Chapter 1094

As for realms, Xiao Feng really doesn't have any.

But he couldn't explain it to Han Zichen and the others, who didn't believe him, so he gave up.

He swung his hand, and the Five Elements Metal Slash activated again, a ten‑meter‑long solid metal sword whooshed out and pinned down a Water Civilization player.

The Kyushu players focused fire on the remaining few; thunder roared, sword qi fell, and in no time they wiped out the team from Azure Water Star No. 1.

After the fight, talisman cultivator He Ruo sighed, "Brother Xiao, you're too overpowering; with your own strength you can rival most teams—you're practically guaranteed to be the final champion."

This talisman‑playing girl is also very pretty, with bright eyes and white teeth, a slim waist, her talismans fluttering when she acts, her skirt billowing—she's a delight to watch.

After hearing her praise, Xiao Feng shook his head: "Powerhouses in the Myriad Heavens World are as numerous as clouds; I dare not say I'll survive to the end. The Mechanized Race's Zu Jian Xing War Zone has fifteen 8th‑tier talents; if we can't gather many experts to focus on them, the championship will likely be taken by them."

"What? Fifteen 8th‑tier talents?"

Upon hearing this, nobody dared believe it.

"Brother, is this true?" Han Zichen asked.

Xiao Feng nodded: "One of their members told me personally; I'd also encountered one of them before—its basic attack deals 20% of a target's max HP, one strike per second, instantly killing whoever it hits. Another of their 8th‑tier talents reflects damage a thousandfold, which is also tough to handle. As for the rest…… I'm not yet sure what they do."

"That strong!" Xu Dan Yang, Xue Yun Long, and the others were stunned.

An 8th‑tier talent means uniqueness, a near‑invincible existence.

And yet fifteen such near‑invincible powerhouses have gathered together—how are we supposed to play?

Xiao Feng said: "Our team's plan now is to protect me alone and go all‑out in a death fight against those robots. But I feel that's not enough; I've already contacted the experts of the Blue Star No. 1 War Zone, preparing to join forces a few days before the finals to kill the Zu Jian Xing players and eliminate them first. After that, we humans will compete for the championship among ourselves."

"This..."

Han Zichen and the others exchanged glances.

After a while, once they'd digested the information, they said: "If that's really the case, then we humans ought to unite against the common enemy and deal with the foreign race first. But with our strength, we're afraid we won't be of much help……"

These people aren't weak; they're all ranked in the top 100,000 of the Myriad Heavens Tower, with Han Zichen and Xu Dan Yang even breaking into the top 1,000, capable of taking on a Lesser Main God in single combat.

Yet against those aberrant backend players, the Ultra‑Dimensional Mechanized Soldiers 1‑20, they're clearly still not enough.

"Uniting several forces is always better than fighting alone. Your Kyushu Civilization ranks in the top ten on the index chart—your foundation is strong, so there's no problem."

Foreign race players are not easy to ally; they are inherently hostile toward each other, so he can only contact human players.

Of course, an enemy like the Blue Sky World is impossible; not to mention Xiao Feng's unwillingness, even if he were willing, someone as extremely arrogant as the Blue Sky Emperor would never agree to cooperate.

Han Zichen heard his words and said: "We are naturally willing to join forces, but fellow Daoist, don't place too much hope on us. Although the Kyushu World is vast, the number of people participating in this entertainment called 'The Heavens' is extremely few. We few are here because our lives in the real world were not going well, so we came to the game to restart our lives. Those true powerhouses... simply disdain to come to this world to waste time. Therefore, in practice, our warzone's top strength is not strong; our civilization index mostly comes from accumulating inherited legacies."

These words carry deep meaning.

Xiao Feng couldn't help but grow increasingly curious about the Kyushu of the real world.

He flew back toward the village together with Han Zichen and the others.

Flying, he asked: "In your world, are there many cultivators?"

Han Zichen said: "Many. The population of Kyushu numbers in the hundreds of billions, and about a few ten-thousandths of them have ever come into contact with cultivation."

A few ten-thousandths of several hundred billions... that isn't over a hundred million cultivators?

That number is still terrifying!

"What about the strong ones? For example, true immortals... controllers and such, how many are there?" Xiao Feng asked again, full of curiosity.

Xue Yunlong said: "True immortals are still rare. My sect, the Panxuan Sect, has been established for several thousand years, and the strongest it has produced is only at the Nascent Soul stage. In the entire Tianyun Prefecture, the known true immortals can be counted on one hand."

Xu Danyang added: "It is said that the true strong ones all gather in Yuhuang City of Zhongzhou; Junior Sister Yuruo should know more about this."

He Yuruo is a person from Zhongzhou Yuhuang City.

But she also didn't know, shaking her head and said: "Yuhuang City is huge; without sufficient cultivation one cannot wander about recklessly. In reality I am merely a lowly Foundation Establishment cultivator; I have never even entered the inner city, so how could I have a chance to come into contact with the secrets of those immortals? However, I have heard... that several thousand years ago, the Yuhuang Emperor Appeared once and suppressed a rioting true immortal; I don't know if it's true."

Xiao Feng listened, completely baffled, understanding nothing at all.

However, from what He Yuruo meant, that 'Yuhuang Emperor' is surely formidable, able to suppress even a true immortal; he must be a 'Golden Immortal', or even a 'Great Luo' level existence!

"After cultivating, can one really live a very long time?" he continued to ask.

"Of course."

Han Zichen chuckled lightly and said: "Upon entering the Golden Core stage, one can begin to prolong life and enhance health. A Nascent Soul cultivator completely transcends the realm of ordinary life, enjoying a lifespan of three to five hundred years, and every gesture wields inconceivable power. Upon reaching the Spirit Transformation stage, one will not die for several thousand years; the spirit and will become condensed and strong, and even if the body perishes, the soul can continue to survive, possessing another's body to continue existing. Hmm… however, this harms the heavenly harmony, and if encountered by righteous cultivators, they will strike to destroy the soul."

"What about the Tribulation and Great Vehicle stages?" Xiao Feng asked.

Han Zichen also indicated he didn't know: "These two realms are rather special; they are transitional stages before becoming an immortal, and I don't understand them either."

Xu Danyang said shamefully: "After all, we few are merely low-level cultivators of the Kyushu World, and we have not truly come into contact with the higher echelons of the cultivation world. If those true geniuses and powerhouses were to come into the game world, then the slots for this trial would have nothing to do with us."

That remark carries a hint of self-pity.

In fact, they are indeed just ordinary people of Kyushu; the highest cultivator among them in reality, Xue Yunlong, has only just entered the Golden Core stage, and is still not as formidable as those from the Blue Sky World.

Xiao Feng couldn't help but wonder: "If the strong have such long lifespans, spending a few months playing a game wouldn't cost them anything, so why don't they come?"

He also wondered whether a few more skilled human players could come and join forces with him to deal with those cheating Mechanized Race folks. Unfortunately, such people are too few, too few.

Han Zichen said: "Perhaps it's a cultural difference; the people of the Kyushu World are more pragmatic and don't like illusory things. In our realm, the influence of 'The Heavens' hasn't yet surpassed that of some larger sects, and there are only over twenty billion people above level 50."

A world of several hundred billions has only over twenty billion players...

It seems this warzone cannot be counted on...

Xiao Feng sighed helplessly.