Chapter 329

The facts prove that, in front of Qin Chuan who had already killed twelve Second Realm Descendants, over a hundred First Realm powerhouses were still not enough.

Inside the domain sealed by Long Ji's Holy Domain Second Talent, the furious Qin Chuan needed little time before he slaughtered all the alien races.

Not a single piece of armor left.

A resounding dragon roar echoed across the battlefield where blood and qi surged to the heavens.

Accompanied by the fading of dazzling light, Xiaohei appeared in a new form above the battlefield, its body stretching a kilometer like a small hill, the blood-red armor covering its black scales surging with a terrifying aura that made hearts tremble.

Its evolution ritual required fighting desperately amidst an extremely brutal war.

At this moment, Qin Chuan naturally would not miss this opportunity.

"Clean up the battlefield." Returning to the fortress wall, Qin Chuan spoke in a low voice.

The surviving Human Race swiftly mobilized, began cleaning the battlefield, and collected the equipment left behind by the fallen alien races.

Although the Human Race suffered heavy losses, if we truly weigh it, the other five races that lost over a hundred Mythic Stage beings are undoubtedly worse off.

"The Holy Domain Second Talent's effect can still last six minutes." Long Ji looked at Qin Chuan, "After six minutes, the other races will know everything that happened here."

"It's fine, no need to hide." Qin Chuan's eyes flashed with killing intent, "It seems I was too kind after entering the Heavenly Stairway, making them think the Human Race is easy to bully."

"This Heavenly Stairway day is about to end; after returning to reality, I will discuss with Feng Yin how to counterattack."

"Feng Yin..." Long Ji sighed, "What a pity, the Mythic Stage's power and Insight Talent are both gone."

"Next, I don't know who will draw the Insight Talent."

Players like Feng Yin who are compatible with the Insight Talent are few.

Other players who draw the Insight Talent find it hard to exert its full effect.

"It's fine, the Insight Talent still belongs to Feng Yin." Qin Chuan said, producing the golden vertical pupil representing the Insight Talent.

"This..." Long Ji glanced at the vertical pupil, his expression quickly changing; when he looked at Qin Chuan again, his eyes were full of bewilderment and incomprehension.

"How did you do that?!"

"Don't ask." Qin Chuan had no intention of answering.

"... Alright." Long Ji decisively chose to stay silent, though excitement gradually appeared in his eyes.

If the talent could be retained, Feng Yin's loss would merely require re-leveling.

With the Special Affairs Group's current resource integration capacity, only one day is needed to raise Feng Yin back to the Legendary Stage.

If all goes well, Feng Yin will be able to re-enter the Heavenly Stairway tomorrow.

Other players who had their accounts deleted in this war are the same.

The vast majority of slain players were Epic Stage; such strength can be rebuilt by the Human Race in not too long.

In contrast, the five invading races.

Over a hundred Mythic Stage First Realm accounts were deleted, twelve Mythic Stage Second Realm were heavily wounded, and they cannot descend again in a short time.

This round is a huge loss.

Furthermore, judging from what Qin Chuan just revealed, this is obviously not the end.

Whoever moves against the Human Race must prepare themselves mentally for a reckoning.

Six minutes passed quickly.

With the dissipation of the Holy Domain Second Talent's effect, movement and communication inside and outside the domain are no longer blocked.

As each Mythic Stage First Realm was confirmed dead by various parties, the entire Heavenly Stairway fell into a violent turmoil.

The Human Race, having just entered the Heavenly Stairway a few days ago, actually buried all Mythic Stage beings despite the combined attack of over a hundred Mythic Stage beings from the five races!

At this moment, all races trembled——

"Not a single one came out?!"

The Moon Spirit Ancestor listened to the Purple Moon Chief Priest's report; the millennia-old composure that never showed joy or anger was instantly shattered, the nine-colored halo surrounding him fading slightly, revealing an aged and astonished face.

After taking a deep breath and doing his best to regain composure, the Moon Spirit Ancestor slowly said, "I understand."

"Ancestor, how should our race treat the Human Race from now on?" the Purple Moon Chief Priest said in a solemn tone.

"This time, the Human Race truly does nothing if it does not act, but when it acts, it is astonishing."

Even the Purple Moon Chief Priest, who had contacted Luo and Yue Li multiple times, never imagined that these two guys' strength could be this terrifying.

The Moon Spirit Ancestor fell silent for a moment, "I order all members of our clan to withdraw from the territories near the White Flood Territory and not to engage in conflict with the Human Race."

"Even the nearby territories should be withdrawn?" the Purple Moon Chief Priest's heart jumped.

"Withdraw all." the Moon Spirit Ancestor slowly said, "Mahasia, if you are of the Human Race, will you just let it go?"

