Meanwhile, on a vast sacred island on the opposite side of the world, a land shrouded in dense mystical mist lay hidden from the outside world. The environment was surrounded by colossal whirlpools, spiraling endlessly as if forming a natural protective barrier, making this island nearly impenetrable to outsiders.
At the heart of this island stood a grand golden palace, an awe-inspiring structure that dominated the landscape. The entire city surrounding it was built from pure gold, its walls radiating a dazzling brilliance, adorned with sacred inscriptions of the Dragon Clan. Thousands of dragon statues lined the streets some with their wings spread wide, others roaring fiercely, their echoes shaking the very land itself.
This was the home of the Dragon Clan, a race far beyond mere beasts. They had evolved to take on human forms, yet every single one of them bore mighty dragon horns atop their heads. The shape and structure of these horns varied, a testament to their bloodline and innate power.
Deep within the golden palace, at the heart of the sacred throne room, sat a man upon the highest throne. Below him, dragon generals in their human forms knelt in unwavering reverence. Each of them radiated an aura of sheer dominance, their very presence unleashing waves of power so immense that even standing still, they caused the surrounding air to ripple violently.
Not a single soul in this chamber dared to lift their gaze toward the man on the throne. He was the sovereign ruler, the one they all served without question.
An elderly man clad in dark golden robes, appearing to be a royal advisor, lifted his head slightly before speaking in a tone of utmost respect.
"Your Majesty, the world's energy levels have surged once again. Shall we unveil the protective barrier now?"
The young man on the throne did not answer immediately. He merely tapped his fingers lightly against the armrest of his seat, as if deep in thought.
But then...
A cold mechanical voice echoed within his mind.
[Congratulations, Host! Your 187th child has been born, possessing a 10-star potential. You have received 1x SSS-tier reward box.]
A faint smile crept across his lips. His voice, calm yet carrying an undeniable dominance, reverberated throughout the hall.
"Unveil the barrier... to welcome my 187th child."
The moment those words were spoken, a wave of exhilaration swept through the entire throne room. Every dragon warrior present trembled with anticipation.
They knew exactly what this decree meant. A new child of the Dragon Emperor had been born, and perhaps just perhaps the child belonged to one of their families.
Without hesitation, everyone in the hall knelt down, their voices resounding in unison.
"At once, Your Majesty!!"
With that, they shot out of the throne room at inhuman speed, their movements so rapid that the very sky above the island trembled from the sheer surge of power.
Meanwhile, across the Mystic Forest Continent, one of the Seven Great Continents, ruled by the Beast Clans…
At the heart of this vast continent stood a colossal tree that pierced the heavens, its massive roots sprawling across the land like an empire of its own.
Beneath its towering canopy resided hundreds of millions of beasts Blazing Stallions, Thunder Dragons, Blood Boars, Sacred Horned Bulls, Golden Cattle, Emerald Serpents, Venomous Rats, Starfire Ants, Abyssal Mantises, and countless other powerful creatures.
Their power levels ranged from Emperor-tier down to the Black Iron-tier.
Suddenly, the Divine Tree stirred, its ancient branches shifting ever so slightly, and a voice that carried the weight of eternity resounded across the land.
"I shall draw upon the world's spiritual energy and grant it to you. Prepare yourselves... for the new era that is about to dawn."
The deep, resonant voice shook the entire forest. The countless beasts below nodded in understanding before letting out a synchronized roar that shook the heavens.
In that moment, the Divine Tree absorbed a monumental surge of spiritual energy from the earth.
Pure spiritual power cascaded across the Beast Empire, spreading like a raging storm, saturating the land in an unfathomable tide of energy.
Then, evolution erupted in an instant!
Some dragons ascended into Sacred Thunder Dragons, Heavenly Flame Dragons, and Void Dragons. Venomous serpents transformed into Seven-Headed Divine Serpents, Rainbow Snakes, and Abyssal Black Dragons. Sacred Horned Bulls evolved into Minotaur Warlords, and certain creatures even regressed into prehistoric dinosaurs, such as Velociraptors, Spinosauruses, or even legendary beasts beyond classification.
