Apocalypse: Infinite Evolution Starts from Attribute Allocation

Brightmoon Highland.

"Roar!" The barbarian beast awakened.

Its massive body descended upon this once lofty terrain, now devoid of memories.

Yet, it instinctively felt comfort and contentment.

Surveying the surroundings, it called out for companions.

But there was no response.

The desolate Brightmoon Highland stretched endlessly.

"Moo!" The barbarian beast suddenly sniffed the air as if catching a familiar scent.

A feeling of closeness washed over it, bringing a sense of comfort from within.

Sniffing around, it moved forward.

From above, Wang Ye observed the barbarian beast's actions with keen eyes.

His hunch was correct.

Barbarian beasts were innate beings born in higher dimensions, bearing traits akin to divine and fierce beasts.

Their perception was extraordinarily sharp!

What was it sensing?

Others of its kind?

There was none here, yet the barbarian beast unmistakably sensed something.

"The aura of Chiyou Star is deeply etched into the flesh of this barbarian beast." Wang Ye had learned from the knowledgeable Venerable Hang.

The Strength race were the masters of these barbarian beasts!

Each member of the Strength race raised a barbarian beast as a companion and steed from a young age.

What was the barbarian beast seeking in the Brightmoon Highland?

Its master!

This sensing transcended time and space, surpassing distance.

No matter how concealed the Strength race was, the barbarian beasts could still sense them.

"Moo!" Suddenly, the barbarian beast halted and emitted a joyful call.

It raised its limbs in jubilation. But in this region, emptiness prevailed with nothing around.

In an instant...

Chi! A dimensional crack tore open.

A pair of massive, muscular arms appeared!

They brimmed with sheer strength as they descended upon the barbarian beast's head!

"Moo..." The barbarian beast revealed an affectionate expression, seemingly wanting to nuzzle the giant hands.

Peng! Its head was crushed.

A surge of terrifying energy erupted in an instant!

It devoured all energy within the barbarian beast's body.

Between the hands, it seemed like a dreadful black hole, instantly annihilating the energy!

Slash!

The barbarian beast's flesh was violently torn asunder.

The large hand clutched the blood-drenched Barbarian Heart, preparing to withdraw into the dimensional crack.

Peng!

A dominating force surged!

It shattered the dimensional crack!

Descending from above, Wang Ye unfurled his sky wheel wings and wielded the Perish Saber!

It was a forceful rending!

"No wonder we couldn't find it." Wang Ye summoned the True Treasure Temple.

A spectral temple manifested in the void, unleashing vast energies!

Rumble! Destruction of energy!

The spacetime secret realm began to collapse!

Brunel's secret realm constructed using the optimal spacetime secret techniques at the double perfect realm was exceptionally concealed.

Not to mention himself, even the Supreme Yi Xiu would fail to locate it.

The great path of spacetime was the Sky race's forte!

His mastery was truly outstanding!

However, once exposed, it could be forcefully unraveled!

Supreme Yi Xiu easily overpowered Brunel in this manner.

When matter and energy reached sufficient strength, they could obliterate everything!

Even spacetime itself!

"Boom!" A powerful and domineering force erupted from the shattered spacetime secret realm!

The Strength race, hidden within, appeared before him!

Their stature was taller and more robust than the Dark race, akin to a divine bestowal, brimming with immense strength!

Their physical bodies seemed to embody the mysteries of the great path of material!

Their cells pulsated with vitality, fueled by an endless wellspring of dimensional energy!

Such was the indomitable Strength race, dominating and supreme!

Peng! A clash like steel on steel.

Wang Ye and the Strength race man collided head-on!

This was his first taste of pure strength, surpassing all expectations!

His own body felt like rough-hewn iron ore, endlessly refined and honed!

But the Strength race's physique was a celestial gift, naturally perfect like an ancient gem treasure!

Moreover, their martial techniques of the saint path were as ingenious as they were profound in concept!

Transfiguration!

Divine Origin Nirvana!

Wang Ye's battle spirit surged as he unleashed a potent assault!

Was the Strength race formidable?

They were still no match for him!

Infused with white dragon blood and empowered by the transfiguration, his combat prowess was unmatched!

His dragon soul gleamed brilliantly, Dragon Breath unleashed with innate energy, Dragon bright thunder burst thundering down!

Though their fusion of matter and energy might not match the divine treasure's Two-headed Four-arms!

Yet, with the augmentation of sky wheel wings, his mastery of spacetime surged!

Now, his combat prowess was even more comprehensive!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Wang Ye engaged in fierce combat with the Strength race man.

He faced a peak Venerate with Eternal power without yielding an inch!

Skybreaker!

Wang Ye executed his mightiest strike!

The optimum-grade Skybreaker condensed the innate great path of the primordial soul, revealing its divine prowess!

The endlessly powerful Strength race was forced to retreat!

...

A chilling wind swept through.

In the shattered spacetime secret realm.

Wang Ye and the Strength race man stood facing each other, ceasing their battle.

Because both knew well that their strengths were evenly matched, neither could gain the upper hand.

"Who are you?" The Strength race man's voice boomed like thunder, his towering figure commanding the space.

"I am Ye Wang from the Nether Ancestral Realm," he declared.

"I'm Ayra," the man replied calmly, looking down at Wang Ye with a hint of admiration. "You're quite remarkable. But we are not adversaries."

