Apocalypse: Infinite Evolution Starts from Attribute Allocation

A grand harvest!

Wang Ye’s consciousness immersed, feeling that in the strongest expert of the Pudu Clan’s internal cosmic, there were too many good things!

Heavenly Dao Saint treasures, treasures of life, Chaos Fruits—such abundant external possessions.

Inheritance Secret Techniques, treasured books, and scriptures were plentiful as well!

Among them, there was even the exact Saint Body Cultivation Technique he needed the most!

The treasures possessed by this individual alone were almost equivalent to half the value of the Kenta Clan’s high-dimensional race’s treasures!

Could his own luck have exploded?

"No, the Pudu Clan had long been prepared for their inheritance," Wang Ye knew all too well.

There were no such coincidences.

This level 3 Pudu Clan’s strongest expert didn’t have any special identity either.

No young family leader, no descendant of a divine race, etc.

He was just an ordinary cosmic strongest expert!

"If I’m not mistaken, the Pudu Clan might have divided all their treasures into fourteen parts, one for each person, or perhaps the family leader has the largest share," Wang Ye thought.

"As for the Inheritance Secret Techniques, since they can be copied, I estimate everyone has a share."

"The strongest experts with greater strength probably have more of the ultimate secret techniques."

Wang Ye spread his Golden-Winged Divine Race wings and swiftly sped away.

Behind him, the aura of the strongest expert of the Netherworld Race locked on.

The moment he killed the strongest expert of the Pudu Clan, his own identity was exposed.

But it didn’t matter, the cost was bearable.

Escape was the only option!

As long as he didn’t attract the Chaos Gods, it was fine.

Wang Ye wisely chose to run towards the outside of the Pudu Cosmic.

He wanted to see whether the strongest expert of the Netherworld Race was after him, or going to attack the Pudu Cosmic.

"Don’t underestimate the Golden-Winged Divine Race," Wang Ye smiled confidently.

His pair of golden wings was also strengthened to the pinnacle of the strongest experts, with astonishingly rapid acceleration and explosive power!

Paired with the advanced spacetime innate secret technique of the Sky race in perfect realm, the Kite Spell, his speed was out of this world!

Let alone the Netherworld Race with no wings bloodline, even if they had it, it wasn’t certain they could catch up to him.

Speed, directly exploded!

"Gone," Wang Ye suddenly felt lighter all over.

Without the aura lock of the strongest expert of the Netherworld Race, the sky was high and birds were free to fly.

Whoosh! The golden wings disappeared.

Wang Ye returned to his original human form.

After all, he wasn’t sure if his Netherworld Race form had been exposed just now; it was safer to be cautious.

If he transformed into the Golden-Winged Divine Race, it would displease both sides.

Shifting to human form, at least the enemies were only the Netherworld Race.

With the Pudu Clan, they were companions.

Throughout the Pudu Cosmic, many from the Pudu Clan were evacuating swiftly.

Conversely, the Netherworld Race’s army, one in front and one behind, two legions were gradually converging, marching towards the core of the Pudu Cosmic.

Leaving from inside out, disguising himself as a human became much easier.

Not being greedy.

Wang Ye reaped parts of the inheritance and immediately withdrew.

Although he could have possibly killed a second or even a third cosmic strongest expert, the risk factor would continue to increase.

It was not necessary.

His primary goal this time was to have a taste and stop.

Not to completely plunder the Pudu Clan.

Moreover, it wasn’t possible for the treasures of the Pudu Clan to be divided evenly into fourteen parts.

He guessed that the family leader Emperor Pusui certainly had the most.

This was a prey of the Chaos Gods, not something he could snatch away.

Hmm?

Something seemed a bit off.

Wang Ye recounted the treasures of the Pudu Clan’s strongest expert once more.

The quantity was much more than he had initially thought.

"If family leader Emperor Pusui took the lion’s share and the rest was divided evenly, the Pudu Clan would be too wealthy, wouldn’t they?" pondered Wang Ye.

Could it really be an even split?

