The Human Race began intensive preparations for war.
The entire world has been transformed into an invisible war machine, running at breakneck speed.
No one knows when the Strange God will come knocking.
But the only thing we can do now is to make thorough preparations.
The next day, Qin Ze set off for Penglai City to receive the Soul Orb from the Grand Consul.
Qin Yu came to the ward last night, but she was alone.
While visiting his parents, he told Qin Ze some news that he had expected.
The Aquarius group has safely left the Otherworld No. Zero.
Now Qin Ze was even more certain that the Pillar of Space incident was a joint scheme orchestrated by God of the Underworld and the Guild Master.
Their primary objective was Unit Zero, and he was just a side target.
These past two days, the words from Unit Zero have been constantly echoing in Qin Ze's ears.
Fragmented and blurry images kept flashing through Qin Ze's mind.
From those fragments, he saw Miss Sword Case, the Blazing Sun Fire of the scorching sun, the dazzling Heaven Gate, and unfamiliar, blurry faces.
These fragments inevitably reminded Qin Ze of the Mystery in the Womb.
Even though Unit Zero wasn't Resonator, Qin Ze couldn't sense the same fluctuations from Jiuyou emanating from it, why did it say, "We're all the same"?
With a myriad of thoughts swirling in his mind, Qin Ze arrived in Penglai City at noon that day.
Penglai City is currently on high alert, ready to respond to any attack from the Strange God.
Qin Ze arrived at the logistics department, presented the Grand Consul's Law Token, and received the ten thousand Soul Orb.
After finding a secluded inn, Qin Ze immediately distributed the Soul Orb.
" Brother Devour 5,000, the rest goes to you guys. If you all break through, the rest goes to the Magician."
The Magician protested, "Why should I have to take what they leave behind?"
Qin Ze explained, "Ace has never been one to follow rules, and even without the Soul Orb, you are still a strong opponent."
The Magician frowned. "Why do I feel like you're manipulating me?"
Qin Ze said seriously, "It's an illusion, it's all your illusion."
With his abilities to protect himself, Brother Devour was the first to absorb five thousand Soul Orb, successfully breaking through to Level Nine Point Five in cultivation.
In terms of physical strength alone, even Demigod would find it difficult to kill instantly.
The Dharma King has broken through to Level Nine, and his damage has increased accordingly, no longer dealing as much damage as before.
Although the Mist Lord and A Bing haven't broken through, they're just one step away from achieving their goal.
After receiving the feedback, Qin Ze's cultivation level only increased slightly.
He couldn't help but sigh, "It's getting slower and slower."
The Magician grumbled, "You promised I'd get the leftovers! You didn't leave a single one!"
I'm shivering with cold; when will the Magician be able to stand up again?
The Dharma King patted him on the shoulder. "Think about Captain and Giant Overlord, those two junglers were so busy they lost contact."
The Magician felt a little better after hearing this.
Although he didn't get promoted, at least he wasn't exiled to the frontier.
Possessing Demigod-Level Soul Orb, the future holds infinite possibilities and light.
On the contrary, the Captain and the Giant Overlord have already strayed far from the main force.
The Captain then said on the Local Area Network, "Don't get involved, I'm about to reach Peak of Level Eight."
"The monsters in the Abyss are becoming increasingly active, and every day they go out to sea they make a fortune."
The Giant Overlord said in a muffled voice, "Me too, Peak of Level Eight."
The Captain grinned and said, "Guess who hasn't reached Level Eight yet?"
The Magician's smile vanished. He strode to the window, poised to jump. "Nobody stop me! I'm going to die in front of Qin Dog!"
The Mist Lord grabbed his arm from the side. "Stop! This is the third floor, you won't die if you jump."
Qin Ze said calmly, "Alright, stop being unreasonable."
Magician: "You're being unreasonable! How can you treat an ace like that?"
Qin Ze: " Second Sister has another batch of goods. I, Lin Zhiyuan, a sword cultivator, swear to God, I will definitely help you level up."
