Chapter 358: Seven Billion Plus Geniuses?

Whether human, god, demon, beast, or buddha, all face heart-pounding fear and even panic when confronted with the unknown.

In the past, when the Void Demon Realm invaded, all of humanity would have been utterly panicked.

But now it's different—these beings know, clearly know the origin of it all, understand it inside and out.

Added to that, the might of the gods and the nobility of the Initial Realm, so High Bridge Director and his group felt no great panic.

"Wait, these people's innate talent."

A powerful being turned to look at High Bridge Director; this speaker, though possessing not a shred of transcendent power, had excellent bone structure—undoubtedly a prodigy.

The moment he spoke.

Other beings first froze, then all turned their gaze toward him, their expressions changing instantly.

That speaker had excellent talent; though older and having missed the optimal time for cultivation, his bone structure and physique were still sufficient—he was not too late to begin.

Even if he had fallen behind his peers by missing the prime cultivation window, later on, his innate physique and talent could narrow that gap.

Others with inferior talent would face greater difficulty when hitting bottlenecks.

Moreover, his talent made the probability of him becoming a god or demon far greater.

Gods and demons—across any world, they were symbols of strength; a prodigy with potential to become a god or demon was impossible not to covet and recruit.

No.

Not just one prodigy with potential to become a god or demon.

All beings scanned the people around High Bridge Director.

This wasn't one—this was a whole group!!

No.

Not even a group.

Every single one of them was!

Looking out, thousands upon tens of thousands of people beyond fifty li all had exceptional bone structure and extraordinary talent.

"How is this possible…"

The beings stared as if seeing ghosts, faces filled with disbelief.

Why are prodigies called prodigies? Because they are the rarest of the rare, the elite among humans—by definition, scarce and uncommon.

This is an unchanging law.

Even in other worlds, those with strong talent are always few; it's impossible for everyone to be strong, or else strong ones would be everywhere.

Strong ones are destined to be rare.

This is a law that applies to every world.

People like High Bridge Director and his group—no matter how strong they are, at least one in ten thousand, perhaps even one in a hundred thousand.

Yet now they're appearing in droves…

"Could it be…"

One being's heart lurched; a terrifying thought flashed in his mind, his gaze sweeping toward Japan and every region beyond.

"My god!! How is this possible!!"

He cried out in shock, losing composure, disregarding the dignity of a god or demon.

The beings present, hearing this, were confused.

"What's wrong with you?" his kin asked; he knew this being—normally stern, never before so uncontrolled.

The being's eyes widened in disbelief, voice trembling:

"You—you all look at the people of this world."

Huh?

The beings' expressions changed instantly; recalling High Bridge Director's talent and his words, they now understood his panic, and hurriedly scanned Japan, then the people of the entire world.

The more they looked, the more each being's face changed.

If one had to describe it with an emoji, their expressions were gradually turning insane.

"What kind of joke is this?!"

"This…"

"Am I seeing things?!"

Shocked exclamations rang out continuously.

The powerful beings present were so stunned their divine or demonic energy nearly spiraled out of control—if they were in meditation, they'd instantly go berserk.

At that moment, their eyes felt alien, unable to believe what they saw.

The people of this world were uniformly gifted.

Even if not as strong as High Bridge Director and his group, they were no worse—in fact, bluntly and certainly, not a single person in this world had poor talent.

Each had an exceptional physique; even if not a prodigy, they were at least mid-tier—none were low-tier, none were garbage.

"What kind of world is this?!"

Even the supreme beings high above could no longer maintain their composure.

You could see—their faces had completely lost all expression control.

Every single person in this world was a genius.

And this world's population exceeded seven billion—that meant over seven billion geniuses!!!!

What concept is this? If all these people were cultivated, they could utterly crush all realms.

Not just the beings present—even the supreme beings above had greedy eyes and held their breath.

"This is the true treasure!"

The three-eyed being who had earlier coveted this world's abundant primordial energy sighed.

Compared to the people of this world, the dense elemental energy here was utterly insignificant.

You have to understand, Pure Lands and Immortal Realms are rare and excellent, but every race has them — otherwise how could they become a powerful race? Talent, however, isn't something you can just produce on demand!

Whether it's their world or any other world, talent is the fundamental root that makes a race strong.

Without talent, even if you possess vast Pure Lands and countless resources, it's still a lost cause — sooner or later you'll be plundered by other powerful races.

Strengthening a race's strength is the true kingly way to become powerful!

Including the lofty powerful beings themselves, the powerful beings' eyes were stirring with restless intent.

Immediately after.

The beings present made a move — though not with their hands, but with their tongues.

They wanted to recruit the people of this world.

Seven billion people! Excluding the elderly who could be passed over, and further excluding those of advanced age, even if they only selected the young and youth segments, there would still be at least two to three billion people — more than enough for the powerful beings present to divide among themselves.

The various great beings spoke kindly to Director Takahashi and the others, and even to people worldwide, trying to recruit them with promises of all manner of benefits.

Yet not a single person on the entire globe chose to join them, not a single person was won over by them.

Under the steady influence of one decree after another by Kamikawa Mitsu, the people of the world had long developed an extremely strong sense of belonging and honor toward the Primordial Realm. The various nations might have conflicts among themselves, but when facing outsiders they stood together, extremely united.

The gods had fought and bled for them — these people had seen it all with their own eyes. It was to protect them, and they were moved by it, proud of it.

Now a group of otherworldly beings coming to plunder the gods' land while the fire was still hot — how could they possibly join such beings' side? It would be a desecration of the gods, and a betrayal of the Primordial Realm.

People did very much want to become transcendent, that's true, but they had never thought of obtaining transcendence through betrayal.

Moreover, in today's Primordial Realm, spiritual energy was reviving — even without cultivating, people had discovered their own physiques growing stronger, and without cultivating they could still extend their lifespans.

Becoming transcendent — their greatest wish was to extend their lifespans. They could live in peace in the Primordial Realm and extend their lifespans, grow stronger, and receive the gods' protection — why would they choose to abandon home and hearth for a dangerous otherworld?

Furthermore, the people of the world were no fools — they could see that what these powerful beings had their eyes on was merely their talent.

Joining such beings' side was no different from selling themselves off. Who knew whether in the future they would be abandoned for profit?

This kind of behavior — selling oneself out — not even a fool would do it.

"I'm sorry, we appreciate your kind intentions, but we are the children protected by Japan's gods, and we will not join you." Director Takahashi stated bluntly without mincing words.