247: Orcs, never slaves!

A cold voice resounded across the wilderness, plunging countless Orcs and Demonic Beasts into a deathly silence.

Savage River scanned the clansmen below, remaining silent for a long time.

In the past, on the Savage Beast Plane, Orcs and Demonic Beasts slaughtered each other, treating one another as food.

It wasn't until the Seven Sects of the Immortal Domain invaded that, blessed by the star core will, the two great races set aside their age-old feud to join hands against the external enemy.

Yet, in just ten years, the once-prosperous tribes had suffered heavy casualties, with more than half dead or injured.

Even one Sub-God powerhouse had fallen, and the remaining two were severely injured, forced to hide in the sunless depths of the underground.

It was only a matter of time before the entire Plane was completely occupied.

Savage River's mind raced with countless thoughts. He did not want so many of his clansmen to die, but he was even more unwilling to become someone else's War Slaves.

That hunched figure gradually straightened, and wisps of azure lightning dissipated from his body.

The powerful aura of a Middle Stage Tier 6 being covered the entire field.

His soaring Battle Intent even caused the Peak Tier 5 giant hound beneath his feet to emit a low, dull growl from its throat.

"Senior Wu... Fellow Daoist."

Savage River looked directly at Senior Wu Haiya, his voice aged but exceptionally resolute. "Our beast race has been rooted here for millions of years. The Seven Sects want to occupy our home Plane. Although the Orc race is weak, we do not fear any sacrifice..."

Finally, Savage River looked up to the sky and roared, letting out a hysterical shout: "Orcs, never to be slaves!!!"

The roar was like thunder, carrying a power that penetrated the Soul.

Countless Orcs below had bloodshot eyes, waving their weapons and roaring in unison: "Orcs, never to be slaves!!!"

"Fight! My children!"

"Even if we burn the last drop of beast blood, we must make these invaders pay the price!"

A blood-red light flashed on Savage River's body, illuminating the over one hundred thousand Orcs and Demonic Beasts below.

The next moment, he soared into the air, brandishing a totem staff flashing with lightning, and charged aggressively toward Senior Wu Haiya not far away.

The aura of the giant hound beneath his feet surged, nearing the Tier 6 level. With a roar, it lunged toward the ground.

As those Orcs and Demonic Beasts were bathed in the blood-red light, their eyes all turned crimson, and their Qi and blood surged violently.

There were even over a dozen beings who were originally at the Late Stage of Tier 5 who now erupted with auras comparable to the Peak of Tier 5.

The strength of the remaining Orcs or Demonic Beasts was all strengthened to varying degrees. Some even jumped directly from Tier 3 to Tier 4!

An aura of wildness, brutality, and fearlessness spread rapidly through the beast horde.

In an instant, the Orcs, who already held a determination to die, charged first toward the group of War Slaves blocking the front.

Blood Qi, Spells, and magic instantly filled the entire battlefield.

"Sigh..." Senior Wu Haiya let out a soft sigh, a flash of respect appearing in his eyes as he looked at Savage River.

Having fought for ten years, he had seen too many Orcs who resisted to the death or fled in the face of battle. Savage River, however, was the only Orc who had earned his respect.

A Savage Shaman skilled in using elemental powers was simply not like those simple-minded Orc warriors. Within that hunched frame lay a steel backbone that pierced the clouds.

That bloodlust technique that boosted the strength of the beast horde was perhaps this Savage Shaman's final swan song.

Waving his jade ruler lightly, Senior Wu Haiya closed in, a manifestation of his true form rising from the ground behind him, slamming a palm down onto the Air Banning Formation below.

"Boom!" The formation hidden in the Void Realm was cracked inch by inch by this single palm strike.

In just a few breaths, the totem pillars supporting the formation exploded one by one, and the Air Banning Formation dissolved into a sky full of elemental light spots.

The Flying Boats hovering in mid-air also dove straight down. Countless War Slaves of various forms leaped from the Flying Boats, charging into the beast horde to engage in melee combat.

And that giant hound nearing Tier 6 was also intercepted by a Peak Soul Transformation Sword Cultivator from the Qingming Sword Sect.

