Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1773: 996: Pursuing the Nightmare Army, News of Battle Spreads Throughout the System!

“Senior, I am deeply grateful for your efforts in treating the Emperor’s Son. Having already committed my essence blood and soul spirit to this cause, I shall now lead the charge to hunt down the Black Sun Evil Army and those treacherous rebels. We must show them that our Ten Thousand Demon System is not made of clay!”

“I shall join the hunt as well! Senior Heavenly Ghost, we appreciate your tireless assistance. All military commanders in West Pole Town at or above the Half-step Heavenly Venerate level, step forward and follow me into battle!”

The Eastern and Western Demon Emperors let out thunderous howls, immediately mobilizing their most elite Half-step Heavenly Venerate War Generals.

They understood clearly that the Black Sun Evil Army and the ten-thousand-strong rebel force were formidable opponents. Since the enemy had already been fleeing for some time, only troops at the Half-step Heavenly Venerate level possessed the speed required to overtake them.

To ensure success, the Space-Time Altars belonging to both the Eastern and Western Demon Emperors were activated.

The Heavenly Ghost, recalling the instructions left by Mo Peng, snorted coldly. “Humph, do you truly believe you can catch and defeat them on your own? The numbers of the Black Sun Evil Army and the rebels are equal to your own. I have already clashed with that evil army and memorized its aura. Follow me and my disciples; we shall lead the pursuit while you provide the necessary support!”

As he projected this cold spiritual will, a clone manifested beside the Heavenly Ghost. Even this single clone radiated a combat power that dwarfed that of the Eastern and Western Demon Emperors.

“We thank you, Senior. Your immense kindness will not be forgotten. We will ensure the Emperor’s Son is informed of everything once he regains consciousness!”

The Eastern and Western Demon Emperors, along with the various town vassals, bowed with profound respect toward the Heavenly Ghost.

The Heavenly Ghost accepted their deference with a calm expression. Moments later, his clone summoned a massive Space-Time Altar beneath its feet. Leading a legion of over two hundred thousand Black Robe Dead Souls, he tracked the lingering remnants of the Nightmare Army and vanished in pursuit.

Following closely behind, the Eastern and Western Demon Emperors navigated their own Space-Time Altars.

As for the other rebel contingent, most realized the likelihood of capturing them was slim. Their numbers were few and comprised entirely of elites; once they triggered their Hidden Talent Secret Techniques, they would vanish into the boundless starscape like a single grain of sand in a vast ocean.

Unless a true taboo existence intervened by scrying the Space-Time River to pinpoint their location, finding them was virtually equivalent to searching for a needle in a haystack.

Even after the pursuit force departed, the remaining military forces above the Ancestor Level stayed gathered, encircling the area. None were willing to leave until they witnessed the total recovery of the Emperor’s Son.

Meanwhile, reports of this unprecedented and bloody conflict on the fringes of the nebula layer were spreading like wildfire throughout the cosmos.

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The news traveled swiftly, soon reaching deep within the nebula layer.

At that moment, the Demon Star Lord had arrived at the system's most prosperous base, a hub where the most diverse tribes and species congregated. Above this region, the immense Sea of Destiny hung heavily in the sky.

Within those waters, the instruments of fate moved with the grace of dragons, swimming freely through the Sea of Destiny. There also stood a colossal Destiny Stone, spanning tens of billions of meters, which was gradually reshaping itself into a magnificent Fate Altar.

In truth, it could no longer be called a mere Destiny Stone; it was the prototype of a Fate Altar. Should the Ten Thousand Demon System continue to expand, this stone would eventually vanish, fully transforming into a genuine Fate Altar with the power to pulverize entire stars.

This was the reason why ascending the Fate Altar was synonymous with becoming a true taboo existence.

Those taboo entities who lack a Fate Altar are not considered complete; they are typically referred to as Quasi-taboo.

The terms Quasi-taboo and Half-step Forbidden Peak are frequently used interchangeably, as the gap in their combat prowess is minimal. Both have refined their Dimension Heart to absolute perfection. The primary distinction lies in whether they have survived the starry sky thunder tribulation of the Dimension Realm.

It was rumored that even the Black Three Gods and the previous Demon Emperor had reached this lofty height. However, without a Fate Altar, they remained unable to truly ascend to that ultimate realm.

A Fate Altar is fueled by the collective faith, telekinesis, fortune, and destiny of billions of subjects and powerful beasts. To stand upon a Fate Altar is to be bolstered by the combined spiritual and karmic weight of countless lives.

Consequently, a taboo existence fighting from a Fate Altar does not struggle alone; they are supported by the strength of billions of tribes and vast military armadas. Furthermore, the Altar itself is a living thing; as the tribes beneath it grow in number and strength, the Fate Altar’s power increases proportionally.

This explained why the dominant Star Nebula Great Clans, even if they possessed the resources to build several, chose to focus on perfecting only one or two. This concentration of power allowed them to exert overwhelming dominance over other taboo existences.

At the Demon Star’s primary encampment, the Demon Star Lord radiated the terrifying pressure of a Half-step Forbidden realm. He maintained the stern image of an Iron-blooded Army Commander before the gathered Exotic Beast Tribes, while his gaze drifted toward the towering Destiny Stone that was becoming a Fate Altar.

Looking at that stone, his eyes betrayed a flicker of raw ambition and avarice. It was natural, for no Half-step Forbidden expert lived without a hunger for the Fate Altar. It was the ultimate symbol of supreme authority and martial might.

However, just as the Demon Star Lord turned his attention back to the gathered beasts, one of his clandestine commanders burst into the area, ignoring the risk of exposing his identity.

The messenger landed like a streak of light, shouting urgently, “Star Lord! The Black Sun Evil Army has launched an assault on the outer nebula layer! The Emperor’s Son moved to block them, but his current fate is unknown. Many vassals from the outer territories and the Demon Emperors are showing signs of shifting their loyalty toward the Emperor’s Son!”