The outcome of swallowing it all: competitors from both tribes wiped out

There are only two possible outcomes: either the remaining people will go into hiding, or they will reunite into a large group.

However, the current number of tens of thousands still surviving in the Secret Realm is not easy to hide; if they could truly regroup, it would be exactly what he wanted.

His victory ultimately came down to the information gap.

His attack power was too high, and his opponent's defense was too low.

"Haa... Haa..."

After escaping using the forbidden technique, Shi Jin's face was ashen, a result of both the backlash from the secret technique and the shock of the terrifying scene he had just witnessed.

Even Brother Chenlong lost his life, along with most of the elite troops from both clans.

Why is that alien player so powerful?

Will these people... be able to leave the Secret Realm alive?

He must find a hiding place as soon as possible!

Since he didn't carry Spirit Seeds, as long as he hid well enough, he should be able to save his life.

Without Spirit Seed, the coordinates will not be revealed.

If someone like him, who doesn't possess Spirit Seed, can still think like this, then those players who do possess Spirit Seed have almost nowhere to hide and can only try their best to find more companions to band together for survival.

Of course, they have another option: to abandon the Spirit Seed.

"Brother Chenlong is really dead?! You're not lying to me!"

Soon, the remaining players in the Secret Realm also learned of the deaths of Shi Chenlong, Kun Yuqing, and others, and everyone was shocked.

"That player from an unknown alien race was incredibly powerful; our team of five thousand was no match for them at all."

One survivor's voice still betrayed lingering fear.

"That's not right. If he was able to enter the Secret Realm, he must be quite old. How could he possibly possess such a level of strength?"

"He must have used some kind of secret technique to temporarily boost his combat power; that's definitely not something he can do under normal circumstances! We can't give up now, or we'll have to return empty-handed from this trip to the Secret Realm!"

The Lord Heaven's Will intervened again, forcibly lowering the intelligence of players who had not experienced conflict, forcing them to ignore the reality of thousands of deaths and injuries, and to believe that Zhang Mingzhen was still not strong.

In addition, some people are still reluctant to part with the Spirit Seeds they have worked so hard to obtain—each Spirit Seed is extremely valuable.

If we can seize a large number of Spirit Seeds from that person, then this trip will not have been in vain!

Several aliens, coveting the Spirit Seeds, began secretly contacting their companions to plot the acquisition of more Spirit Seeds.

Zhang Mingzhen possessed an astonishing number of Spirit Seeds.

After killing nearly 10,000 people, he obtained more than 4,000 Spirit Seeds from them.

If the other two races were to learn of these numbers, it would likely trigger a frenzied struggle for them.

Adding to the more than three thousand seeds he had previously acquired, he now carried over seven thousand Spirit Seeds.

Such a massive quantity of Spirit Seeds, if in the hands of others, would surely be like a hot potato, attracting countless covetous eyes and attacks.

But when it came to Zhang Mingzhen, it put everyone in a dilemma: they were attracted by the massive amount of Spirit Seeds, but also intimidated by the terrifying strength he displayed.

Regardless of what others might do, Zhang Mingzhen's goal remains unchanged: to annihilate as many alien players as possible and advance his Life Level.

Thus, an unprecedented sight appeared in the Secret Realm —a dazzling ball of light, seemingly blinding to everyone, was recklessly traversing throughout the Secret Realm.

When it encountered the player, the ball of light not only did not avoid him, but instead chased after him at high speed.

On the contrary, the alien players, upon seeing the ball of light, lost their previous excitement and could only flee in panic, fearing that they would be caught up with.

After all, if they can't even defeat a force of several thousand, how can they fight desperately?

Victory is simply overtaking your teammates.

The entire chase was completely reversed. "When have we ever seen someone carrying Spirit Seed so arrogant, while the contenders are so flustered?"

"We can't keep passively fleeing! He's already thrown the Secret Realm into chaos."

"Our numbers are dwindling, and constantly running away will only make our chances of survival increasingly slim!"

Those who possessed Spirit Seeds were especially terrified.

That person might show mercy to other players, but there's no reason to let those carrying Spirit Seeds go unpunished.

Many people have been so frightened that they have abandoned their Spirit Seeds; this is the first time such a thing has happened.

Someone said as they fled:

"We must contact other people as soon as possible; the longer we delay, the worse it will be for us."

"Unfortunately, both leaders of the two tribes have perished, so achieving cooperation will likely be fraught with difficulties."

"No matter how troublesome it is, we have to do it! If we hesitate any longer, no one will survive!"

Zhang Mingzhen turned the Secret Realm upside down, killing almost everyone he saw.

