Chapter 565

The former lords of the Myriad Worlds Battlefield,

certainly do not bother with any talk of 'protecting newcomers',

if they dislike you, they might simply come and trample you flat.

The treaty of non-aggression among each other's junior lords,

is something possessed only between racial factions, or between major powers.

The Moon Shadow Sect is obviously not a racial faction, but merely Xia Tianxuan's personal power.

The racial factions of the Myriad Worlds Battlefield,

are power regions where multiple lords of a single race gather together,

regardless of which generation.

For instance, the racial faction of the Elven Race in the Myriad Worlds Battlefield is the Endless Forest where the World Tree takes root.

There is a world of difference between this and personal powers.

Moreover, the members within the Moon Shadow Sect,

include many new-generation lords with no background who cannot survive on their own.

Even if the Angel Race has stationed someone there,

it would be a new-generation lord of the Angel Race,

whereas the Angel Race's stronghold and racial faction in the Myriad Worlds Battlefield,

naturally lies elsewhere and has nothing to do with the Moon Shadow Sect.

Everyone is merely giving the Light God Kingdom a face.

Xia Tianxuan's mind was complex; she did not know what result would await her if she went to the Moon Shadow Sect's territory...

what kind of outcome it would be.

Whether the Cultivation Civilization would come looking for her.

The Moon Shadow Sect has absolutely no reason to shelter her,

it is somewhat... like a dead end.

However, the Land of No Beginning is no better.

Two dead ends; which one should be chosen?

"My Lord Xuan Nu, hurry and leave; if you do not leave now, it will be too late..."

The Lord Terminal received a message.

Xia Tianxuan hesitated no longer,

and chose to migrate to... the coordinates sent by Su Yu.

"Xiao Cao, thank you."

She sent a message to her former maid.

"My Lord Xuan Nu, why do you stand on ceremony with me..."

"My Lord Xuan Nu, please take care..."

"Everyone is waiting for the day you return."

"In many people's hearts, you are still our Holy Maiden Princess."

Xiao Cao's eyes sparkled with tears.

For some people of the Cultivation Civilization,

they have lived since childhood on the legends of the Heavenly Xuan Nu,

long regarding the Heavenly Xuan Nu as their faith, as their spiritual pillar.

Whether the Heavenly Xuan Nu is high above, unattainable,

or has fallen to the mortal dust, worse than a beggar,

she is still, their Holy Maiden Princess.

Because the Heavenly Xuan Nu has not merely lived for 18 years.

For the sake of the All-Races Ranking Battle as a reserve candidate,

she... underwent Reincarnation Weight to cultivate again.

Deliberately reincarnating at the appropriate time,

she became a lord of the 11520th generation.

This is the method the Cultivation Civilization employs to maintain its number-one position among the Human Race.

Just as the Technology Civilization,

even at any cost, to the Mechanical Race, one of the Seven Great Races of the Myriad Worlds,

sought instruction in power.

Unfortunately, under the siege of the All-Races,

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the Technology Civilization's modified body EX-01, Daru, still could not withstand the attack.

Every race,

for the All-Races Ranking Battle, poured out all their strength.

It is just that the Human Race, which poured out all its strength, failed to unite as one.

The territory lit up with Bai Guang.

The Lord Crystal, inlaid within space and unable to move,

shot straight up into the sky,

It emitted a pale blue glow, enveloping every building and person within the territory.

Then, the teleportation began.

"Cultivation civilization..."

Xia Tianxuan gave a self-mocking smile.

In both of her lives, she had dedicated herself to the cultivation civilization.

Indeed, the cultivation civilization, to arrange her Dao heart,

had her parents in this life slaughtered.

Yet she still bore no resentment toward the cultivation civilization.

In Xia Tianxuan's eyes at that time,

she was one who carried the common people forward, the hope for the future of the human race,

an existence that turned the tide when it was about to collapse and propped up the great building on the verge of falling.

Whether it was the death of one or two lives,

or the death of millions, tens of millions of lives,

compared to the myriad common people of the human race, it was nothing worth mentioning.

After leaving the cultivation civilization, she understood many things.

It turned out that

people are not destined from birth;

even without a spiritual root, one can still grow.

Roasting meat does not require a meat-roasting spiritual root;

as long as one learns, one can master it.

The experiences of several months, compared to her hundred years of secluded cultivation in her past life,

made her understand this world more clearly.

They made her realize that the world seen with eyes and divine sense

is not as good as seeing it with the heart.

With her heart, she came to understand many things.

She also came to understand the ugliness of the cultivation civilization.

If one cannot save even a single person, how can one speak of saving the common people?

Xia Tianxuan looked at the two newly built nameless tombstones within the territory.

Two lines of clear tears vanished amidst the light of teleportation.