Chapter 760

"This is... our Human Race's Lord?"

"Since when does the Human Race have such an impressive young Lord?"

"What is her relationship with Su Yu?"

In the Human Race faction zone,

one after another, towering figures wore expressions of shock.

Yin Mu panted heavily,

a huge tear in his chest garment revealing the flesh and blood wound beneath,

writhing under the surging magical energy, unable to heal for a long time.

On the other side,

the old man with the strange hat had cold, sinister eyes.

Although he had caught Yin Mu off guard and injured him,

it fell far short of the kill he had anticipated.

Since when had this practitioner of Five Elements magic from the Second Universe

become so powerful?

The strange hat on his head already had many holes.

The old man's hand trembled slightly.

Battles at their level

rarely end quickly,

unless the gap in strength is enormous.

To severely injure the opponent, one must inevitably pay a price oneself.

The old man's left hand had already lost all sensation.

At this moment,

the Human Race faction zone

had split into two camps.

One camp, led by the Second Universe, established Su Yu as the Holy Son.

The other camp, led by the Five Great Civilizations, strictly followed the Five Great Civilizations.

The other faction consists of forces that strictly follow the Five Great Civilizations, with the Five Great Civilizations at their head.

the white-haired old man, the eye-patch old man, the three-eyed old man, and the bald old man

had not yet made their move.

Therefore,

the power gap between these two camps could be described as worlds apart.

Amidst the chaos, many non-Lord figures from From the Myriad Worlds had already perished.

What made them stop fighting

was the scene in the image:

the appearance of a million troops,

ten thousand cavalry descending like divine soldiers from the heavens.

A strange Human Race female Lord,

yet not a single person present recognized her.

"Heh, it seems your Five Great Civilizations are not all that impressive."

"Holy Son Su Yu can trample on your faces."

"This woman can also trample on your faces."

Yin Mu wore an expression of mockery.

Everyone said the Human Race's geniuses were all within the Five Great Civilizations.

Everyone said the Five Great Civilizations were the Human Race.

Yet Su Yu's appearance,

and the appearance of this female Lord from the previous session,

were undoubtedly a slap

right in the face of the Five Great Civilizations.

The Five Great Civilizations, occupying over 80% of the Human Race's resources,

The Five Great Civilizations, which occupy the entire human race and control over 80% of its resources,

inferior to others?

How ironic is that?

The faces of the white-haired old man and the others turned extremely ugly.

Especially the old man with the strange hat, whose cold eyes carried suppressed rage,

wishing he could tear Yin Mu to pieces.

But he also knew

that while he could catch Yin Mu off guard and ambush him once while Yin Mu was enraged and attacking his heart,

now, that opportunity was gone.

now, however, have lost this opportunity.

Moreover,

This turmoil in the Human Race's territorial sphere was merely a trivial skirmish.

Though there were casualties,

it was actually just factions that had long disliked each other,

who had let their tempers flare.

Those following the Five Great Civilizations did not move,

merely cowed by the Five Great Civilizations' past tyranny,

standing on the side of the Five Great Civilizations,

but deep inside, they were actually very wavering.

The Five Great Civilizations also knew this,

that if they truly

sought to annihilate other Human Race civilizations,

the Shibi Society would inevitably cause the entire Human Race to unite and turn against them.

Within the Five Great Civilizations themselves, many voices would also split off,

right now, it was merely a matter of establishing Su Yu as the Holy Son, forming two factions,

nowhere near that extreme.

"Hmph, with all the races attacking, Su Yu has no chance of survival."

"Do you truly intend to establish a dead man as the Holy Son?"

The white-haired old man snorted coldly and spoke.

"A dead man?"

Yin Mu, furious, laughed bitterly,

"Let us see who it was that drove Su Yu into such a predicament."

"How did the location of the Human Race's territory, perfectly fine as it was, get exposed to all the races?"

Yin Mu's words instantly made the crowd's hearts fill with doubt.