The Great Emperor's Secret Treasure!

War made people cold and heartless, especially those in power!

Because the powerful saw war not as a scene drenched in blood, but as a series of numbers. What they thought about was how to turn those numbers positive—and make them as large as possible.

As for the small number of people sacrificed for that result, they would be drowned out by the fruits of victory and the enemy's casualties.

As long as the outcome was perfect, the process did not matter.

This was what those in power often said: "Everything is for the greater good!"

Everything that was about to happen on the Continent of Flame had originally been merely one part of that greater good—even a negligible part.

But things were different now.

Because of Shen Zhui's existence, the overall situation on the Continent of Flame was undergoing drastic changes.

No matter where this change led the battle—whether to a good outcome or a bad one—one thing would not change: the value of everyone on the entire Continent of Flame could not compare to that of the number one genius, who possessed two Great Dao Divine Abilities and carried immense destiny!

Shen Zhui understood this perfectly himself. He was exploiting this very point to fight for a chance at survival for the alliance on the Continent of Flame.

Beneath a glacier in the far north of the Continent of Flame.

Seven days had already passed.

Shen Zhui's true body remained utterly motionless, like a ten-thousand-year-old block of ice, completely blending into his surroundings.

"Chanxin, how many people have we saved?" Shen Zhui asked inside the Cave Heaven World.

"Counting only those in the High-ranking Divine King Realm, two thousand nine hundred and eighty-three in total," Chanxin said. "Some of them still have companions in their Cave Heaven Worlds,