The Dharma King sighed, " Lin Zhiyuan's reputation is ruined. You'll never make a breakthrough in this lifetime."
The Magician's face darkened. "I don't want Lin Zhiyuan, I want you to swear an oath in the name of the Pretty God!"
Seeing the utter chaos, Miss Sword Case said, "Your puppet seems about to go out of control and devour its master. Quickly shut it down and dismantle it."
The Magician shouted, "I'm not a puppet! I haven't lost control!"
Miss Sword Case muttered under her breath, "Shouting so loudly, and still claiming she hasn't lost control."
The Magician suddenly felt a sense of helplessness, as if he had cried out to heaven and earth in vain.
Qin Ze said helplessly, "I swear to Pretty God, you're definitely included in Second Sister's batch of goods."
The Magician was finally satisfied. "That's more like it."
Qin Ze then took out his communication card and sent a message to his Second Sister.
Second Sister, your little brother misses you.
The Second Sister replied almost instantly, "Don't come to the Black Market lately."
Qin Ze raised his eyebrows. His Second Sister shouldn't be that petty.
"My little brother really misses you."
I'll think about it next month.
My Second Sister's meaning was quite clear: she'd come again next month.
Why next month?
Qin Ze couldn't help but think of the grand competition fifteen days later.
Something's fishy.
Qin Ze sent another message: "I'm preparing to participate in the Myriad Races Grand Tournament, and I'll also take the opportunity to visit my dear sister."
Second Sister: "Can't you understand human language? Come back next month."
"The guy below, if he harasses you again, I'll block him."
Qin Ze frowned as he looked at the message on the card.
Something's not right. Something's nine-tenths wrong.
His Second Sister told him to go to the Myriad Races Black Market next month, clearly because she didn't want him to participate in the Myriad Races Grand Tournament.
The purpose of this grand competition seems to be more than just selecting those who will enter the Land of Origin.
The Second Sister was clearly also suffering in silence and couldn't easily tell him more.
"Could it be a selection process to catch all the elites of Myriad Races in one fell swoop?"
"If that's the case, then the Ancient Race are the evil gods, aren't they?"
"I have no choice but to go now."
"Where there is evil, there lies the Pretty God of justice!"
"That's right, all evil will be brought to justice by the Circus."
"..."
The clones chattered excitedly, eagerly anticipating this premier martial arts tournament for Myriad Races.
After thinking for a moment, Qin Ze decided to use his connections in the Ancient Race and sent a message to Bai Chi Ya Tou using a communication card.
"Exist?"
Zi Yue replied instantly, "Yes, yes."
Qin Ze: "Where are your parents?"
Zi Yue replied after a moment, "The clan leader is in seclusion."
Qin Ze thought for a moment and decided that asking the Divine Maiden would be the same.
Do you know about the Myriad Races Grand Tournament?
"I know, they're a bunch of scammers."
Qin Ze raised his eyebrows. "What makes you say that?"
Zi Yue: "Even the Spirit Clan doesn't know how to get to the Land of Origin, how could they possibly know?"
"I'll let you in on a secret. The representatives of the four races wanted the Spirit Clan to also vouch for this competition, but the clan leader refused, and afterwards, the clan leader went into seclusion."
This is a big problem.
The four Ancient Race are clearly using the Myriad Races Grand Tournament as a pretext to cause trouble.
Zi Yue: "Are you going to participate in the grand competition?"
Qin Ze replied, "I have that idea."
Zi Yue: "Don't go! Come to the Spirit Clan instead. The Spirit Tree can accelerate your cultivation."
The Spirit Tree wasn't very tempting to Qin Ze, since he didn't cultivate using traditional methods.
Qin Ze: "Next time for sure."
The girl under the Spirit Tree in another world pouted when she saw that the other party had not replied.
"You'll be begging to latch onto my coattails sooner or later!"