Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1715 - 967: Radiant Sun Tribe Collapses, Emperor’s Son Surrounded!

Previously on Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf...
The Wolf Lord and the Lord of the Radiant Sun have reached a desperate stalemate, with both combatants pushing their bodies and spirits past their breaking points. Despite the Radiant Sun Lord’s attempts to reach his home star and achieve Stellar Integration, he was intercepted by a relentless barrage of Heaven-Sent Foils. This overwhelming assault shattered his physical form and left his spiritual will wavering, even as his loyal tribe members launched suicidal counterattacks to save him. Seizing the moment, Su Lin overdraws his remaining energy to trap the broken remains of his rival within the Twelve-color Star Refining Furnace. As the furnace begins to refine the ancient overlord’s essence, the Radiant Sun Tribe falls into a state of total collapse and frantic retreat.

Upon witnessing Lord Hao being suppressed, the colossal military force of the Radiant Sun Tribe either fell into a state of absolute frenzy or collapsed in despair.

A massive army, numbering at least a quadrillion, spontaneously coalesced into a fierce battle formation and launched a desperate charge toward the Wolf Lord.

"Kill! We must save Lord Hao!"

"Kill! Lord Hao, we are always by your side!"

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Driven by a suicidal determination, their momentum was so great that even the Wolf Civilization Army, already engaged in a scattered pursuit, could not hold them back and were forced to yield.

Observing this display, a violent crimson light ignited within Su Lin’s gaze.

As an emperor who had clawed his way to the top from the very bottom of the beast kingdom, he was not one to be intimidated by such frantic bravado.

If these soldiers of the Radiant Sun Tribe were so devoted to their master, they could simply follow Lord Hao into the afterlife; otherwise, they would undoubtedly spark rebellions across every corner of the system in the future!

"Kill! No matter how many come, I shall slaughter them all! Twelve-winged Dream Butterfly, hand me the Falling Star Bow!"

Su Lin unleashed a thunderous howl as a hundred Heaven-directed Foils materialized once again behind his back.

Simultaneously, he reached out to take the Falling Star Bow held by the Twelve-winged Dream Butterfly.

He favored this weapon because its focused lethality and its capacity to shatter battle formations, arrays, and even entire planets were extraordinary—in specific scenarios, it was every bit as deadly as a foil-level weapon.

Su Lin had prepared for this very moment when he previously acquired three hundred Shattering Star Arrows.

Boom!

Utilizing his immense spiritual soul force, Su Lin pulled the Falling Star Bow wide, forcibly saturating it with fifteen-colored divine light. The bow instantly began to drain the surrounding power of the starry sky and the various laws of shattering stars.

Within moments, twenty-six Shattering Star Arrows streaked across the firmament in every direction!

Like twenty-six bolts of unstoppable, indestructible lightning, these arrows tore through any Radiant Sun Tribe battle formation they encountered!

Even elite divisions consisting of billions of Ancestor-level warriors or tens of millions from the Heavenly Boundary—units capable of enduring multiple strikes from half-step taboo experts—were utterly decimated by this assault.

Because the Wolf Lord’s own combat power was at the half-step taboo level, augmented by the Shattering Star Arrows, breaking the enemy ranks was a simple task!

However, despite shattering the formations, these arrows were not designed for mass slaughter, so the actual body count from the arrows themselves was limited.

Nevertheless, after forcibly unleashing twenty-six arrows and nearly exhausting the fifteen-colored glow surrounding him, the Wolf Lord’s spiritual will remained consumed by an annihilating intent: "Kill! Wolf Civilization, pull back! Today, I shall offer you a feast of death! I will trample the trillion-strong army of the Radiant Sun Tribe under my feet and forge eternal glory for our Wolf Civilization!"

Acting on this spiritual command, the hundred-plus Heaven-directed Foils hovering behind him were slammed down toward various points on the battlefield!

They struck in every direction, leaving no stone unturned.

Even within the Blazing Nebula, over a hundred Heaven-directed Foils represented a force capable of destabilizing an entire realm!

If deployed correctly, they could wipe out armies numbering in the trillions or tens of trillions of Ancestor-level combatants.

With the Radiant Sun Tribe’s formations already fractured, the timing was perfect.

A hundred foil-level killing devices detonated across the field, transforming the area into a landscape of gore.

Infused with the destructive essence of the Starry Sky Will, the Heaven-directed Foils were terrifying weapons; as they descended, countless exotic beasts vanished into the void without even having time to scream.

Eventually, this sector of space was left with nothing but raging storms of Heaven and Earth Force, the Power of the Starry Sky, and vast rivers of Spirituality Essence and Essence of Flesh and Blood.

The explosion of these hundred foils, combined with the previous destruction, created an energy storm so massive it literally tore the starry sky into a state of ruin.

This was the true meaning of shattering the heavens.

Even the monumental conflict occurring around the Radiant Sun Star felt the impact of this unprecedented energy surge.

The ancients of the Radiant Sun Tribe, still locked in a bloody struggle on the star against several Star Sky Mother Ship Groups, witnessed the devastating foil-level blasts. As they watched their kin fall in waves and felt the presence of the Lord of the Radiant Sun growing faint, they wept tears of blood.

Many were filled with confusion: how had the Radiant Sun Tribe been pushed to such a desperate state?

During the previous conflict led by the Emperor’s Son, perhaps the loss could be blamed on the cruelty of the Wolf Bandits, the interference of Jupiter, or other variables.

But this time, the Emperor Lord himself was leading the charge!

They had committed their full strength—tens of trillions of troops—a force nearly equal to that of a preparatory Star Nebula Great Clan.

By all logic, such a military force should have easily conquered three ordinary star systems.

Instead, they were being crushed!

They were on the verge of losing their very home world!

"Hahaha! This is a tragedy beyond words! Truly, I do not understand why my Radiant Sun Tribe fights like this. Is this our destiny? Does the Starry Sky Will truly wish to eradicate the Radiant Sun Tribe?"

An ancestral guardian of the tribe howled in grief, blood streaming from his eyes.

Despite his despair, he led his followers in a mad charge toward the command ship of a Star Sky Mother Ship Group, hoping to use their own bodies to block the devastating Star Energy weaponry.

Just as he reached the main ship, a Peak Venerable, marked by the symbols of the star and moon, manifested above him!