Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1733: 975: The Grand Kaiyuan Banquet and the Sirius System

Following the transmission of the Twelve-winged Dream Butterfly’s spiritual will, a thunderous roar of approval erupted from the various military groups stationed across the globe.

While the cheers from the Blazing Angel Army Group and the Flame Angel Army Group were notably more subdued, they remained orderly. They understood clearly that the era of their dominance had long since faded into history.

Shortly thereafter,

The Twelve-winged Dream Butterfly, the Lonely Wolf Emperor, the Roach Emperor, the Serpent Emperor, and Red-tailed rose in unison. Together, they hoisted the Star Sky Battle Flag toward the Sea of Destiny, allowing the banner to snap boldly in the wind at this monumental moment.

The soul patterns on the flag, which had once represented only the Wolf Pack Civilization, had been transformed into four massive new characters!

Sirius System!

This change did not signify a renaming of the Wolf Pack Civilization itself, but rather a new designation for the entire Stellar System under their dominion!

No longer would this realm be known as the Hao Ri Star System; it was now the Sirius Star System.

The appearance of these four soul pattern characters brought a sense of gravity and solemnity even to the Great Star Nebula Clans.

This was because a small nebula named Sirius existed at the fringes of the Blazing Nebula!

Though small, that nebula was unified and possessed the potential to ascend into a true star nebula, wielding terrifying power. Consequently, seeing the "Sirius System" name led many great clans to speculate about a potential connection to the Sirius Nebula.

However, the various exotic beasts of the Wolf Pack Civilization were not concerned with such theories. As the Star Sky Battle Flag fluttered, the collective morale of the civilization reached an unprecedented peak.

The synchronized howls of nearly two trillion soldiers from the various military groups reverberated, filling every corner of the Earth.

As the atmosphere surged to its zenith, the Twelve-winged Dream Butterfly acted with total generosity. Following the Wolf Lord’s instructions, nearly the entire fortune harvested from the Radiant Sun Star was dedicated to this grand feast. These rewards were bestowed upon every exotic beast in the military groups and all visiting factions, distributed according to their Cultivation levels!

This overwhelming feast of fortune swayed the hearts of many small factions and independent exotic beasts who had been wavering, solidifying their desire to pledge allegiance to the Wolf Pack Civilization.

In this new era of the Stellar System, conflict and upheaval were no longer tolerated. As the Wolf Pack Civilization expanded into every corner, any who remained outside their order would eventually face a reckoning!

The celebration of fortune continued for several months.

Such duration was standard for a superpower. Due to their massive scale, everything—aside from sudden blitzkriegs or surprise maneuvers—was inherently complex and time-consuming.

The feast proved highly beneficial for the exotic beasts, with many achieving temporary breakthroughs in their Cultivation. After all, they were consuming sixty to seventy percent of the total fortune of a Level 5 Star Overlord power.

If converted into Luck Stones, this resource would be valued at tens of trillions.

Despite the Radiant Sun Tribe enduring the turbulence of a bloody war for over half an era, their remaining fortune was still immense. Even the portion that other star nebula clans had fought over and condensed was worth seven to eight hundred billion—equivalent to two entire ordinary stellar systems.

This was the magnificent foundation expected of a powerful star! It explained why the Jupiter Empress had been willing to gamble everything on total domination; capturing the Radiant Sun Star meant every stake risked would return the most lavish rewards.

Su Lin’s decision to release such vast resources served two purposes. First, it was a generous reward for the Wolf Pack Great Army that had fought under him for centuries. The fortune essence and exotic plants were specifically intended to heal the internal lingering injuries of these battle-worn beasts. Su Lin required a Wolf Pack Civilization that was agile, fierce, and predatory—not one hobbled by old wounds. He was never one to withhold deserved rewards.

Secondly, these resources were meant to pacify the newly integrated Blazing Angel and Flame Angel Army Groups, as well as the various observing forces and lone powerhouses. Resources remain the most effective tool for securing loyalty and stability across vast armies.

As long as these new additions and neutral parties remained peaceful in the near future, the Wolf Pack Civilization could focus on true development. Stability was Su Lin’s primary objective, and no amount of resources was too great a price to pay for it!

Once the initial feast concluded, the Wolf Pack Civilization initiated a comprehensive bestowment of rewards.

For this phase, the civilization utilized the flesh and blood of the countless fallen warriors and powerhouses from past conflicts. However, this biological material had been refined by the Sea of Destiny, stripping it of its original appearance to avoid triggering the trauma of the surviving beasts.

In ruling such an intelligent and vast kingdom of species, Su Lin understood that he could not rely solely on his world-shattering combat prowess and prestige; he had to manage the psychological and social aspects of his rule as well.

As the comprehensive bestowment began, every member of the Wolf Pack Civilization—old and new—waited with bated breath.

Within any organization, there are things more alluring than mere resources: power and status.

This was especially true within the Wolf Pack Civilization, where a rigid hierarchy existed and a deep-seated reverence for authority was ingrained in every beast. Even the members of the Blazing Angel and Flame Angel Army Groups watched in solemn silence, knowing this event would define their future rank within the hierarchy.

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The Little Lone Wolf directed two Beta Wolves to transport the remains of Meng Hu. Meanwhile, the massive corpse of the Mad Thunder Skyhawk was assigned to ten Hai Wolves; its frame was so gargantuan that fewer wolves would have found it impossible to move.

The Little Lone Wolf declared that the Mad Thunder Skyhawk was for Su Lin’s personal consumption. Su Lin agreed; such high-quality flesh was a rare find, and he had no intention of sharing it with the other lead wolves. Their levels were too low to safely process the immense energy contained within the Skyhawk, and Su Lin himself required vast amounts of Variant Species flesh to fuel his own upgrades. He would not squander such a potent source of power.

Su Lin led the pack forward, their movement like a rolling storm. The tremors of their passage nearly cracked the ice, and the surrounding flora swayed in their wake as the White Wolf Pack surged toward the Land of Adventure.

Local predators hid in the shadows, their eyes fixed on the passing silhouettes of the White Wolves. They felt a pressure so overwhelming it left them paralyzed with fear. Had it not been for their wild, predatory instincts, many would have knelt in submission right then and there.

High-level variant beasts sensed the massive energy fluctuations and peered out to see the pack. At the rear, they witnessed several White Wolves struggling under the weight of the mysterious, glowing corpse of the Mad Thunder Skyhawk.

The residual power within the dead Skyhawk had not yet faded. Even for the strong White Wolves, transporting it was an arduous task. The sight filled observing variants with awe and wonder.

What kind of entity could slay a creature as powerful as the Mad Thunder Skyhawk and then parade its corpse so openly toward the Land of Adventure?

Amidst the shock of the onlookers, the White Wolf of supreme power appeared. He moved faster than the eye could follow, a blurred white specter using No Trace. By the time they could focus their vision, he was already standing atop a distant ridge, letting out a sky-piercing howl to guide his pack into the frozen depths of the Arctic.

This image became a permanent fixture in the memories of those who witnessed it. That silver-white silhouette would haunt them forever. To them, that White Wolf was the pinnacle of strength—an unfathomable power with a gaze that could freeze the soul.

This was the true definition of a powerhouse.