Finally, at a certain point in time, the life force contained within the Netherblood Orb was accumulated to perfection!

I wonder if I can also achieve advancement within this Secret Realm of the Cangwu Realm.

He attempted to integrate the Netherblood Orb into himself—only by completely fusing with the Netherblood Orb, which was brimming with life force, could he absorb its energy and achieve a leap in his life level.

Surprisingly, even in the Secret Realm, the breakthrough in life level was not hindered.

The entire Netherblood Orb gradually melted into a blood-like fluid, slowly seeping into his body.

An unprecedented feeling swept over his entire body, as if some kind of shackle had been completely broken, propelling him to a completely new realm.

Within seconds, Zhang Mingzhen was pulled out of that fleeting feeling of exhilaration.

Something seemed to have entered his body; boundless energy surged and coalesced within him, almost overwhelming him with an urge to slaughter indiscriminately.

There were quite a few players nearby...

He sensed the fluctuations of Spirit Seeds coming from a direction not far away, and the number was quite considerable. He immediately moved and rushed towards the source.

At this moment, his speed and his five senses have undergone tremendous changes.

The feeling of being constrained when facing those alien races, as if separated by an invisible barrier, has now completely vanished.

He guessed that it was probably a natural suppression caused by different Life Level.

But now, he has entered a completely new realm of life, and such constraints naturally no longer exist.

He even had a vague feeling that the benefits of this leap in life level would go far beyond what he was seeing now.

However, being in this strange world, the system seemed unable to sense him, and many of his specific attributes could not be verified.

Everything can only be explored upon returning to Earth.

However, thinking of this, he secretly clenched his fist.

No, how can power be in the hands of others?

He then thought about the problem of his talent being sealed.

I was actually being manipulated by the system all along.

How can this be allowed?

Now that the primary objective has been achieved, it's time to seize as many Spirit Seeds as possible!

By this time, the remaining members of the two tribes had gathered into a considerable group.

They still refused to give up the Spirit Seed, so they had no choice but to fight to the death.

In fact, at this point, some people who still had reason had already chosen to abandon the Spirit Seed, secretly hide, and prepare to survive until they could leave.

This is the harsh reality.

The reality is that whoever can survive will have their tribe survive to the end.

It's never the strongest group that survives to the end; rather, it's the group that is most adaptable to the environment, the one that can best survive in that environment.

Just like dinosaurs and snakes.

"In my opinion, during that fierce battle, that person must have used some kind of extremely limited killing move."

"Such a move can never be used without a cost, so it's unlikely it can be used again!"

A player from the Kunyu Tribe immediately chimed in:

"Indeed! I've heard of similar curse-type area-of-effect skills in my clan. They not only deplete the caster's entire life force but also harm their immediate family members—they're terrifying beyond measure! There's absolutely no chance of them being used a second time!"

They gathered most of the survivors together, finally gaining some confidence in the face of the approaching enemy.

Similarly, there are those who remain hidden and stubbornly cling to their corner of the world.

Those were probably people who had long since given up on competing for the Spirit Seed and only sought to preserve their lives.

These people are neither numerous nor few.

Therefore, when Zhang Mingzhen saw the dark mass of people in the distance, he was first taken aback, then almost burst out laughing—wasn't this just handing over the Spirit Seed to their doorstep?

That's very thoughtful.

Things are different now. Although the group in front of him was larger than the previous several thousand, he was no longer as wary as before.

"Arrogant fool! How dare you deceive both our races! Your death is nigh! When that happens, the race behind you will also perish with you!"

They still believe that he was secretly sent by a race from the Cangwu Realm to seize the Spirit Seed and challenge the rule of both races.

Zhang Mingzhen, however, was too lazy to waste words with them. With a swift movement, he charged into the dense formation like a tiger among sheep.

Wherever he went, all life was extinguished, truly embodying the principle of "ruthless and taciturn" to the extreme.

"Wasn't it said that he would never have that kind of fighting power again? This is clearly even more terrifying than before!"

Some of the alien races who had survived the previous battle were now filled with regret.

Having already escaped one calamity, why provoke this killing god again!

How could I have been so foolish back then?

This time, they are probably doomed.

They naturally didn't realize that they had been intellectually retarded.

But Zhang Mingzhen now won't let anyone escape so easily.

The enemy's formation crumbled under his charge, offering almost no resistance.

At the same time, he also deeply felt the power of High-Rank Lifeform.

If Earth players were to face such an existence, they would likely be utterly powerless to resist.

It seems that if Earth wants to survive and even prevail in the struggle between all races, it must complete the evolution of its life forms!

