The war between the Loose Cultivator Alliance and the human race ranked among the large-scale wars in the entire history of the Primordial World.
There were many battlefields.
And on the surface, it was not even a formal battle.
But as far as the entire Primordial World was concerned,
everyone knew perfectly well.
This was a battle between the human race and the Loose Cultivator Alliance.
Or rather, a war.
Even if the Loose Cultivator Alliance refused to acknowledge it.
In truth,
the entire Loose Cultivator Alliance had committed itself.
If a conflict in which the entire alliance had committed itself did not count as a war,
then what did?
Countless experts from the Loose Cultivator Alliance poured onto the battlefields.
They opened countless fronts around the human race's Ancestral Land.
The human race fought back valiantly.
But some gaps in strength
could never be bridged by valor alone.
The human race suffered tremendous casualties from the very outset.
Bloodshed filled the battlefield.
The bloody aura almost engulfed the entire Heavenly Emperor.
Severed limbs littered the battlefield.
Countless human experts entered the war souls.
Yet of the Million Innate Humans,
only a hundred thousand entered the battlefields at first.
The other members of the innate human race had to prepare to face the enemy's Quasi-Saints.
Until the enemy's Quasi-Saints acted,
they could not act either.
Otherwise,
when those Quasi-Saints struck,
the human race would face extinction.
If the human race wanted to win this war,
sacrifices at the outset were all but inevitable.
Every human knew this.
And so,
not a single human backed down.
Nor did any complain that the innate human race had not acted.
Even those who did not know the reasons
placed their full trust in their kin.
Yet for Suiren Shi and the other innate