In Li Fan's perception, as the exotic beasts held their ritual, the drifting heavenly providence deep within the wilderness began surging madly toward the summit of the black obelisk tower.

It was like a vast storm vortex. Lightning and thunder flashed without cease, and the sky itself grew dark and oppressive in response.

Seeing this, Li Fan tried to use the Xuan Bird Feather to contest for ownership of the heavenly providence. The result was obvious—a completely futile effort. Compared to a mere single feather, the black Xuan Bird atop the obelisk tower was the true master of this Beastkin World.

Under that immense pull, Li Fan could even faintly sense the heavenly providence he had already absorbed into his own body slowly being pried loose, as if it were being plundered...