[You might occasionally pass by a small "rich oasis," which is where various vital resources preserved in the lower realm are transported up as part of a seed preservation project to carry out ecological reconstruction of the vital environment.]

These rebuilt cities with high concentrations of vital energy will be locked in place by arrays to prevent the energy from leaking out. A fee (reclamation contribution) is required to enter the city and enjoy the high-quality vital energy environment before the Great Cataclysm.

Yun Shou felt this was very much like a post-apocalyptic reconstruction novel, where you could spend "points" to enter a wealthy area and breathe unpolluted green air.

You race across a vast wasteland, a land that should have been human territory, now largely empty, inhabited by many demons and monsters, creating chaos.

[But the chaos is reciprocal; the Demon Realm and the Monster Realm are also teeming with humans, wizards, and sorcerers.]

You have learned that the Spirit Race was nearly wiped out due to the destruction of their vital environment.

[In the year 4624, you arrived at the entrance to a battlefield of myriad races, only to discover that the entrance was controlled by the demon race. Unlike previous entrance cities, which were often guarded by multiple levels of the three realms, the strongest demon here was only at the Celestial level.]

They're charging tolls; not only are the entrance fees incredibly high, but you also have to hand over half of your spoils—if you have any—after you leave.

[You're unsure if this place is guarded by demons from the Three Realms, and you're afraid of being blocked at the entrance, so you choose to leave and try another entrance.]

[In 4625, you swept through the battlefield of myriad races. Their judgment mechanism was baffling; you were seen as a bug. The second-realm prodigies from various regions were collapsing, feeling that you had broken through to the third realm here but hadn't been kicked out in time.]

In 4653, after returning home laden with your spoils, you, possessing a spatial ring, initially intended to simply present a token amount of your haul. However, a large crowd suddenly appeared, blocking your way.

"Is that you?" The leading celestial being stepped forward, his face familiar to you: "My father has repeatedly told me since I was a child that his rise to prominence was due to meeting a master who astonished him in his youth..."

His father is Chu Heshang.

You don't even know when Chu Heshang got married or when he had children. If he did, he should have told you.

[It wasn't until the Celestial Being recounted that he was born during the "Great Cataclysm" era that you understood, because that was when the Devouring Beasts were consuming heaven and earth, and you had already long since escaped back to the Cloud Realm.]

You later learned why you were being blocked at the door.

[When you entered the battlefield of myriad races decades ago, you never imagined that the array at the entrance would silently intercept a trace of your Yuan energy. Even more unexpectedly, in an era when even a Supreme Being couldn't turn over, the Human Yuan Diagram was still operating.]

However, the Human Element Chart is now damaged, and the "Treasure of Fortune" was also weakened due to the decline of fortune, losing its function of crossing realms and only being able to be used to register and confirm the aura of elemental power.

[This celestial being, along with numerous human warriors, requests your assistance. They have compared past historical records with the present and discovered that whenever you enter the battlefield of the Hundred Races or Ten Thousand Races, a peerless, unparalleled warrior will simultaneously appear in the Second Realm area.]

The disguise you used to wear has been completely stripped away.

They presented you with a spatial ring that had once housed a supreme fighting body. Its capacity was terrifying, and unlike your original ring which had a capacity of several hundred cubic meters, this ring could change its appearance and size—it was truly amazing.

They bowed down one by one, pleading with you to gather resources for the human race.

You remained silent, but soon, more people began to worship, and you even spotted a few juvenile water spirits... You couldn't take it anymore.

"Is this method used to break down the psychological defenses of the elderly?"

Yun Shou shook his head: "The people of Qingyu are really too despicable, putting a suspected descendant of an old friend in front of others..."

Yun Jiu didn't dare to ask for details, because if he got a certain answer, he might... break through to become a hegemon on the spot.

He's still too emotional.

Yun Shou had already discerned what his Overlord's Extreme Thought was—it was the same as his Martial Will.

To control everything in all of time and space, and to reverse every tragedy, whether it has already happened or has not yet happened.

So once Yun Jiu clearly learns of the deaths of Chu Heshang, Xi Xiqi, and others... if someone were to reveal this bloody truth to him...

He might not be able to hold on. The moment he broke through to the Overlord realm, he merged with the Demon Egg and became a top-tier Great Demon with more than twenty times the combat power and growth rate, starting from the mid-stage of the third realm!

Even a supreme being is powerless to intervene, yet an invincible demon capable of slaughtering the entire world...

[In 4706, you collected a large amount of data from the battlefield of the myriad races, even digging large areas of soil in places rich in vital energy, returning on average every three to four years.]

[In 4765, you were elected as a semi-leader by the human race on this barren land. Each time you transported resources, the quantity was enormous and plentiful, comparable to the total resources stored in a lower-level world under the preservation plan.]

[In 4855, you alone have benefited over a million miles of barren land, giving humanity a significant advantage in its resurgence. Some claim that your value surpasses that of certain supreme beings who have remained silent until now, unable to act.]

[In 4933, the Demon Egg's relentless erosion caused your estimated lifespan to plummet, and you now believe you have two hundred years left to live.]

[You seem to be doing alright. Every time you leave the battlefield of ten thousand races, you are greeted with laughter and joy.]

"To die amidst a profusion of flowers wouldn't be so bad."

In 4987, you suddenly realize something is wrong. Although the expressions and actions of those who greet you are no different from before, you can't help but feel something is off; there's something amiss with them.

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