"Descend, great Three-legged Death Golden Crow King. Your loyal children have been waiting out here for you for so long! We thirst to follow in your footsteps, to restore the former glory of the Death Crow Clan, to make this world tremble under the rule of the Death Crow Clan!"
The Death Crow leader’s voice was boiling with fervor, overflowing with infinite desire.
Wommm...
Yet as endless green branches and leaves burst from an ancient tall pine at the mountaintop, no matter how violently the mountain quaked, it could never cause fundamental damage to the Seal. That ancient pine was actually automatically repairing the damaged Seal.
"It’s useless. The great King of Xifan already anticipated that some accidents might occur here, so he left a backup plan. You... huh!?"
Just as the Tristar Vulture Elder was speaking in a sure-win, lofty tone, abruptly, with no warning, an endless Source of Darkness rose from the earth of this Ancient Battlefield and gradually gathered toward the sky.
And the ripples unintentionally caused by this Source of Darkness actually inflicted irreparable damage upon the Sanxingdui Seal within the mountain.
"No! What is this? It’s destroying the Seal. Quick! Quickly repair the Seal, hurry!"
The Sanxingdui Cluster Vulture Elder no longer had his previous composure, while the Death Crows in the sky acted as if they’d been granted new life, revering this unknown natural phenomenon in the heavens with boundless awe.
This... this must be the power of the great Three-legged Death Golden Crow King!
In an instant, the two sides clashed again. Because the majority of the Tristar Vultures were pouring all their strength into patching the Sanxingdui Seal, the Death Crows suddenly gained absolute advantage on the battlefield.
The asynchrony of time.
For Green in the other world, a great deal of time had already passed, but here only a few Hourglass cycles had gone by. The entire Sanxingdui giant mountain was shaking fiercely, and even the distant Ancient Battlefield was riven with cracks amidst the violent tremors.
"Caw caw caw caw, caw caw caw caw caw caw, you despicable lower beings actually dare to seize a world that belongs to this king. I’ll turn every last one of you into nourishment for my power of death, to wail eternally inside my body, caw caw caw caw caw caw. It’s out, it’s about to come out, just a little bit more!"
Deep within those fissures, a colossal being was exulting, thrilled at its imminent freedom.
"You pathetic lower beings have no idea what true Strength is! My wrath will wash over the world completely, awaken this world’s death and darkness memories, make all living things shiver beneath my Wings of Death, leaving behind that exquisite chorus of wails..."
The Three-legged Raven of Death was simply too excited. Nothing was more satisfying than tearing one’s enemies apart bit by bit!
One had to know, the former Three-legged Raven of Death was already a renowned powerhouse among the nearby cluster of worlds. After that war, the Three-legged Raven of Death had broken through even further, now possessing the Strength of a Level Six Creature. It was about to shatter the Seal and welcome its new life.
The Sanxingdui Seal was collapsing; the Xifan World’s will was weeping—weeping amidst the feral laughter of the Three-legged Raven of Death!
"Th-this is the power of the Three-legged Death Golden Crow King. There’s no one left in this world who can stop it. Even if the great King of Xifan were reborn, he could no longer halt it."
The Tristar Vulture Guardian Elder, feeling that despair-inducing Strength from distant memories, could not suppress his trembling. Tears streamed down his withered face.
"This world is about to once again usher in a Dark Age. There is no one left who can stop it..."
Suddenly!
Just then, high above, a vast will descended and cut across the enormous battlefield.
"So it’s you. So you’re in this world cluster? How fascinating! Jie-jie-jie-jie-jie..."
The voice was curious and delighted, extremely excited.
Caw!?
In the dark fissures underground, the eyes of the Three-legged Raven of Death, along with those of countless Tristar Vultures and Death Crows, shifted in unison, staring toward that gigantic ring of light and darkness where an eye several kilometers across had suddenly appeared. Next, that terrifying giant continually twisted and warped through Space, its form changing in ways Lower Beings could not comprehend, as it extended its upper body out of the ring, leaning against the rim and looking down upon this battlefield.
For a moment, the battlefield that had been on the brink of doomsday fell into a bizarre, deathly silence.