"This..." the Purple Moon Chief Priest opened his mouth, then shook his head, "No."

"The Human Race won't either." the Moon Spirit Ancestor's voice paused slightly.

"The Heavenly Stairway is going to be in chaos."

"Our clan has no need to place ourselves beneath a dangerous wall."

"Yes." the Purple Moon Chief Priest respectfully said, then his tone shifted, "Ancestor, my ancestor earlier locked onto the location of the Human Race's Feng Yin."

"But now it's confirmed, Feng Yin is not the Human Race's Gatekeeper."

"Among the first batch of Human Race members who ascended the Heavenly Stairway, there were only three; after excluding Feng Yin, the Human Race's Gatekeeper can only be Yue Li or Luo himself."

"Not necessarily." the Moon Spirit Ancestor's voice had completely returned to calm, "Who can guarantee that only three of the Human Race first ascended the Heavenly Stairway?"

"This..." the Purple Moon Chief Priest's voice gained a hint of doubt, "According to the intelligence at the time, this matter shouldn't be wrong, right?"

"Eyes are the least trustworthy." the Moon Spirit Ancestor slowly said, "There are too many hidden abilities in this world; what you see may not be real."

"Ancestor... what you mean..." the Purple Moon Chief Priest's heart jolted, "Back then there was still a fourth Human Race member; that would be the true Gatekeeper."

"This is just a direction of speculation." the Moon Spirit Ancestor's voice paused a bit, "At least, we cannot be completely led by the Human Race, thinking in the direction they want us to imagine."

"Think about how our clan has treated other races over these ten thousand years."

"Understood!" the Purple Moon Chief Priest's voice became solemn, and he cut off the communication.

As the surroundings fell silent again, the Moon Spirit Ancestor slowly said, "First Realm, instantly killing seven Second Realm cultivators — even the invincible Immortal King of the ancient Immortal Race could never reach such a level."

"It's a pity I couldn't personally witness Luo's move, so I can't determine what method this human used."

"Although you can't tell, you already have a guess in your heart, right?" A voice came from somewhere unknown, faint and distant.

Upon hearing the other's words, the Moon Spirit Ancestor fell silent.

"In the past ten thousand years, I have seen the Administrator's move." The Moon Spirit Ancestor spoke softly, "Just as traceless instant kills, the Administrator could even slay the true form of the material world through the Heavenly Stairway."

"Compared to the true Administrator, Luo's methods are far inferior, but many aspects share common ground."

"After the Immortal King killed the Administrator back then, the Administrator's skull vanished." The Moon Spirit Ancestor said in a deep voice, "We've been searching for it all these years but never found it." "Now it seems the Administrator's skull is with the Human Race."

"Immortal Race, what a method."

"Now that we know where the Administrator's skull is, it's good news." The mysterious voice slowly said, "Obtaining it, we have taken a major step forward."

"But we must first obtain it." The Moon Spirit Ancestor slightly shook his head, "The Administrator's skull corresponds to the most core permission."

"Wanting to obtain it isn't that simple..." The Moon Spirit Ancestor suddenly fell silent, gazing in a certain direction.

"That guy can't hold back anymore." The mysterious voice with a hint of strangeness said, "You deal with him; I'm withdrawing."

After saying that, the mysterious voice silently dissipated.

In the next instant, a towering figure surging with terrifying power like purgatory suddenly appeared before the Moon Spirit Ancestor.

"Ponggalier, I need an explanation."

"Desos, what explanation do you need?" Facing the Half Demon Ancestor's fierce and ruthless gaze, the Moon Spirit Ancestor's tone remained calm.

"Human Race, just what is your origin?!"

The Half Demon Ancestor's voice was filled with anger, "A mere First Realm cultivator, how could they be this strong?"

"This question, I'm also curious." The Moon Spirit Ancestor calmly said, "The Human Race actually managed to wipe out over a hundred Mythic Stage First Realm cultivators — truly surprising."

The Half Demon Ancestor suddenly fell silent.

He stared fixedly at the Moon Spirit Ancestor, hoping to see some clue from their expression, but he saw nothing.

"You really don't know?"

"I have no relation with the Human Race; how would I know this?" The Moon Spirit Ancestor slightly shook his head, "My knowledge of the Human Race is no greater than yours."

"No." The Half Demon Ancestor suspiciously stared at the Moon Spirit Ancestor, "Then why do you have the Moon Spirit Clan maintain friendly relations with the Human Race?"

"Because they are kind."

Half Demon Ancestor: "?"

His gaze toward the Moon Spirit Ancestor gradually turned hostile, "Ponggalier, my Half Demon Clan may lack scheming, but we are not truly foolish."