While unleashing his power, he still had time to ponder the question of human survival.

The battle turned into a one-sided rout.

The alien forces suffered heavy casualties; aside from those who remained hidden, almost the entire army was wiped out.

Almost all the Spirit Seeds in the entire Secret Realm were now gathered in his hands.

Zhang Mingzhen's number of Spirit Seeds exceeded 20,000, making him the undisputed ultimate winner of this battle.

Now, all we need to do is wait for the battle to end, then we can use teleportation to leave this place and return to Blue Star using Cross-Realm Talisman.

As for the various wonderful uses of the Spirit Seed, we can explore them in detail later.

He no longer intended to waste his energy searching for the few remaining survivors, as it would be a waste of effort with little reward, so he simply let them go.

Gou Dao has won once again.

The waiting time always seems exceptionally long.

Whether it was the players inside the Secret Realm who were on tenterhooks, or the high-ranking members of the two races who were closely watching from the Secret Realm, everyone was waiting for the moment when the Secret Realm would officially close.

"The Secret Realm will close in less than ten minutes. I wonder how many Spirit Seeds Yuqing and the others will be able to obtain."

"There are still quite a few members of the clan waiting for their Spirit Seed to be tempered."

"A Kunyu Tribe leader said in a low voice, his tone a mixture of anticipation and barely perceptible anxiety."

An elder of the Kunyu Tribe looked grave. In recent openings of the Secret Realm, the harvest of Spirit Seeds had become increasingly scarce, and all signs indicated that this Secret Realm could not last much longer.

When the Secret Realm completely collapses one day in the future, the clan will no longer have a stable source of Spirit Seeds.

Without the tempering of Spirit Seeds to strengthen their bodies, their realm will likely have little chance of victory in the next battle among all races.

The entire world will be recycled by the Game System.

Another elder, however, was not as worried as he was, and said calmly, "There's no need to worry too much. Yuqing is the best at assessing situations. With him leading the team, we will definitely not lose to the Bloodthirsty Tribe in this competition."

In his eyes, the Bloodthirsty Tribe was nothing but a bunch of reckless brutes, how could they compare to the ever-shrewd Kunyu Tribe?

"I hope so," the elder replied in a low voice.

The moment for the Secret Realm to close has finally arrived.

The elders and deacons of both clans had already gathered outside the exit, their faces filled with anxiety, hoping that their own disciples would bring back exciting news.

However, the expected surprise did not appear. Instead, a horrifying change occurred— the Teleportation Array shone brightly for a long time, but no one appeared.

Even the usually optimistic elder couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"Why is no one coming out? Could it be that the fighting in the Secret Realm was too brutal?"

An ominous premonition crept in, and everyone could only suppress their emotions and continue to wait.

This moment.

Ripples suddenly spread across the Bloodthirsty Tribe's Teleportation Array, and a figure finally stumbled and fell out.

The man was covered in filthy mud, as if he had been chased by something terrifying and had barely managed to escape the Secret Realm by scrambling and crawling.

To remain hidden, this member of the Bloodthirsty Tribe had kept himself buried deep in the swamp, not daring to make a move. Even after sensing that the Secret Realm had reopened, he did not dare to show himself rashly.

He's worried someone might be guarding the teleportation point.

Only after confirming several times that there was nothing amiss around him did he scramble away.

Only now that they are truly out of danger did they burst into tears on the spot.

"Elder... I'm alive... I made it out alive!"

Tears streaming down his face, he cried out hoarsely, "Brother Chenlong also fell victim to this... He did it all by himself!"

"Chenlong is dead?"

"Who—who killed my son!"

Upon hearing the devastating news, Shi Chenlong, the father of Shi Chenlong and an elder of the Shi Tianyin Bloodthirsty Tribe, was filled with rage and grief, wishing he could immediately slaughter the Kunyu Tribe to demand blood for revenge!

"I wonder which clan he belongs to... The Kunyu Tribe's main force was almost completely wiped out; that man was truly terrifying..."

The survivor, recalling the blood-red figure in the Secret Realm, still trembled all over, wishing he could hide in his mother's arms for a sliver of comfort, as if his body and soul had been crushed a thousand times over.

"Absurd! How could other races have the opportunity to infiltrate the Secret Realm? It must be the Kunyu Tribe who sabotaged it!" Ignoring the objections of others, Shi Tianyin insisted on leading his people to the Kunyu Tribe to demand an explanation.

"But... Kun Yuqing of the Kunyu Tribe was also killed by him... All those who possessed Spirit Seeds were not spared, and all their Spirit Seeds were taken away..."