The Zhengming had already laid down layer upon layer of formations near the Earth Core. This was territory they had cultivated for countless years. Here, they held the greatest advantage.
The Ningming were likewise ready to depart. They traveled light, carrying no magical artifacts, relying only on their own cultivation. Yet their cultivation was their greatest weapon. As practitioners of the Left Path, they could break through to the next realm at any moment. In terms of high-end combat power, the Ningming had always crushed the Zhengming.
At this very moment, the fuse behind it all, civilization's auspicious omen, the Conquest Envoy whose work record was both formidable and weighty, still had no real sense of it.
From his perspective, he had merely arrived, and then the two races that had already existed here simply started fighting each other.
This was absolutely the most absurd and inexplicable incident he had ever experienced.
—This time, I really didn't do anything! I didn't unleash the God Plague Curse, didn't release a Beast Mechanism swarm, and didn't stir up any sealed ancient immortal.
Even if Brother Wishful Thinking had a curse, there ought to be some kind of pattern to it! This time, he truly had done nothing! He could swear it to the lamp!
Therefore, he was now seizing the time to study the Zhengming's cultivation methods.
The conclusion Shi Long Huizhen had reached by bypassing logic was that "this planet contains something exceptionally important to humanity."
He had not said what it was. But in Wang Qi's view, unless some seal within this planet's Earth Core held some ancient monster, the most valuable thing ought to be the local civilization itself.
And now, the local civilization was on the verge of playing itself to death. Thus, all he could do was