Fairness had never belonged to this world!
The strong devoured the weak—an eternal, unchanging truth!
A truth everyone in the Human Realm understood from childhood!
Fairness had to be fought for!
Fairness had to be seized!
Fairness had to be won with one's life!
Without strength, there was no confidence to speak of fairness!
Su Bai raised his head, his gaze slowly sweeping across every disciple present.
"I will not force anyone into this battle."
"Those who wish to go, stay."
"No one will blame you, and no one has the right to blame you."
"Because this is not your war."
"This is the war of me, Su Bai, and of the entire Human Realm!"
"You may choose not to take part."
Su Bai's voice was calm and earnest.
Because he was speaking the truth.
In Emperor Path Strife, those who truly determined victory or defeat had never been the low-level disciples fighting and killing, but the clashes between peak powerhouses!
The outcome of the First Heaven was indeed important.
But it was not important enough to require these young children to fill the gap with their lives!
At worst, they would lose!
It was only a loss of ten percent of their Fortune Origin. The Human Realm could withstand it!
They would only need to win once afterward to seize it all back!
If the powerhouses of the Five Great Realms saw this, they would surely be utterly shocked.
In those places, low-level cultivators were consumables, chess pieces in the hands of peak powerhouses. What right did they have to choose?
Military orders were as weighty as mountains. If they were told to advance, they had to advance; if they were told to die, they had to die!
Take the trillion-strong army of Loose Immortals from the Eternal Immortal