This is a region of ancient wilderness, vast beyond measure, where distances of dozens to hundreds of miles are commonplace, so vast that a regular person would not be able to traverse it in a lifetime.
Here lie the Million Mountains, with ancient forests stretching endlessly, adorned with massive lakes, where countless demon beasts, ancient beasts, and fierce beasts dwell, full of primordial wilderness atmosphere.
A dinosaur as large as a little mountain runs, its back bearing divine wings, tearing through mountains, one of the overlords of the Million Mountains.
There is also the Roc circling the heavenly universe, its wings spread wide enough to blot out the sun, snatching an ancient elephant not much smaller than a little mountain, tearing it apart in mid-air, showering blood rain.
A demon flower awaits to devour a gigantic demon python, while a demon flood dragon continuously spirals around the mountains, swallowing the essence of the sun and moon, beginning its dragon transformation...
Everything proves that the Million Mountains is a place of peril.
The Human Clan shines with remarkable feats wherever they go, in the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms, the Ancient God Continent, or the mysterious Ancient Emperor Continent, always among the strongest of races.
Just at the edge of the Million Mountains, a group of people dressed in coarse beast hide clothing is rampant.
They are all burly and strong, with well-developed muscles, making them appear powerful, some even reaching a height of one zhang, resembling small giants, wielding weapons like wolf fang clubs, bone spears, large hammers, and massive bows, moving through the mountains as if on even ground, causing the mountains to echo.
This is a team from a Barbarian Tribe, formidable in strength, entering the Million Mountains to hunt ancient beasts.
In the distant mountains and forests, a giant tiger roars angrily, while a black eagle soars, with various demon beasts, fierce beasts, and ancient beasts lurking, full of crisis.
But with the strength of this team, ordinary demon beasts are simply scorned, not hunted; their target is more powerful ancient beasts.
Soon, they spot a giant bear, as massive as a little mountain, with five gigantic snake tails, quite terrifying, belonging to the ranks of regional lords.
"Elder, shall we strike?" Someone quietly asked the one at the forefront, an elder with some gray hair yet still burly and tall, carrying an air of authority, a highly respected figure in the tribe, naturally one of the skilled experts.
The tribal elder gazed distantly for a few moments, made a gesture, and commanded, "Strike, deal with that giant bear!"
Over a hundred Barbarian Warriors did not shout in unison to avoid alerting the giant bear lord.
Simultaneously, the elder had already taken action, wielding a massive bow, over one zhang in length, made from the bones of unknown giant beasts.
The elder bends the bow and nocks the arrow, a thick bone arrow pulled taut, the mighty bow drawn as if in full attack, excessively powerful.
The bone arrow instantly transforms into a blazing white light, shooting forward.
The bone arrow’s power is unparalleled, bringing a whistling gale, with incredible speed. While the giant bear lord is strong and quick to react, the thick bone arrow swiftly penetrates one of its arms, exploding, showering blood and flesh, a horrifying sight.
The giant bear lord roars in pain, shaking the mountains and valleys.
"Quick, strike, kill it, we mustn’t let it summon companions." The elder commanded sternly; the Barbarians had already moved when the elder fired, deftly maneuvering within the mountains like mountain monkeys, rushing toward the giant bear.
Though the giant bear lord is wounded, as a Beast Domain lord, it’s still powerful, and tightens the muscles around the wound, stopping the bleeding.
Its five water tank-thick snake tails open their blood-red mouths, attacking the Barbarian Warriors, capable of snapping a giant tree embraced by two people easily. Dıscover more novels at 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝙣𝙚𝙩
However, the Barbarian Warriors are exceptionally strong, wielding giant axes, swords, wolf fang clubs, etc., all charging forward, each possessing innate divine strength, striking fiercely, tearing through mountains, not a difficult task, with greater numbers, launching a fierce battle against the wounded giant bear lord.
The satisfied elder stands at a distance, focused, repeatedly bending the bow and nocking arrows, each bone arrow shooting like a long rainbow, successively severing the giant bear lord’s five snake tails.
This is a group of Barbarian Warriors dwelling in the wilderness, exceptionally strong, each with innate divine strength, capable of tearing tigers and elephants barehanded, terrifying beyond measure; the giant bear simply isn’t a match for them, and despite its strength, it cannot fight so many alone, soon becoming lifeless.
The elder approached, looking at the corpse of the giant bear lord as large as a little mountain, smiling and said, "Barbarian youth, you’re responsible for carrying this Five Snake Bear back; after hunting some more beasts, it’s about time to return."
A Barbarian youth, standing a zhang tall, stepped forward, effortlessly lifting the giant bear lord’s demon body.
Suddenly, the sunny skies plunged into pitch-black darkness, countless thunderbolts surging and flashing, thunderous and skyward.
It felt like countless demons wailing and creatures howling, creating a terrifying scene.
All the present Barbarians changed their expressions.
Because it was previously a sunny scene, how did it suddenly become this horrific scene, making hearts tremble with fear.
A thick bolt of lightning struck, directly shattering half a gigantic mountain ahead, scattering debris.
Afterward, countless thick bolts of heavenly thunder shot down from the heavenly dome, tearing through layers of space, causing mountains and valleys to shake violently, dust soaring skywards.
"Is it the wrath of Lord Barbaric God, or the Divine Land in the Million Mountains roaring in anger, punishing us for killing the Five Snake Bear?" Several Barbarian Warriors tremblingly speculated, filled with fear and reverence, believing they angered the Divine Land of the Million Mountains.
The elder reprimanded, "Stop talking nonsense! Lord Barbaric God wouldn’t punish us. Even the Divine Land of the Million Mountains couldn’t punish us, as Lord Barbaric God will protect us."
The furious winds howled, more seriously, the heavenly dome brimmed with rolling thunder, thunderous and sky-high, deafening thunderous noises reverberated continually, all spirits shivering, shaking in fear.
Even the most ferocious beast kings deep within the Million Mountains are filled with dread, not daring to roar at the sky.
"Elder, look quickly, there’s someone there."
A Barbarian Warrior shouted, just at that moment, the heavenly universe was torn open by a wide spatial fissure.
A figure fell downwards, traversing through countless thunderbolts, struck by blinding lightning, swept by storms, yet not shattered, body intact, crashing into a mountain, collapsing half the mountainside.