Or perhaps...

"No, if the Pudu Clan was already prepared to retreat fully and preserve as much of their inheritance as possible, nine out of ten the family leader would cover the rear," Wang Ye concluded.

The family leader would have a hard time escaping.

Connected to the Pudu Cosmic, with such a large target, it was nearly impossible to leave.

The immortals in the past had not expected to be annihilated, so they hadn’t managed to arrange for their inheritance either.

But the Pudu Clan, they were much more clear-eyed.

"This is the struggle between races," lamented Wang Ye, without any sympathy.

The human warriors of the origin cosmic, weren’t they the same?

To be precise, the Origin Race.

If you’re weaker than other races, you’re going to be beaten, you might be annihilated. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

In the beginning, who had pity on them?

This was the cosmic law of survival of the fittest.

In the past, under the control of the Dongyin Primitive Clan, the great divine races were like feudal lords, governing the East Primitive Territory, and there was a semblance of peace.

But now, it had entered into chaos.

The future would surely see the rise of multiple powers.

Until—

Finding the Dongxi Divine Pearl.

Giving birth to a new Divine King, establishing a new Primitive Clan, regaining control over the East Primitive Territory!

But no one knew how long this period of chaos would last.

Nor did they know which race would be the next to be extinguished.

The only way was to become stronger!

Continuously stronger, only then can one protect oneself!

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Core region.

"Come, let them all come!" Emperor Pusui, with purple whiskers flowing, unleashed his full aura.

With his sole power, he restrained two great Chaos Gods.

He knew that the Pudu Cosmic could not escape its destiny.

Because until now, the experts of the Human Clan Alliance still hadn’t shown up.

A fatal miscalculation.

They, the Pudu Clan, were just an outer force of the Human Clan Alliance.

High-dimensional races, without any say whatsoever.

Because they had neither supremely talented super-genius nor a powerful backing.

Most importantly, they were not of the Chaos Race.

Despite boasting allegiance to the Jade Beauty Divine Race, Family Leader Pusui knew better than anyone that they had no relationship with the Jade Beauty Divine Race at all.

It was just a move for self-preservation.

For high-dimensional races to survive was already not easy.

After exhausting all sorts of means, the result was still an inescapable fate of downfall.

What they had never expected was that the Netherworld Race didn’t care about their supposed backing by the Jade Beauty Divine Race and attacked them just the same!

Fortunately, he had made preparations.

"What a load of crap, that Human Clan Alliance! Utterly useless!" Family Leader Pusui’s veins bulged as his combat prowess soared wildly.

"Humans are just a selfish and despicable race!"

"Our Pudu Clan, inheriting the blood of the Fadu Divine Race, descendants of the Primitive Clan!"

"We will not fall so easily!"

Boom boom boom!

Family Leader Pusui erupted!

He unleashed a forbidden move with his lifeblood and using his sacred blood to break limits, he exploded with Pudu cosmic energy!

Chaos Extreme Path, Myriad Law Pudu!

The entire cosmos bloomed like an endless firework, dazzlingly bright!

As endless heavenly laws erupted, Family Leader Pusui appeared to be crazed, gambling everything he had!

His resounding voice echoed through the sky.

"Our Pudu Clan will surely rise again!"

"And dominate the Primitive Cosmic Sea!!!"

Bang!!!

...

Pudu Cosmic, Myriad Law Flourish!

Wang Ye, who was speeding away, got a jolt too.

Looking back, he could clearly feel the terrible power of the core region, with the center of the cosmos as the point of explosion, affecting everywhere!

Family Leader Pusui had gone mad.

"The Netherworld Race, they’ve suffered a great loss this time." Wang Ye mumbled to himself, feeling fortunate.

If he had been too greedy just now and stayed in the core region or even delved into the cosmic center to reap more...

It wouldn’t be just severe injuries.

It was very possible that he wouldn’t have been able to escape from the Pudu cosmos.

It had to be said, Family Leader Pusui made a correct decision.

