He used a spell to leave behind a clone at his original spot, then followed the coordinates previously set in the Gray Mist Space and arrived at the battlefield ahead.

The strong ones of Human Civilization, especially those in the Golden Body Realm, are basically all stationed at the forward battlefields.

Gao Wu Shen Yu cautiously used his Divine Sense to probe the area, but soon realized there was no need to be so careful.

There's not much to say about the Human Civilization side, and even on the Demon Pattern Race's side, there were likewise no Immortal Realm experts present.

The Demon Pattern Race's power is immense—so great that only when Human Civilization joins forces with the Freedom Alliance, uniting seven races holding Immortal Realm experts, can they resist.

But even with such strength, it's impossible to station an Immortal Realm expert here when the enemy has none.

If things were truly so easy, Human Civilization would have been destroyed long ago.

In other words, the power Gao Wu Shen Yu possesses right now is enough to crush the current situation on this battlefield!

"Hm?" Suddenly, Gao Wu Shen Yu spotted five Golden Body Realm experts all seated together in a sixth-level city below.

They seemed to be holding a meeting or discussing something.

This was certainly a timely arrival.

In an instant, Gao Wu Shen Yu silently slipped into the meeting, without anyone sensing his presence.

Furthermore, he recognized one of them.

It was none other than the most famous surrender-faction expert among Human Civilization!

Known as Thunder Blade.

Within Human Civilization, Thunder Blade is basically cursed by everyone, especially the ordinary folk.

After all, although strong, he willingly chose servitude.

He joined a powerful family within the Freedom Alliance long ago, willingly becoming a servant.

Later, he was sent back to the Human Civilization side to serve as a guardian.

After all, Human Civilization itself plays a significant strategic role in the Freedom Alliance.

That is, as a buffer zone.

To avoid a direct clash with Demon Pattern Civilization.

If Human Civilization were destroyed and overrun, the Demon Pattern Race could attack the Freedom Alliance's Six-armed Race Civilization directly, as both have passages connected with Human Civilization's Mother Star.

Gao Wu Shen Yu never expected that his first meeting with a true top expert of his own civilization would be with such a traitor.

As for the other few, Gao Wu Shen Yu quickly searched the net for info on them.

Sure enough, each one's political stance was not firmly pro-human.

Some followed the strong-above-all ideology, some were openly selfish.

They had all gathered together...

Gao Wu Shen Yu felt a sense of foreboding.

As expected, the meeting hadn't been going for long before Thunder Blade said, "Human Civilization won't last much longer. You'd best decide soon. I recommend the Akari Family—at least their advantage is they don't treat powerful alien servants like us as cannon fodder."

Human Civilization won't last much longer?

Gao Wu Shen Yu's mood darkened.

He already guessed something must have happened.

Although Human Civilization's situation seemed stable at a glance, judging by other Shen Yu's experiences, whenever an incarnation of Shen Yu appeared in Gray Mist Space, it was always Human Civilization at its most dire.

For now, Gao Wu Shen Yu held back from revealing himself.

He wanted to observe the situation first.

At this moment, another Golden Body Realm expert snorted coldly: "That's just sugarcoating it—such families are not to be trusted. If a true crisis erupts, we'll end up cannon fodder anyway. If we're set on defecting, why not serve a civilization instead of some family?"

The other Golden Body Realm experts all nodded slightly.

Every one of their expressions was unsightly.

Each had fought and killed, braved countless life-and-death struggles, to reach their current realm.

Every one, a true prodigy.

After all, Human Civilization only set foot on the Martial Arts World three hundred years ago.

Just a mere three hundred years, and in cultivation techniques not wholly suited to their roots, to reach Golden Body Realm—what else but prodigies?

How could they willingly die so easily?

Security is always what they consider the most.

And security is the rarest commodity on this Battlefield of Myriad Realms.

"The reason is simple." Thunder Blade looked at everyone present. "All civilizations inside the Freedom Alliance operate under a federal, assembly-based system—managed jointly by multiple people and factions—not like the Demon Pattern Race's imperial system. Do you think joining such a civilization as an outsider will grant you higher status than becoming a 'private asset' of a powerful race? Don't let 'freedom' blind you—surviving is what matters. Only if you live do you have a future!"

Every Golden Body Realm expert's face turned extremely ugly.

How could they not know these facts?

Yet their hearts still clung to hope.

They still believed that with their ability and their talent, they could claim a place for themselves in those 'free' civilizations, rather than become someone else's servant.

But clearly, Thunder Blade's words ruthlessly pierced through that illusion.

Perhaps ordinary people cheer for freedom—especially after nearly a century of slavery for the entire civilization.

But how could they not understand?

The whole civilization paid an even higher price during its 'free' era than in 'slavery.'

That's exactly why men like Thunder Blade exist.

Thunder Blade himself was born in the age of slavery, and after the civilization entered 'freedom,' he ironically grew nostalgic for the false, fragile sense of security of servitude.

"Maybe things aren't as hopeless as you say." Another Golden Body Realm expert couldn't help but say, "Will the Freedom Alliance really stand by and watch us perish? At the very least, some of us could flee together..."

"You should abandon such fantasies!" Thunder Blade rudely cut him off, sneering coldly. "This time, the Demon Pattern Race and Blue Eyes Race joined forces—for an all-out war. Even if the Freedom Alliance manages to hold out, Human Civilization is fated to be cannon fodder on this battlefield. Extinction is the only ending. Let me be clear—if you join now, there's still some benefit; once war breaks out, not even being a servant is an option!"

Silence fell again.

As humans—even if they loathed and despised humanity's weakness—they had to admit, only within Human Civilization could they have status.

Leave Human Civilization, and wherever they go, they'd be marginalized and used.

This is the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races.

Here on this battlefield, there is no such thing as integration.

Bloodline itself is an unbreakable barrier.

If possible, they truly didn't want to see their civilization destroyed.

But reality is always so cruel.

One Golden Body Realm expert was already wavering, seemingly about to agree.

Gao Wu Shen Yu knew he couldn't keep watching.

"If Human Civilization had a chance—just the slimmest chance—to survive, would any of you give everything for it?" he asked softly.

This sudden voice startled all the Golden Body Realm experts present.

Each instantly threw up a defensive stance; some even turned to flee without hesitation.

But, in the next instant, they realized they couldn't move.

Everyone, even those in the Golden Body Realm, was immobilized!

They could only watch helplessly as this man with a human appearance casually strolled over, sat before them, and even produced a clean cup, pouring himself a cup of tea.

"Sit."

With that single word, all of them sat down, utterly against their will.

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