The sky trembled as roars of transformation and screams of rebirth thundered across the land, heralding the arrival of a new era.
Meanwhile, across the Continent of Death, one of the Seven Great Continents, ruled entirely by beast-kind, the land was a place where even the strongest of humans dared not tread lightly. Every inch of this domain reeked of bloodlust and pulsed with an ominous aura of death.
Atop a towering mountain peak, amidst howling gales and swirling mists, a ferocious roar erupted into the sky.
"ROOOOAAARRRRR!!"
A colossal white tiger let out a primal cry, its voice booming across the entire continent, sending shockwaves through the very fabric of the land.
Instantly, beasts from all corners of the region rushed toward the source, drawn by the sheer dominance of that single roar.
At the base of the mountain, an army of legendary creatures gathered in reverence. Among them were White Foxes with the Eyes of Truth, Titanic Eagles with wingspans the size of mountains, and Scarlet Flame Serpents stretching over ten thousand kilometers.
Among the assembled forces, there were also humanoid beings—the Ravenborn, clad in blackened battle armor, standing with bowed heads in unwavering respect. Beside them were giants in ancient warrior garb and other beastly races, each possessing tremendous power.
In one synchronized movement, the assembled beasts and warriors dropped to their knees, their voices merging into a single, deafening proclamation that thundered through the heavens.
"We have found our King!!"
Amidst the solemn atmosphere, a white tiger emerged from the shadows. Its appearance seemed ordinary, yet its eyes held an unfathomable depth of power and mystery.
It leaped onto the highest peak and let out a resounding roar.
"ROOOAAARRRR!!"
The sheer force of its roar shook the heavens, sending shockwaves rippling across the land, as its overwhelming presence spread throughout the continent.
Once again, its voice thundered across the lands.
"Prepare yourselves. The war for the shift of power is about to begin."
Every beast in the land raised their heads, their eyes burning with fierce determination.
"We shall not disappoint you, our king!!"
Their voices echoed across the vast wilderness, a unified cry of an army prepared for battle.
At that very moment, every continent across the world was descending into chaos.
On the Rainbow Continent, hidden within a mysterious dimension unknown to the world, lay a realm untouched by time. It was a land of unparalleled beauty, where the air was pristine, and the spiritual energy flowed endlessly like a boundless river.
Atop a towering mountain, a young man lay asleep, his posture utterly relaxed, as though indifferent to the world.
Then, suddenly, a Flame Qilin soared through the skies, radiating an aura of divine power. The moment it landed, its form shifted, transforming into a middle-aged man whose presence alone exuded the might of a Peak Emperor-tier being.
He knelt before the slumbering youth.
"Young Master, the Ancestor has summoned you."
The young man slowly opened his eyes, and within them flickered a radiance so profound that it seemed capable of piercing through all existence.
"So... it's finally begun?"
The middle-aged man nodded.
"Yes, it has."
A faint smirk played on the young man's lips before he rose to his feet. The spiritual energy that had been dormant within him suddenly burst forth, shaking the valley as though the very earth was bowing before him. He took a deep breath before asking inwardly.
"System, when will my clan reach Tier 6?"
A mechanical voice resounded in his mind.
[Condition for advancing to Tier 6 Clan: The host must have at least 10 Legendary-tier members (0/10) and 1,000 Emperor-tier members (621/1000).]
The young man smiled confidently.
"Piece of cake."
Meanwhile, on the Moon Continent
This continent was home to the Ancient Ape Clans, a race of countless primate species that had grown stronger through evolution with each passing era.
At the summit of the tallest mountain, a great ape sat upon a colossal boulder.
It appeared utterly indifferent to the world's affairs, lazily picking its nose, but deep within its gaze lay the reflection of a world undergoing rapid transformation.
And in those eyes... was a glint of amusement.