Martial God: Grinding from Mortal Flesh to Immortality

"Perhaps, in their eyes, only those who possess certain talents or Spirit Roots are their kind."

"As for others..."

Lu Sheng fell silent. This time, he finally saw through the true nature of the Mechanical Transformers and Cultivators.

Lu Sheng loathed everything before him, yet he couldn't change anything.

Even Lu Sheng, or any Tier Nine expert, could not alter the outcome.

Even if Emperor Bai himself came, it still wouldn't be possible!

This involved a confrontation among several Galactic Life Forms!

And he, a mere sixth-tier... though exceptionally gifted, was nothing more than an ant in front of these people.

As Lu Sheng and Mo Chou fell into silence, the voice of the Devouring Realm Empress slowly resonated from the frontline battlefield.

"The duel will be in five rounds!"

"One in the sixth-tier battlefield, one in the seventh-tier battlefield, one in the eighth-tier battlefield, one in the ninth-tier battlefield, and... the battlefield between me and the Spirit of Illusion!"

"In one month... the duel begins!"

The Devouring Realm Empress's voice echoed through the Cosmic Void, falling precisely into everyone's ears.

Some Martial Artists were visibly agitated, but the Cultivators and Mechanical Transformers remained exceptionally calm.

Eventually, a low, ethereal voice arose within the void.

"Agreed!"

Following that voice, the Spirit of Illusion reappeared in the Cosmic Void, calmly standing opposite the Devouring Realm Empress.

"The sixth-tier battlefield..."

Listening to the Devouring Realm Empress's voice, Lu Sheng couldn't help but clench his fists.

Regardless of whether it was the sixth-tier battlefield, the seventh-tier, the eighth-tier, the ninth-tier, or even the battlefield involving the Devouring Realm Empress and the Spirit of Illusion,

the outcome of every battlefield determined the future of billions of life forms.

And the ownership of several Life Planets and a dozen lifeless planets.

Lu Sheng felt an immense pressure bearing down on his shoulders.

Just then, a task notification popped up on his watch.

"Task update: All sixth-tier combat squads, immediately enter the sixth-tier battlefield and compete with the Void Insect Race for control!"

Seeing this task notification, the pressure on Lu Sheng felt even greater.

At this moment, Mo Chou's voice slowly emerged: "If you want to do this mission, you can do it yourselves. I'm done!"

Mo Chou spoke calmly, sliding his fingers across his watch.

This caused Luo Cheng's tone to deepen: "You're applying to leave the squad?"

Clearly, as the squad leader, Luo Cheng had received Mo Chou's application to quit.

Mo Chou, undisturbed by Luo Cheng's gloomy tone, looked calmly at him: "I won't participate in the sixth-tier battlefield!"

Lu Sheng was somewhat puzzled, he looked at Mo Chou: "Senior, what are you..."

Mo Chou glanced at Lu Sheng and sighed: "Regardless of victory or defeat, once the battle breaks out, ordinary life forms and low-tier Transcendents wouldn't stand a chance."

"I clearly know that my power is not top-tier among sixth-tier Transcendents. Even if I join the battlefield, I can't influence the outcome."

"Instead of fighting the Void Insect Race, I'd rather mobilize others to evacuate ordinary people and low-tier Martial Artists from the Life Planet."

"Although my effort is insignificant, it's better than letting the Void Insect Race corrode those ordinary people and low-tier Transcendents after losing."

Mo Chou's words plunged Lu Sheng into silence.

While Mo Chou's actions had a bit of a 'foolish old man moves a mountain' feel, as Mo Chou said, "Every bit of help matters."

At least... it wouldn't go against his core principles as a Martial Artist!

Watching the silent Lu Sheng, Hua Long and Yang Bufan smiled and shook their heads: "What a foolish decision!"

Mo Chou slightly furrowed his brows but chose not to argue for himself.

Whether it was Hua Long or Yang Bufan, they ignored Mo Chou's words because, for them, their task had already been completed with the duel's commencement.

Moreover, they were Cultivators from the Daoran Star System.

Even within the Daoran Star System, they wouldn't care about the lives of those ordinary people and low-tier Transcendents, let alone now in the Forging Star System.

As for Luo Cheng... from the moment he agreed to the plan, he cared even less.

The only reason he stayed and participated in the sixth-tier battlefield was that the Ascension Factions offered substantial rewards.

Including the seventh-tier origin and essential resources for advancing to the seventh tier.

Under the temptation of benefits and resources, they chose to continue their battlefield tasks.

Otherwise...

They would have turned away when the duel began.

"Lu Sheng, come with me!"

Mo Chou ignored the other three and looked at Lu Sheng, believing that the Star River University's prodigy would not sit idly by.

He extended the invitation to Lu Sheng.

However, after some thought, Lu Sheng shook his head: "Senior, I cannot agree."

Hearing this, Mo Chou showed a trace of disappointment.

But soon, Lu Sheng's voice sounded again: "It's not for resources or disregard for those ordinary people and low-tier Transcendents, but..."