Chapter 644: Persistent Absence, Human Race in Panic, Yin Mu Visits

On the third day of the points tournament, Su Yu still did not show up.

On the fourth day of the points tournament, Su Yu remained absent.

As days passed, the former human race's top star,

vanished like a fleeting dream.

This left all races utterly baffled,

what exactly had happened to the human race?

Could Su Yu really have been ambushed and vanished from the mortal world?

Otherwise, why wouldn't he participate in the Race of Ten Thousand Races?

"Why hasn't Su Yu shown up to compete?"

"Sigh, I finally got to see how skilled he was at construction, and I was hoping to see if he was Yue Luo..."

"Do you think Su Yu might really be Yue Luo, and is avoiding competition out of fear of exposure?"

"Nonsense—he could've just stayed low on day one."

"He scored 100 points and then disappeared—what can you even say about him?"

"His ranking has already dropped below 1000th place..."

The Ten Thousand Races puzzled over why Su Yu wasn't competing.

Some said the human race was torn by internal strife and had eliminated Su Yu.

Others claimed he feared his identity as Yue Luo would draw the Ten Thousand Races' hostility toward the human race.

Some said his territory had fallen into danger and he couldn't spare the time.

Others said he simply... had lazy disease and didn't feel like playing.

Su Yu had always presented himself as a laid-back slacker.

If someone else said that—

"I'm too lazy to compete in the Race of Ten Thousand Races"—

everyone would sneer at them.

But when applied to Su Yu,

the Ten Thousand Races found it perfectly plausible.

It just felt like Su Yu was the kind who'd actually do it.

While the Ten Thousand Races speculated wildly,

the human race was in full panic.

With such a figure emerging from the Race of Ten Thousand Races,

rising above all others,

why had he suddenly stopped competing?

Was he bullied?

Some actually thought so.

Thus, in these past few days, the entrance to Xiangong's cultivation civilization had nearly been worn down by throngs.

"What does Su Yu's absence have to do with me?!"

The white-haired elder flew into a rage, his hair standing on end.

The cultivation civilization had already been eliminated from the Race of Ten Thousand Races,

and he hadn't paid it any attention.

He cared only about sacrificing Xia Tianxuan

to obtain a strand of the Nine Heavens Goddess's soul,

for then,

no matter how dire the cultivation civilization's decline, it could be saved!

And now,

the cultivation civilization was mired in internal strife,

factions lurking in the shadows were restless,

and conflicts erupted everywhere in the dark corners.

He barely had time to chop off the heads of traitors daily,

how could he possibly care about some Su Yu??

Because Xia Tianxuan had performed brilliantly in the Race of Ten Thousand Races,

more and more people in the cultivation civilization now supported her.

The ruling authority of Xiangong

had begun to waver slightly due to a Golden Core Stage traitor,

something the white-haired elder could not tolerate.

"Really has nothing to do with you?"

Yin Mu's expression turned skeptical.

"Get out!! Su Yu's matter has nothing to do with me!!"

The white-haired elder waved his hand in fury and barked.

Upon hearing this,

Yin Mu's expression turned icy,

though his strength fell far short of the white-haired elder's,