Realizing that it was unrealistic to slaughter millions of people on his own, Shen Qian specifically targeted those geniuses with high cultivation levels.

These people are the core geniuses of their respective races. Killing just one of them is enough to destroy more than ten years of hard work and cultivation by these races.

Two hours had passed, and over a hundred geniuses at the Divine Realm had died at Shen Qian's hands.

The churning in the sky never ceased, but perhaps because the will of the battlefield of all races was constantly strengthening, it was becoming increasingly difficult for those gods to appear.

Before sinking, one could only tell from their sporadic curses that they had lost their minds.

The bounty he had accumulated before sinking had already reached an unbelievable level!

It was precisely because of this that even though Shen Qian had killed so many people, the geniuses of all races who lingered in the distance still refused to give up.

"It's time to go."

After waiting a while longer, and seeing that he hadn't seen any Divine Realm experts in sight for a long time, he called out to Wu Ling, who was already panting heavily at the foot of the mountain.

He estimated that he had killed most of the Divine Realm experts who were still stuck in the Third Heaven, and even those who had hidden themselves should be few in number.

Wu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, but just as she was about to get up, her face suddenly turned pale and she staggered.

"Are you alright?" Shen Qian asked in surprise.

"I...I'm fine, I just feel a little nauseous."

Wu Ling was stunned for a moment before raising her head and forcing a smile at Chen Qian.

Shen Qian didn't take it to heart. In two hours, although Wu Ling was only responsible for checking and filling in the gaps, she had taken at least a thousand lives. It was normal for her to feel uncomfortable.

Actually, Shen Qian wasn't much better off at first, but he was ultimately more mentally strong and had a stronger will. After constantly hypnotizing himself that he was just "killing chickens," he was able to get rid of his psychological burden.

boom!

He fired another shot at the extreme distance, reaping the lives of more than a dozen people and intimidating the restless crowd around him. Only then did Shen Qian lead Wu Ling into the Fourth Heaven Gate.

Having accumulated enough Myriad Races Tokens, he made up his mind to stop wasting time and reach the Ninth Heaven as quickly as possible unless he encountered a genius above the God Realm.

Besides the Temple of Vulcan, he also needs to find his way back.

He knew very well that if he was still stuck in the ancient times when the war between the myriad races ended, he would surely die!