Even though you're only at the mid-stage of the Celestial Realm right now, your essence combined with your mecha allows you to unleash power several times stronger than a peak Overlord.
[And that's not the biggest problem. You didn't use the Descendant technique to stack your sixth-realm strength, otherwise you'd be kicked out of the Myriad Races Battlefield. You only stacked your current rebuilt strength.]
[It was stacked 18 times, multiplied by 260,000.]
"Based solely on the core multiplier, one can only reach the mid-stage of a dominant player."
"Based solely on the mecha piloting area, he is merely Yang Dingtian at the peak of the second realm."
"With only 18 appearances, he is still only close to the late stage of the Overlord realm."
"But... these three ride zones are all independent."
[The ultimate pseudo-king.]
[Mid-stage Celestial Being, your current realm is purely mid-stage Celestial Being. You haven't used any power from the sixth realm, but through the triple multiplication of essence, holy body, and descent... you are enough to fight that supreme pseudo-king!]
[In the Battlefield of Myriad Races, if someone breaks through to the third realm, or if they reach the sixth realm and their mortal body is destroyed, exposing their true form, they will quickly be "kicked out."]
[But you, an overpowered monster at the peak of the fourth realm, can stay here permanently because you're actually only at the second realm, far from the peak of the second realm!]
"The mid-stage Celestial Realm cultivator is a hundred times weaker than the perfect Celestial Realm cultivator!"
Yun Shou calculated in his mind.
"If Twelve's level is raised to the peak of the second realm, then after this calculation... he can fight the Thorn Demon King."
You swiftly pierced the sky and arrived in the Three Realms region.
[Within the Three Realms region, you unleash your Six Realms True Form!]
The second realm has a strong repulsive force against the sixth realm, but a certain amount of time can be allowed in the third realm.
[That amount of time was enough for you to shatter the void and reach the Fifth Realm region, rub the bare elephant head of Wuqi, and after its essence was increased by +12, it left a mark.]
[Once the mark unfolds, it will tell it: This is a favor from humanity, and it should learn to be grateful and repay humanity in other places.]
Then return to the origin.
"If this operation continues for several months, Wuqi will essentially be gone, and he can then leave the Battle of Ten Thousand Races and return to the Bitter River Domain."
"However, the strongest among those supreme races seem to number two hundred Thorns, while Wuqi only has a little over ten Thorns... Let's increase its essence by four or five times, to prevent it from being killed as soon as it returns."
[You have a rather expectant thought: A king forced to flee his homeland, who has been a slave, endured countless hardships, and suffered for over a thousand years, finally encounters a wise man who helps him. When he returns home to rebuild his glory, he discovers his home is gone.]
[The once powerful clan was destroyed, its parents and relatives all perished, and the clan itself could only barely survive, occasionally being dragged out for a show of itself...]
"...Then the only way is to create a huge uproar, turning the world upside down."
[...]
The Grand Competition of All Races begins with the most basic gameplay: search, attack, and retreat.
Search for enemies across the vast map, eliminate them to earn points, and then save your points to survive to the end.
"Is this called 'PUBG'?"
"???"
Something seems off.
"You insignificant, lowly clan, come and face your death!"
[From the edge of the jungle, a slender, alien creature leaped out. Its arms were long and thin yet incredibly powerful, lashing out like whips, creating a series of sonic booms.]
"Oh no! It's the pride of the Binxuan tribe!" Several teammates nearby shouted. They were once considered prodigies within the human race, unmatched by any other, but upon arriving on the territory of the Daowen tribe, they were utterly crushed by the relentless pressure.
They've become so insecure, they're practically on the verge of kneeling.
[One of them grabbed you: "Brother Yun, let's retreat quickly! Even among the powerful clans, the Binxuan Clan isn't at the bottom, even if it's you..."]
Before he could finish speaking... or rather, before he could complete his sentence, he was silenced by a deafening explosion.
[Mo Ling, from the group, kicked out and smashed the head of the long, thin, strange man from the Binxuan tribe, like a watermelon exploding.]
You couldn't help but roll your eyes, feeling utterly robbed.
"You're making it sound like you're wearing a hat."
[Observe the people in the group; only twelve are natives; the rest are all women.]
Furthermore, only one of the beast tamers, "Feng Hou," is currently undergoing retraining; the other six are all at the fifth or sixth realm of cultivation.
[Any one of them could easily destroy the entire Bitter River Domain.]
【then--】
[Tense, exciting, life-or-death struggle, survival, formidable enemy, narrow escape... What should have been a search, attack, and withdrawal scenario turned into a picnic by these girls.]
[The enemies encountered, whether insignificant tribes or powerful clans, were all easily defeated.]
Even the "Prince Leli" of the supreme race "Kua Clan" had his skull pierced by the Lord of the Forest with a vine.
[When the preliminary selection ended, the Celestial Talisman Master leading the team almost knelt down. The human race, a minor race, dared to kill the crown prince of a supreme race; he felt the human race wouldn't survive until next year.]
The high-ranking officials from the four realms who had come from the Kua tribe repeatedly cast their gazes toward the human race, the immense pressure making him feel as if he might die at any moment.
"Humans, interesting. It's surprising that such a lowly race has produced such a figure."
[Next to the high-ranking members of the Kua tribe, a supreme figure from the Daowen tribe, the organizer, approached and said, "Give my tribe some face."]
"Has the road widened?"
"Oh?" The Kua clan leader looked at him coldly: "You intend to recruit these prodigies from minor clans?"
The Supreme Lord of the Daowen Clan shook his head and chuckled, "No, everything will be done according to the rules during the competition. After the competition, you can do as you please."
"Our six clans have always been of one heart and one mind; how could we possibly turn against you for their sake?"
"It's too narrow, too narrow."
The Supreme Lord of the Daowen Clan sneered, "Perfect. Over a thousand years have passed. The Wu Clan's affairs are too distant. Even though a few have been brought to light recently, it still can't stop the disrespect of certain inferior clans."
"After the competition ends, if the members of this minor clan are still alive, you can execute them in public, letting those mediocre clans know that no matter how outstanding an individual may be, if their birth is not of the highest order, they will only face certain death!"
"What's the use of being able to fight?"
"But if someone is exceptionally good at playing, that's a different story."
"Then exterminate their entire race and all living beings, informing the rest of the myriad races of the Bitter River Domain of their sins."
The Kua tribe's high-ranking members also laughed: "They are indeed remarkable, practically invincible in the second realm, and together they can contend with newly promoted third realm cultivators... but the Bitter River Domain is not only home to newly promoted third realm cultivators!"
The Grand Competition of All Races spanned an extremely long period, and more than six months had passed in the blink of an eye.
The human squad advanced triumphantly, sweeping all before them, leaving a lasting impression on all the powerful and supreme races.
Conversely, you've also managed to trap several of Meizu's creatures.
"Typo".
"wrong!"
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