damn scoundrels!"

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As many powerhouses uttered these remarks, their hearts churned with caution and fear.

All sorts of negative emotions spread silently yet intensely, like a cold tide in the dark night.

In everyone's eyes, a shared flicker of prudence and hesitation glowed.

As if facing a vast unknown, a dark forest, they grew more fearful of the Great Xia Human Race with each deeper exploration in recent times.

At the thought of certain pieces of information, their faces showed uncontainable shock.

Like having glimpsed molten lava beneath a dormant volcano, seemingly calm on the surface but containing a power capable of overturning the world.

Indeed, as they learned more about the Great Xia Human Race, the uneasiness and vigilance within them spread like wild vines.

The war potential of the Great Xia Human Race is no ordinary force to contend with.

Should a full-scale conflict erupt, they, as the mainline, would also feel unprecedented pressure and oppression.

If official war broke out, it would only maintain a stalemate for a short while.

Afterward, they'd be gradually weakened and eventually crushed and destroyed in the irresistible torrent of war.

In contrast, whether in numbers, average strength, or backup forces, they are completely overwhelmed.

After all, if the strength of the Noble Families of the Mainline Human Race were enough to resolve Great Xia in one stroke, they would have attacked long ago.

There would be no need to infiltrate and attempt to break it from the inside.

Upon receiving this news, many powerhouses from the Mainline Human Race immediately sent people to relay the information back.

Currently, the greatest fear is having the Mainline Human Race's position discovered by Great Xia.

By then, while the lower-tier commoners wouldn't face much, the Noble Families wielding power might suffer devastating blows.

In the meantime, as Lin Ping'an releases the Human Race, the entire Great Xia Human Realm begins to stir with hidden currents.

Meanwhile, in other vast regions of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, various Exotic Beast Races were still mired in their struggles and daily battles, unaware of this impending storm.

Unaware of the tempest about to unfold.

Hundreds of billions of Great Xia Humans, like a dormant volcano, have rapidly accumulated a power capable of overturning heaven and earth in a short time.

And now, they are about to burst forth like a group of enraged beasts, breaking free of their chains, rushing out madly.

The moment this torrent flows into the Mountain and Sea Realm, the winds of change will follow.

In short, hundreds of billions of Great Xia mad dogs are about to be unleashed.

Two days later.

At this critical moment concerning survival, various Sect Families of the Mainline Human Race swiftly gathered in their grand halls.

Faced with an unprecedented catastrophe, they discussed countermeasures with grave countenances and deep thoughts.

In each magnificent hall, the atmosphere was so tense and oppressive it was almost suffocating, as if even the air carried unspoken worry and urgency.

Those young disciples, not yet fully aware of the situation's severity, involuntarily sensed the strange atmosphere.

Between their routine cultivations, they would occasionally glance at the closed door, eyes filled with doubt and unease.

Attentive ones could also detect the stern expressions of their elders and hear the deep discussions emanating from the depths of the halls.

Even sensing the heavy pressure seeping from the halls' interiors.

Like a looming cloud, seeming to foretell impending doom.

Though the exact reason remained unknown, this intense sense of crisis was like an invisible wave, quietly sweeping over everyone's heart.

The entire Sect and Noble Family forces fell into an anxious atmosphere.

"Damn those branch natives, fight them to the end, we the Mainline Human Race, will not fear those guys!"

"Hmph! A bunch of ants! Dreaming of overturning the sky! I suggest uniting all sects and noble families, launching a collective decapitation action, making them understand what can and cannot be provoked."

"Cough, cough... A head-on collision isn't wise! Better to provoke some arrogant types, let them take the lead."

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