"Brunel, who dealt with you, is dead," Wang Ye stated bluntly.

"He suspected he wouldn't escape the second realm," Ayra responded calmly. "But he managed to relay the message back to Ancestral Star."

No wonder he fled so swiftly.

It turned out that he had completed the mission.

"We are rivals with the Hidden Ancestral Realm," Wang Ye stated. "If you choose to collaborate with them, I will expose your whereabouts. There will be nowhere for you to hide."

Ayra looked at Wang Ye in surprise. "What benefit does this hold for you?"

"I destroy what I cannot obtain," Wang Ye replied.

Ayra remained silent.

"However, if you tell me everything I want to know, I can pretend none of this ever happened," Wang Ye added.

Ayra nodded. "Go ahead, what do you want to know?"

"What deal did you strike with the Hidden Ancestral Realm?" Wang Ye asked directly.

Ayra met Wang Ye's gaze and after a moment, responded, "An alliance with the Sky race to confront the Dark race."

"How did this alliance come about? What are your plans?" Wang Ye pressed further.

"It's just a preliminary intention, a verbal agreement. There's no concrete plan at the moment." Ayra admitted.

Wang Ye couldn't help but doubt his honesty. The Strength race looked straightforward, but clearly, they were quite calculating.

"Why did you return to the high-dimensional cosmic?" Wang Ye asked next.

"For revenge," Ayra answered with unmistakable hatred in his eyes. "We aim to annihilate the Dark race."

Wang Ye stared at him, sensing a deep-seated animosity between the Strength race and the Dark race.

"It seems you won't tell me if this is your deal with the Hidden Ancestral Realm," Wang Ye remarked wryly. "Since you intend to ally with the Sky race, why limit your contacts to just the Hidden Ancestral Realm?"

"You can choose to believe it or not," Ayra replied calmly.

"Next question," Wang Ye continued without pressing further on the alliance. "If you plan to cooperate with the Sky race, why enter the second realm?"

Ayra chuckled. "This is our home. If not here, then where?"

"But this is now a dead star, a high-dimensional battlefield claimed by the Dark race, forcing even the Sky race to retreat," Wang Ye pointed out. "With your vendetta against the Dark race, aren't you concerned they'll wipe you out?"

"Haha!" Ayra laughed confidently. "We, the Strength race, have long moved to the Primitive Cosmic Sea. The Dark race can do nothing to us!"

Wang Ye scrutinized him, sensing Ayra had come prepared for their return to the second realm, despite his reluctance to divulge details.

"How many Strength race experts have you brought here?" Wang Ye inquired persistently.

"We do not betray our comrades," Ayra responded firmly.

"Then there's more than just you," Wang Ye concluded.

Ayra fell silent.

They were acting separately.

What were their intentions?

What was their ultimate objective?

Not only had they entered the second realm, but they were headed straight for its core.

It seemed like they were plotting something.

Could it be that the second realm still held secrets?

Did only the Strength race know about it, while the Dark race had occupied it for countless eras?

"One last question." Wang Ye glanced at the somewhat impatient Ayra and asked, "Have you encountered the Spirit race?"

"No," Ayra replied without hesitation.

"Alright." Wang Ye nodded.

"Are you done questioning me? Please help me repair the spacetime secret realm."

Wang Ye reached out his hand.

Ayra was puzzled.

"A reward." Wang Ye added, "I won't do it if the price is too low."

Ayra inwardly cursed, "You were the one who destroyed it! Shouldn't you be the one fixing it?"

Seeing Wang Ye about to turn and leave without caring about him at all, Ayra quickly shouted, "Alright, what do you want? I have high-grade life treasures that are rare in the high-dimensional cosmic."

"Do you think I need that as an Eternal?" Wang Ye looked at him.

Ayra replied, "...You will need it in the future."

"That's for the future. I need something usable now," Wang Ye said.

"Alright, I'll give you a low-grade ancient gem treasure." Ayra sighed softly.

Swoosh! Wang Ye produced a basket.

He raised an eyebrow, indicating Ayra should inspect it himself.

Ayra's expression turned odd.

Had the Strength race been away from the high-dimensional cosmic for too long?

Why were things so different from before?

"Then I truly have nothing to offer you," Ayra frowned.

"You do," Wang Ye said, looking at him and twirling his fingers. "For example... something unique to the Primitive Cosmic Sea, not found in the high-dimensional cosmic."

"A divine item?" Ayra quickly understood. He hesitated for a moment.

Then he took out a ball-shaped object, black and gray with a strange energy, and handed it over.

Wang Ye reached out and accepted it, star core energy surging.

"Valued at 10,000 evolution points. Do you want to exchange for it?"

"No."

Wang Ye wondered, "My goodness, trying to cheat me with a counterfeit? This idiot was too crafty!"

"You lack integrity." Wang Ye threw it back and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Ayra called out repeatedly. "I grabbed the wrong one. It's this... Chaos Cloud Ink."

This time, the ball-shaped object he retrieved was transparent in color, saturated with powerful black energy.

It was not an ordinary item.

"Valued at 1 million evolution points. Do you want to exchange for it?"

"No."

"Do you think I'd be interested in something worth only a tenth of a chaos spirit stone?" Wang Ye looked at Ayra, then tossed it back to him.

Ayra widened his eyes, taken aback.

How could this Eternal know so much?