"Won't that Gao family expert who had the Time Conch taken by you have any objections?"
He smiled and said.
"Of course not. Our clan has been passed down for thousands of years, just to wait for our lord. Moreover, our lord has bestowed upon us so many divine pills and medicines. The experts of our Gao family are ready to answer our lord's call at any time, even at the cost of their lives!"
Gao Zhe immediately and solemnly expressed his determination.
Before Gao Zhe set off, Shen Qian spent several hours refining another batch of pills suitable for Divine Realm experts, and entrusted him to deliver them to the eight people.
Although he is still young, having experienced so much, Shen Qian is no longer the naive young man he once was, and has learned to win people's hearts.
Even from Gao Zhe's perspective, they would still be loyal to Shen Qian without needing to be bribed; it was an oath engraved in their bloodline.
"Everything is ready; now, all that's needed is that final push..."
Shen Qian carefully put away the Time River Conch, stepped out of the tent, and looked at the colorful clouds on the horizon that belonged to the ancient times, and said leisurely.
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The ancient nights were much shorter than those of modern times. When dawn broke, a beam of colorful light shone from the sky, and the vast, sprawling camp of the Forest of the Gods suddenly became bustling with activity.
Countless people were startled, and Shen Qian also opened his sleepy eyes and walked out of the tent.
After breaking through the Mountain and Sea realms, sleep has lost its meaning for martial artists in a sense. Only some Mountain and Sea martial artists who lack spiritual power cultivation methods will use sleep, the oldest method, to cultivate spiritual power, and they can achieve good results over the years.
As a mental prodigy, Shen Qian naturally didn't need to use such a clumsy method. He would just take a nap occasionally, and the feeling of being refreshed was something that meditation and cultivation could not replace.
Under the colorful light, all the human warriors stepped out of their tents, and then they saw an extremely shocking scene.
The colorful light that spread out instantly engulfed the entire sky above the Forest of Gods, and then long streaks of light extended from the colorful light, spreading all the way to the camps of the various races.
A beam of light extended from the human camp, eventually transforming into a wide, long ladder made entirely of clouds, which landed directly on the ground.
"Geniuses of all tribes, ascend the ladder and pay homage to the gods!"
A grand sound resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
After a brief pause, figures began to appear one after another on the thousands of long staircases between heaven and earth, creating a magnificent sight.
"I never imagined there would be so many people participating in the Battle of Ten Thousand Races," Shen Qian remarked.
"In the last hundred years, due to the internal strife of the Wu Clan, there have been no major wars among the myriad races, so the population has multiplied to an unprecedented level. Even among the young geniuses, the number accumulated over ten years is already countless..." Gao Zhe said with a smile.
Shen Qian nodded slightly, feeling a mix of emotions.
The human race alone has a large population, with hundreds of clans in addition to the five major races. Although there are age restrictions, the total number of geniuses from the human race who came to participate in the battlefield of ten thousand races this time has reached more than two thousand.
If all races were included, the number would easily exceed ten million, and in terms of scale, it would be many times larger than the Nine Heavens Battlefield.
The human camp also began to stir, and many people realized that this was the clarion call for the start of the battlefield of all races.
"Envoy Gao, I'm going up now."
To avoid arousing suspicion about their identities, Gao Zhe would not go up with Shen Qian. However, the two exchanged ancient communication jades unique to this era, so that Shen Qian could contact Gao Zhe when needed.
In reality, it wasn't very useful, because Shen Qian knew that if this battlefield of ten thousand races was indeed the predecessor of the Nine Heavens Battlefield, then all means of external communication would probably be rendered useless within it.
In other words, if Shen Qian really does find his way back in the battlefield of all races, this will likely be the last time the two meet in the near future.
No one can even be sure if this is a final farewell.
Perhaps sensing something from Shen Qian's eyes, Gao Zhehan suddenly knelt on one knee, "Respectfully seeing off Your Majesty!"
Shen Qian didn't say anything more, but called out to Yue Jun and walked towards the long ladder.
Moon Falcon did not participate in the Battle of Ten Thousand Races, but Shen Qian had promised the Great Yuezhi that he would take Moon Falcon to find the god called "Moon God," which is why Shen Qian took Moon Falcon with him when he left.
At the same time, countless human warriors bid farewell to their relatives and elders and embarked on their journey.
Shen Qian deliberately lagged behind, knowing that he was not quite fitting in with the geniuses of the human race, so he simply didn't get too close to avoid receiving any more ridicule.
After the most surging crowd dissipated, Shen Qian, along with the curious Yue Jun, walked up the long staircase that was entirely made of colorful clouds.
Moon Falcon carefully stepped onto the ladder, and when she discovered that the ten-zhang-wide ladder was as solid as a real object, she couldn't help but marvel, "The strength of a top god is truly terrifying."
Shen Qian's expression was somewhat solemn.
He has always looked down on these fancy methods, but if they're fancy to this level, then it's a completely different matter.
At this moment, at least a thousand steps stand between heaven and earth, each step carrying anywhere from several thousand to tens of thousands of people.
Before sinking, he roughly estimated that if he pushed it to its limit, he might be able to barely condense a shaky staircase, but it wouldn't be able to support anything more.
Unfortunately, Shen Qian still doesn't have a clear understanding of the strength of top-tier kings and nobles. Otherwise, he might be able to draw an analogy to the level of the top gods of this era.
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