Spirit Stones, Divine Stones, Zhang Xiaohao had already consumed these while on Earth. Even if the Spiritual Power contained within them was violently overwhelming, they couldn’t cause him any harm.

Since the other party had this intention, Zhang Xiaohao naturally wouldn’t let their goodwill go to waste, even if the other party was a Barbaric Beast without spiritual intelligence.

At that moment, Zhang Xiaohao picked up a Spirit Stone, tossed it into his mouth, and crunched a few times before swallowing it.

Roar!

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao consume the Spirit Stone, the Barbaric Beast nodded in satisfaction and then walked to the side.

Soon, the pile of Spirit Stones in front of Zhang Xiaohao was finished.

As for the feeling, it was just as expected, tasteless and definitely not delicious.

Half an hour later.

Boom boom boom!!!

The ground outside trembled, and in a visible spectacle, a massive Barbaric Beast Army rushed crazily towards this direction. The leading beasts exceeded five hundred zhang in height, and there were not just one or two, but dozens of them. Among them, one beast was even more terrifying, reaching nine hundred ninety zhang in height. Its colossal stature blocked out the sun, akin to a towering giant tree. Terrifying Evil Qi erupted from its body, sweeping towards the surroundings.

Behind them, countless Barbaric Beast Armies followed, a vast dark mass many times larger than the original group. Within dozens of breaths, this incoming horde merged with Zhang Xiaohao’s current Barbaric Beast Army.

Zhang Xiaohao simply watched this scene quietly, took out a cigarette, and lazily lay on the ground smoking. His massive body puffing on a cigarette appeared quite comical.

After the two vast groups of Barbaric Beast Armies merged, they stayed here for about two hours. Then, low growls of the Barbaric Beasts echoed again, and the massive horde rose from the ground, continuing to march forward.

Despite his reluctance, Zhang Xiaohao stood up from the ground and followed amidst the endless Barbaric Beast Army, moving forward.

Pushing ahead relentlessly, this Barbaric Beast Army understood not the need to turn, merely advancing forward.

Whatever blocked their path, they would make way through mountains by smashing hundreds of massive iron fists forward, leveling even the largest peaks. As for rivers, regardless of how deep they were, their enormous bodies would simply walk through them.

After marching for another half a month, they encountered a second wave of people.

Ahead lay a small village. It was desolate; seemingly aware of the incoming Barbaric Beast Army, everyone had fled long before.

The Barbaric Beard Army did not stop. When encountering food, they ate it. Where there was none, their massive bodies crashed forward, rushing towards the front.

The deeper they pushed inside, the more villages, small towns, and small cities they encountered. Yet inside these villages, towns, and cities, everything was desolate, devoid of any sign of human life, with residents having long evacuated.

Just like the colossal city they encountered before, acting as a barrier, with its fall leaving nothing substantial to protect the heartland.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, three months had gone by.

During these three months, more than a dozen waves of Barbaric Beast Armies had arrived one after the other, joining Zhang Xiaohao’s Barbaric Beast Army. By now, Zhang Xiaohao’s army was truly boundless and endless; the horizon unreachable and filled with an infinite Barbaric Beast Army. Judging by the numbers, they were not short of ten million, likely numbering eight or nine million.

Among them, over a dozen Barbaric Beasts exceeded a thousand zhang in height, emitting a sky-shattering pressure from their bodies, engulfing the surroundings.

Throughout these three months, Zhang Xiaohao followed the Barbaric Beast Army, nurturing his mindset. Initially yielding no results, but once he fully immersed himself within this Barbaric Beast group, effects began to appear. Though weak, Zhang Xiaohao noticed his previously chaotic mind slowly shedding its flaws with the ordinary life experienced in these days. It had a cocoon-breaking and rebirth effect, albeit too weak. Truly achieving this rebirth demanded a long journey.

However, one pleasantly surprising aspect was that his previously stagnant cultivation was showing signs of loosening.

"Just what do these Barbaric Beasts intend to do? We’ve traveled nearly ten million kilometers and still continue forward?" Zhang Xiaohao wondered in confusion.

Roar roar roar!!!

Suddenly, the leading Barbaric Beasts erupted in furious growls, and immediately, the advancing Barbaric Beast Army halted.

A massive Barbaric Beast, towering over a thousand zhang, swung its enormous Wolf Teeth Mace, hundreds of zhang long, violently ahead.

Boom boom boom!!!

The ground shook, and under the hit from this massive Wolf Fang Club, the area within tens of miles directly cracked open, forming massive abysses.

Beyond these, formations and traps lurking ahead shattered under this violent strike.

As the surrounding Illusion Arrays broke, an enormous city emerged in Zhang Xiaohao and others’ vision. The massive city spanned nearly a million kilometers, and possibly more.

On this gigantic city were three gold-embossed giant characters reading "Wind God Clan".

At this moment, standing atop this immense city were rows of cultivators, led by a unique styled elder with white hair as if already halfway into the coffin judging by appearance.

Yet, an immense pressure erupted from his body, reaching Late Stage Mahayana Peak! Just a step short of Mahayana Peak, on the verge of becoming a true peak powerhouse.

Behind him, hundreds of Mahayana Realm cultivators stood, followed by millions of cultivator armies and countless strong loose cultivators.

"Wind God Clan? It’s a middle-tier race!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

The map the Spirit King handed him documented the Wind God Clan as a middle-tier race, among the Spirit Realm’s many races, ranked medium, fairly average. Leading them was the Taichang Elder named Feng Shenzi, a Late Stage Mahayana Peak cultivator, his wind attribute divine power mesmerized, and he possessed a Fake Xuantian Treasure—Wind God Sky Shield. Apart from this, there was no further information on the Wind God Clan or Feng Shenzi.