Chapter 1429: Nearly a Thousand Jing Army! Three-Clan Resources and Troops!

Chapter 1429: Nearly a Thousand Jing Army! The Resources and Troops of the Three Clans!

"Your Majesty, shall we return?"

Seeing that all ten Chaos God Demons had been vanquished, Feng Luo stepped forward and asked.

"Wait a moment."

"The resources and slave troops of the Three Clans—the Primordial Spirit Clan, the Herd God Clan, and the Chaos God Clan—have already been gathered and are en route. They will arrive shortly. Prepare yourselves, and receive them."

Zhou Wu spoke.

The information he saw was exactly what the Source had transmitted.

At this moment, the Source had, according to Zhou Zhou's earlier three requests, gathered ninety percent of the assets and ninety percent of the military forces from each of the three clans, and was now en route toward Zhou Wu's current location.

As to why the Source knew Zhou Wu was here—it was because Zhou Wu had told Him.

Beyond that.

Yuan also reported that He had dispatched subordinates to gather the deities destined for the battlefield in the Ultimate Void.

He merely needed to summon them through the Ultimate Void Battlefield function, and they would appear beside Zhou Wu, or directly enter the battlefield.

Zhou Wu was quite satisfied with Yuan's efficiency.

He hadn't expected such complex matters to be resolved in just one day.

And even more remarkable—completed while Yuan's true form remained within the Ultimate Void Battlefield.

Excellent, excellent.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Upon hearing this, Feng Luo immediately bowed respectfully.

Then he waited silently for the arrival of the three great clans' armies.

Not making Zhou Wu and His companions wait long at all.

A moment later.

Three vast armies, thunderous in their might, surged through the chaotic currents and shattered the chaotic divine lightning, arriving before Zhou Wu's presence.

The allied forces of the three top-tier bloodline races.

Then, three figures radiating the aura of supreme divine beings stepped forward, standing before Zhou Wu.

"Leader of the Primordial Spirit Race—Xuan Ye, bowing to the Emperor!"

"Leader of the Herd God Race—Jiu Tian Hua, bowing to the Emperor."

"Leader of the Chaos God Race—Yan Du, bowing to the Emperor!"

The three race leaders spoke with deep reverence.

"Rise," said Zhou Wu, his voice calm and unbothered. "Tell me about your armies."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The leaders of the three clans bowed respectfully, then exchanged a glance—Pyuan Ye of the Primordial Spirit Clan spoke first:

"Report to Your Majesty, besides bringing ninety percent of our clan's assets, we have also brought forth elite warriors and deities from within our own race and from our affiliated sub-races."

"We, the Primordial Spirit Clan, have brought 256 jing of military forces, 354,120,000 spirits, 37,911 true deities, and 129 supreme deities!"

Then, the leader of the Herd Deity Clan, Jiutian Hua, stepped forward.

"Report to Your Majesty, our Herd Deity Clan has brought 217 jing of military forces, 382,990,000 spirits, 36,777 true deities, and 108 supreme deities!"

Finally, the leader of the Chaos Deity Clan, Yang Du, stepped forward and spoke with reverence:

"Report to Your Majesty, the Chaos Beast Clan has brought 197 jing of military forces, 367,820,000 spirits, 39,111 true deities, and 119 supreme deities!"

After hearing this, Zhou Wu nodded slightly on the surface, yet within his heart, he was profoundly delighted.

His original forces had consisted of 274 jing 2641 zhang 2410 billion 5057 million 9532 soldiers, 300 million 6161 million 4720 spirits, 42,407 true deities, and 165 supreme deities.

Now, with the addition of these three elite bloodline races' fallen forces, the total number stands at 944 jin 2641 zhang 2410 billion 5057 million 9532 soldiers, 14 billion 6645 million 4720 deities, 156,206 true gods, and 521 primordial gods!

This military strength—especially the number of ordinary troops—has now grown so close to the combined forces that the three top bloodline races once deployed against Him.

Even the number of deities now approaches half of what they had at that time.

Indeed.

Only through large-scale warfare could His forces and divine numbers expand so rapidly.

"Your Majesty, this represents ninety percent of the assets within our three clans. We have placed all of them into these three colossal world rings."

The leaders of these three clans now present to Zhou Wu three world rings, each one held in their hands with reverence.

Zhou Wu takes the three rings and, with a single thought, enters their inner sanctum. His brow instantly lifts in astonishment.

How vast these world rings are!

Each of these three rings, differing in form, possesses a scale equivalent to the combined volume of ten thousand great worlds stacked upon one another.

The space was truly immense!

Yet within this staggering expanse, densely packed were the varied assets of the three races!

Among them: the Heart of Mist, divine crystals, equipment, legendary artifacts, architectural blueprints, technological documents, countless books, medicinal herbs, minerals, cultural inheritances, race-specific secrets, fully constructed settlements of entire civilizations...

An astonishing array of treasures—every conceivable kind, nothing missing.

This was the sheer depth of the three most elite bloodline races, races of profound heritage.

Had it been any other race—even the highest-tier bloodline races—ten such races combined would still not match the wealth contained within a single world ring.

Zhou Wu gazed with quiet fascination at the treasures within these three world rings.

Even with his nascent willpower, just beginning to manifest at the level of Willful Immortal, he could not possibly absorb or comprehend all the contents within these rings in a single breath.

Yet he did not hasten.

For now, time was the very thing he lacked no shortage of.

And as the three race leaders saw Zhou Wu meticulously inspecting the assets within the three World Rings, they naturally said nothing to stop him, but instead remained silent and still, waiting patiently.

"Hmm?"

Zhou Wu suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, but then quickly returned to his usual expression.

This swift shift in demeanor was too subtle for any of the gods present to notice.

A moment later,

Zhou Wu had roughly reviewed the assets of true gods and above within the three World Rings, confirming everything was in order, and then carefully stored the three rings away.

He then looked up, his gaze fixed upon the three race leaders before him.

"Good."

"The assets you provided are acceptable—your forces and divine beings are also in order."

"Thus, regarding the unpleasant incidents of the past, I shall temporarily choose to forget them."

"Hope you never again do anything that would displease me."

Zhou Wu spoke softly.

"We dare not!"

"We absolutely will not do such things!"

Xuan Ye and the others breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, yet outwardly expressed themselves with trembling humility.

Zhou Wu nodded slightly.

They had all been reduced to slave races.

Plus, his own power was growing stronger every single day.

He had no fear that these people would harbor rebellious thoughts.

If necessary, he could simply eliminate them all.

His gaze fell upon the nearly thousand jing army, and suddenly he spoke:

"I may have taken most of your forces with me, but you need not fear for the safety of your race or retaliation from other races."

"You are now my slaves, representing my side and the alliance of the Prairielight Divine Nation."

"Should enemies arise, simply declare my name, and even if they are forces of will-level power, they will grant me some respect."

"Thank you, Majesty."

The three tribal leaders exclaimed with astonishment.