Although the Orc side still held the advantage in terms of overall troop numbers, with the addition of over a thousand Cultivators of the Seven Sects, the battlefield situation tilted once again.

But at this moment, Savage River could not care about such things.

The monstrous waves unleashed by Senior Wu Haiya's jade ruler, along with the elusive water spirit dragon within the waves, brought him immense pressure.

The battle between the two quickly ascended into the high sky, the majestic aura of their power collision dispersing all the clouds.

"Brother, another round of killing?" Lu Tao watched the battle outside the formation, his blood boiling. His injuries, with the help of high-grade Medicinal Pills, had mostly recovered.

"Good!" Su Ling laughed and was the first to transform into a bolt of lightning, shooting out and charging aggressively toward two Middle Stage Tier 5 Orcs.

The Yin Souls, having lost nearly half their number, roared out once again, but the ten thousand souls banner, situated within the formation, was madly absorbing the remnant souls dissipating around it. After a moment, the remnant souls that had been implanted with the Soul Seal surged back out to slaughter the beast horde.

Those at the Peak of Tier 5 were naturally left for the incoming Spirit Transformation Cultivators to deal with.

Regarding the right or wrong of this war, Su Ling would not consider it at all. Whether in his past or present life, the Canglang Plane, the entire Immortal Domain, or the entire Star Sea... Weakness is the original sin!

If one day the Orc race became powerful enough to shake the Immortal Domain, perhaps today's Savage Beast Plane would be the Canglang Plane of that day.

Meanwhile, wars of various scales erupted all over the Savage Beast Plane.

Beneath the plane membrane, two blood-soaked Orcs seemed to want to escape the Plane, desperately charging toward the hole in the plane membrane. However, they were firmly blocked by Ye Feibai and another Qingming Sword Sect Sword Immortal, True Lord Limu.

"Savage Stone, by acting this way, aren't you chilling the hearts of the clansmen who are resisting to the death?"

True Lord Limu slashed out with his sword, and the dark green Sword Qi struck the Sub-God of the beast race, Savage Stone, who held a strange stone axe, knocking him down several hundred zhang.

On the other side, Ye Feibai stood proudly atop a hundred-zhang-long blazing white Sword Dragon, countless Sword Qi spewing from the dragon's mouth, forcing Savage Bone, who wielded a black bone broadsword, into a pathetic state.

"Lufeng, do you really want to kill us all?" Savage Bone's green skin turned flushed, and he roared repeatedly, "Don't force me to self-destruct my Divine Soul and drag you all down with me."

Ye Feibai couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense with him. With a light tap of his toe, the blazing white Sword Dragon lunged out directly, its ferocious dragon mouth biting aggressively toward the tall Savage Bone, forcing him to retreat several miles.

"Self-destruct?" True Lord Limu sneered at the restless Savage Stone. "Go ahead and try to self-destruct; who do you think you can hurt?"

These two Sub-Gods were already severely injured and were now at the end of their rope, merely wanting to take advantage of the raging war across the Plane to flee outside the realm.

Unfortunately, the two True Lords had long foreseen this. Furthermore, even if they could escape through the hole in the plane membrane, so what? Inside the immortal ship outside the Plane, there were even stronger True Immortals stationed. The final outcome would not change at all.

As for the so-called self-destruction? If they truly had the determination to perish together, how could they have abandoned hundreds of millions of clansmen and secretly headed to where the hole in the plane membrane was located?

A wisp of Ye Feibai's immortal sense fell toward the lower right. That roar of "Orcs, never to be slaves" made him sigh softly.

Compared to the two Sub-Gods before him, that old Savage Shaman, who was only at the Middle Stage of Tier 6, was actually more worthy of the word "leader."

It was a pity that he was too unyielding. Otherwise, he could have been spared as a good assistant for the subsequent rule of this Plane.

The invasion of the Seven Sects was not meant to exterminate everyone. Under controllable circumstances, allowing Orcs and Demonic Beasts to multiply and provide more resources was the superior strategy.