As the Ronin suffered a crushing defeat, no one noticed that a black crow was circling in the sky.

Its inky wings gleamed with a strange luster in the sunlight, and its black bean-like eyes looked down at everything below indifferently, as if it was taking in the tragic battle and then transmitting it to the unknown distance.

And on the distant Skeleton Island, a gloomy atmosphere shrouds the land.

The waves kept hitting the huge black reef, splashing white foam.

In a palace built of bones in the center of the island, Wu Jin, the mastermind behind the Wu clan, was sitting on his throne made of countless skulls. In front of him was a light curtain, and the content displayed on the light curtain was exactly what the crows in the sky saw.

Wu Jin was furious when he saw the Ronin tribe suffer a crushing defeat. He stood up suddenly, and his black robe fluttered without wind.

"Trash! A bunch of trash!"

He roared, his voice echoing in the palace like thunder, causing the surrounding candles to sway violently, as if they would go out at any moment.

His already gloomy face became even more distorted because of anger, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light.

This was the first battle of their world-destroying war. It should have been a sure victory, but it ended in failure. He could not accept this result in any way.

The general Jin Dao Luosha standing beside him also frowned, and a hint of doubt appeared on his stern face.

"My Lord, the Ronin's defeat this time is full of doubts, especially regarding their leader, Takeda..."

Before he could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by Wu Jin.

"Do I even need to tell you this! How could that jerk Takeda just disappear out of thin air, leaving no trace in this world, as if he had never existed! What on earth is going on? Is there some mysterious force interfering?"

Wu Jin paced back and forth, muttering to himself, the anger in his eyes not diminished at all.

Even someone as powerful as him couldn't figure out the reason behind this!

Golden Blade Rakshasa nodded slightly and said:

"My Lord, I have searched carefully, but I have no clue. Takeda's disappearance was so strange, it's as if he never existed."

Wu Jin stopped and a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

"No matter what, this battle must not end. We have been preparing for this world-destroying war for a long time, and we must not give up just because of this one failure."

Wu Jin was unwilling to give up and waved his hand coldly:

"The Snow Tribe in the north, the Shura Cult in the west, and the remnants of the Tiger King in the south have launched an all-out attack. The plan to cause chaos has now been fully launched."

His voice echoed in the palace with unquestionable majesty.

Soon, the allied forces of the witch clan, which had been ready to move, began to invade on a large scale like a beast with its reins untied.

The northern Snow Tribe was the first to move south. They lived in an extremely cold place covered with ice and snow all year round, where the cold was enough to freeze all life.

The people of the Snow Tribe are naturally adapted to the cold. They ride giant beasts that live in the ice and snow. Every step these beasts take leaves deep ice marks on the ground.

Wherever they passed, the temperature dropped sharply, snowflakes flew all over the sky, and the wind howled, as if it was going to sweep everything in the world into this white storm.

The territory of the Immortal Clan is located on the only way the Snow Clan must take to move south.

At this time, Mu Qingxue, the goddess of the Immortal Clan, was teaching the children in the clan how to refine pills.

Inside the alchemy room, the fire burned brightly, emitting a warm glow that formed a sharp contrast with the cold world outside.

The children gathered around the alchemy furnace, their eyes full of curiosity and anticipation, while Mu Qingxue patiently explained the steps of alchemy.

However, this tranquility was soon broken.

A spy rushed into the alchemy room with a look of horror on his face.

"Lady Goddess! The Snow Tribe has left the mountains! They are heading towards us at an extremely fast speed!"

The spy said breathlessly.

Mu Qingxue's expression was stern, and she immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.

Of course she knew about the world-destroying war. A few days ago, the major sects in the Great Xia Dynasty also sent human cultivators to help them resist the impending crisis.

Now it seems that this day has finally come!

Mu Qingxue stood up, her eyes becoming extremely determined.

"Quickly gather the tribesmen and prepare to fight the Snow Tribe!"

Her voice was steady and powerful, echoing in the alchemy room.

After hearing the news, the members of the Immortal Tribe took quick action.

The warriors took up their weapons, which were engraved with ancient runes and shone with mysterious light.

These runes are the power left by the ancestors of the Immortal Clan, and can exert great power in battle.

The human monks gathered in the square and began to cast spells and set up defensive barriers.

They chanted something and waved the staffs in their hands. Rays of spiritual light shot out from the top of the staffs, blending into the surrounding air and gradually forming a layer of transparent shield.

The situation on the northern battlefield was extremely tense and war was about to break out.

In the far west, the Shura Cult also received Wu Jin's orders. Under the leadership of their leader Ashura, they began to march towards the human settlement like a group of demons emerging from hell.

The followers of the Shura Cult wore black armor engraved with all kinds of hideous patterns, as if they were evil spirits crawling out from the depths of hell.

They held all kinds of strange weapons, some were long whips with barbs, some were huge sickles, and each weapon exuded the smell of blood and death.

The remnants of the Tiger King in the south were not to be outdone. They had been silent for so long, waiting for this day!

The various monsters are huge in size, each one is as big as a hill, and they exude the aura of the witch clan.

Their fur burned like flames, their eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and when they ran, the earth shook. The trees along the way were easily knocked down by them, as if they were just fragile toys.

For a time, the whole world fell into chaos.

The human race is facing an unprecedented crisis, and towns and villages are in panic.

People fled in all directions, looking for safe shelter.

But in this chaotic world, where is the truly safe place?

Wu Jin sat on his throne, watching everything that was happening in the world, his eyes revealing madness and ambition, and he sneered and said:

"Let's make some chaos! The more chaos there is, the closer we are to success!"