A brave man cutting off his own arm, causing the Netherworld Race to suffer greatly, ensuring the smooth escape of the other strongest experts of the Pudu Clan, leaving behind more heritage and treasures.

It was all very well arranged.

Well, if he hadn’t intervened.

"The Netherworld Race aims to catch us all in one fell swoop."

"The Pudu Clan desires mutual destruction."

"As for me, there is never enough to take."

Wang Ye smiled.

He had set up two lines of defense outside the Pudu cosmos, waiting patiently like a hunter, for the strongest of the Pudu Clan.

It was now a matter of how capable Emperor Mu Qiushui and Wild King were.

As for himself...

"Eh?" Wang Ye suddenly blinked in surprise.

To the side, the aura of the cosmic strongest expert was rapidly approaching.

Not from the Netherworld Race, but from the Pudu Clan.

To bump into them here?

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Wang Ye and the strongest expert of the Pudu Clan collided face to face.

Not just your ordinary strongest expert, but an extraordinary strongest expert!

At least above level 4.

With such power, he could not kill him.

The inheritance he carried was out of reach.

But if it really came to a fight, Wang Ye wasn’t afraid either.

He wasn’t necessarily much stronger than his subordinate, Moon Lemon King.

"You are—?" The strongest of the Pudu Clan looked at Wang Ye in confusion, his pupils suddenly lighting up.

"Human Clan Alliance Envoy!"

"You’ve finally arrived!"

Wang Ye: ???

The Human Clan Alliance Envoy, wasn’t he killed long ago?

Oh, the Pudu Clan didn’t know that yet, did they?

"How did you recognize me?" Wang Ye’s thoughts churned, but he remained composed.

"Otherwise, how could there be another human appearing right here?" The strongest of the Pudu Clan said excitedly, looking around. "May I ask, Lord Envoy, where is the reinforcement from the Human Clan Alliance?"

"We were attacked by the Coercive God en route." Wang Ye spoke solemnly: "The losses were huge, and we are currently doing our best to strike at the Netherworld Race."

"Ah?" The divine body of the strongest Pudu Clan member shook and he said with aghast, "How could this be..."

The last hope shattered.

"We’ve already called for reinforcements from other members of the alliance as quickly as possible, but..." Wang Ye looked up, towards the tumultuous cosmic center, "I reckon they won’t make it in time."

Long sighing, the strongest member of the Pudu Clan said, "The family leader plans to sacrifice himself to save us."

Wang Ye showed a look of sorrow and nodded: "Is there anything I can assist you with?"

After hesitating for a moment, the strongest member of the Pudu Clan took out a storage ring: "This is the heritage the family leader entrusted to me, please help me pass it on to other clan members."

Wang Ye raised his head, looking at him.

The eyes of the strongest Pudu Clan member flickered with determination: "The family leader has been exceptionally kind to me, and I want to fight alongside him to the very end, to rise and fall together with the Pudu cosmos!"

With a soft sigh, Wang Ye nodded: "Okay, leave it with me."

"Wait a moment." The strongest member of the Pudu Clan showed a hint of caution, eyeing Wang Ye: "Do you have any token to prove your identity? Please don’t take offense, I just want to be more certain, after all, this is of great importance—"

Whoosh! Wang Ye took out a crystal jade from the Jade Beauty Divine Race.

Casually flashing it, he quickly put it away again.

"I apologize for the mistrust." The strongest member of the Pudu Clan nodded apologetically, then handed the storage ring to Wang Ye: "I trouble you, Lord Envoy."

"It’s nothing." Wang Ye responded calmly.

"Thank you." The strongest member of the Pudu Clan revealed a smile of relief, his figure flashed, and he soon departed.

Watching his retreating figure, Wang Ye looked at the storage ring in his hand again.

For a moment, he felt somewhat dazed.

So...

He had once again freeloaded an inheritance from the Pudu Clan?

Immersed in his consciousness, apart from more and even more precious inheritances than before, there was also a square-shaped Seal with secret engravings and totem marks all over it.

In the center was a large golden character—

Human!