"I came today hoping you would join us in action."

"This Race War can no longer be fought."

"The Human Race's strongest, at First Realm, can treat Second Realm as nothing; once they reach Third Realm, who among us could be their opponent?"

"We cannot sit and wait for death; we need the six races to unite and exterminate the Human Race."

"I'm afraid I can't help much with this." The Moon Spirit Ancestor slightly shook his head, "My clan is weak and not skilled in combat."

"For this matter, you other clans go ahead and do it; don't involve us."

"That probably won't work." The Half Demon Ancestor firmly stared at the Moon Spirit Ancestor, "If we don't tie you to the same boat, we fear you'll trip us up."

"I see." The Moon Spirit Ancestor showed a helpless smile, "You really misunderstood me."

"Regardless of victory or defeat in the Race War, my clan will not be exterminated, so I don't want to wade into this muddy water."

"When you clash with the Human Race, my clan will remain a passive observer."

"You'd better follow through." The Half Demon Ancestor let out a low hum, "I can't reach the First Level, but I can descend to the Second Level."

"If the Moon Spirit Clan aids the Human Race, I will certainly strike, killing all of your clan's Chief Priests."

The Moon Spirit Ancestor's eyes suddenly turned sharp, "Say that again?"

"I..." The Half Demon Ancestor let out a low hum, reluctantly speaking, "You tell me to speak, so I speak?"

He no longer spoke, his form flickered, and he vanished from the spot.

The chill in the Moon Spirit Ancestor's eyes instantly vanished; watching the Half Demon Ancestor's departing direction, his eyes held a hint of a strange smile. —

"After successfully establishing the account, bring this to the Dream World."

Qin Chuan handed the golden vertical pupil to Feng Yin, "Then the Insight Talent will automatically bind to you."

"I didn't expect such a surprise." Feng Yin smiled, not asking how Qin Chuan did it, "How is the Gatekeeper doing?"

"Still the same." Qin Chuan smiled, "I've sent a message to the Gatekeeper; no need to return, just continue wandering the Heavenly Stairway as before."

"That's good." Feng Yin nodded, "The Gatekeeper not returning to the White Jiao Territory is actually the safest."

"So far, the Gatekeeper hasn't been exposed to the sight of all races; the original plan has remained smooth up to now."

Speaking of this, Feng Yin sighed, "It's a pity that my death directly clears the Gatekeeper's suspicion."

"Every race has its wise ones." Qin Chuan slightly shook his head, "A fabricated deception will eventually be seen through."

"Once the Gatekeeper becomes strong themselves, the problem will naturally resolve."

"That's right." Feng Yin slightly nodded, agreeing with this, "At the latest the day after tomorrow, I will re-enter the Heavenly Stairway."

"Hmm." Qin Chuan nodded, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, "Five races uniting against us — this cannot be left unresolved."

"Long Ji has already told me." Feng Yin slightly nodded, looking at Qin Chuan, "What do you plan to do?"

Qin Chuan didn't answer directly, but brought up another matter.

"After this battle ends, the stronghold will tally the battlefield: a total of 187 gold equipment items, 412 red equipment items, and even more lower-tier equipment."

"I think we've entered a misunderstanding."

"We are the last race to arrive at the Heavenly Stairway after ten thousand years; we will not have any new races join the Race War afterward." Qin Chuan looked at Feng Yin, "After other races arrive, they must maintain peace with the existing races for thousands of years, waiting for the Race War to begin."

"But we don't need to."

「According to the introduction in the last update announcement, when the Human Race reaches the Third Level of the Heavenly Stairway, that is when the Race War begins. 」

「But I think, the moment the Human Race enters the Heavenly Stairway, the Race War can already begin. 」Qin Chuan's mouth curled with a hint of cold arc, 「Steady development, what's faster than looting? 」

「That's not really a mistake. 」Feng Yin's mouth twitched slightly, 「Mainly I didn't expect you to be completely unafraid of the Second Realm. 」

All his plans are made according to the strength situation.

Without Qin Chuan this variable, how could the Human Race's current strength possibly take the initiative to attack?

Now that we know Qin Chuan's strength, that's another matter.

「It's my fault. 」Qin Chuan rubbed his cheeks, 「In any case, our strategy can be adjusted somewhat next. 」

「Coincidentally, the five major races have joined forces to besiege us. 」Feng Yin smiled slightly, 「In this situation, we launch an offensive under the banner of counterattack, which can also be considered justified. 」

「However... 」Feng Yin couldn't help glancing at Qin Chuan, 「Moon Spirit Clan, how should we handle them? 」

「This... 」Qin Chuan rubbed his chin.

「Watch their performance. 」

(End of chapter)