In theory, the Golden Core realm could no longer stop the two great civilizations.
But if Nascent Soul cultivators appeared, things would be vastly different.
The conference room fell silent.
Meanwhile, far away, Gu Yuan did not continue paying attention to what was happening between the two great civilizations.
The Civilization Battlefield was so vast that he was still wandering aimlessly through the wilderness.
In one area.
Gu Yuan crossed sandy ground and hills as dust and sand spread endlessly through the sky.
Everything about the Civilization Battlefield was good, except that it was a little choking—the sandstorm pollution was far too severe.
There should have been some sort of territorial division between the various civilizations.
Gu Yuan looked in the direction from which he had come, deep in thought.
Ever since leaving the two great civilizations, nearly every civilization he had encountered along the way had been gathered within the nearby area.
Once he passed a certain range, there was nothing but yellow sand and desolation.
Were they being forcibly gathered here to wage war?
He continued onward.
The distances between each region were actually immense, but such distances meant nothing to Gu Yuan.
Time passed.
When the yellow sand vanished, Gu Yuan climbed over a hill.
What met his eyes was a golden sight.
Golden?
Wasn't this gold?
Not far away, everything—whether the ground, the walls, or the buildings—was made entirely of gold.
The words magnificent and resplendent could not have been more fitting for this place.
"If this were an ordinary cultivation world or mortal world, they would be absurdly rich."
Standing high above, Gu Yuan looked at the city below with a hint of emotion.
Unfortunately, this was the Civilization Battlefield. These things were completely useless.
The city was tightly enclosed by walls, with no sign