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Tần Phong ngồi trong chiến hạm, lòngAgainst the backdrop of the endless war in the vast universe, his ambition for the "Eternal Destiny Point" burned fiercely. Suddenly, a holographic message flashed before him, accompanied by the cold, arrogant voice of Caesar.

\"Tần Phong, how are you?\"

The message was brief but carried a sense of urgency. Tần Phong quickly recovered from his bunker, his composure restored as if nothing had happened.

\"I've come out of seclusion,\" he replied.

\"Alright.\"

Caesar's response was equally terse. A moment later, the space within the ice cave distorted violently. A towering figure clad in resplendent golden armor emerged, exuding an aura of absolute power. It was none other than Caesar himself.

His gaze swept across the icy cavern, his expression unreadable. He seemed slightly taken aback by Tần Phong's decision to end his seclusion so abruptly, but his focus quickly shifted to the matters at hand.

\"Tần Phong, the situation has changed. It's beyond my expectations,\" Caesar said, his voice grave. His deep blue eyes flickered with rare uncertainty, a sign of the gravity of the matter.

Caesar rarely used the term \"beyond expectations,\" which spoke volumes about the severity of the situation.

\"Before the last interstellar talent competition, I was responsible for patrolling the Imperial records of the previous competitions,\" Caesar began, his tone heavy. \"However, due to the prolonged duration of the competition, my understanding is only superficial. But it's enough to draw one conclusion: each time the interstellar talent competition is held, the core rules of the competition remain largely the same, but the specifics of the competition are always different.

\"For instance, this time, the rules involve integral elimination, a chase regulation, and a hidden artifact regulation. These three core rules have been in place for four consecutive competitions. However, the initial conditions, such as the number of participating star systems, the scale of the arena, and the competition duration, vary each time.

\"This has led to my previous predictions based on the 'standard war' model being slightly off.\"

Tần Phong's expression turned serious as well. \"Your insights?\"

\"Certainly,\" Caesar nodded. \"Speaking of which, I have a new idea. Feel free to share yours first.\"

\"Alright.\"

Caesar gathered his thoughts before speaking. \"To be honest, the qualification for the Great War Zone competition is not just about strength. It's about representing the elite of each star system. They are the cream of the crop, the most outstanding young talents of each star system.

\"They emerge from the countless warriors within the star systems, fighting their way out through bloodshed and slaughter. In the past... I have underestimated the heroes of the universe.\"

Caesar's expression remained calm as he spoke these words, but the underlying meaning was profound.

\"Although our Great War Zone is the fastest to advance, we are not the absolute leaders,\" he continued. \"These talents are advancing at an astonishing rate.

\"Moreover, many of them have been preparing long before the competition. It's not a small number.

\"According to my intelligence analysis, before the last competition, they had already prepared high-level killing techniques, with at least a hundred people having mastered them!

\"Not to mention that there is another group of people who, during the competition, obtained high-level killing techniques from newly discovered resource points.\"

Tần Phong nodded slightly, indicating his agreement. He understood this all too well. He had once used the reward from the bet to obtain the eighth-level killing technique, the \"Mountain Song of Shangmang.\" However, he knew that such opportunities were not unique to him. With a large enough pool, the number of people who could obtain high-level techniques was not small.

Caesar continued, his tone growing more serious. \"The most direct manifestation of this is the personal combat power ranking and the detailed alliance ranking.\"

\"First, the personal combat power ranking,\" Caesar said, pulling up a dynamic ranking list. The top names were constantly fluctuating, with \"Seven Decades Ago, you single-handedly killed seven immortal-level warriors of the Tạp Lặc Alliance, earning a legendary feat that catapulted you to the top of the ranking. Your personal combat power score was also the highest.\"

\"However, during your seventy-year seclusion, the personal combat power ranking experienced a dramatic shake-up,\" Caesar said, pointing to the list. \"To put it bluntly, in the past seventy years, anyone who rose to the top ten was quickly dethroned within a year, sometimes even within months.\"

\"The top ten positions were constantly changing, with new talents replacing the old ones at an alarming rate.\"

Caesar's gaze finally settled on the names at the bottom of the top 100 list, where the achievements seemed almost \"ancient.\"

\"Look, your previous achievement of killing seven immortal-level warriors is now pushed out of the top 100,\" he said. \"Your combat power score has also fallen out of the top 100.\"

This fact spoke volumes.

Tần Phong understood. The implication was clear: the talents of the entire Great War Zone had surpassed the initial accumulation phase. With more and more resources appearing, the warriors were entering a phase of rapid growth.

Immortal-level warriors were emerging like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, and they were engaged in fierce battles, seizing resources, and creating astonishing achievements.

\"As for the detailed alliance ranking,\" Caesar continued, switching to another ranking list. \"The situation is similar to the personal combat power ranking, but with a key difference.\"

\"In the past few decades, the detailed alliance ranking was also volatile, with rankings changing daily. However, in the past decade, the changes have slowed down. The second-tier super alliances have stabilized their positions...\"

\"I understand,\" Tần Phong cut in, nodding. \"Our 'Six Great Alliance Star Systems' have, in recent centuries, cultivated over a hundred immortal-level warriors, surpassing the top 100 in the ranking.\"

\"If we were to consume high-level resources for all of them, our current production capacity wouldn't be enough,\" he added. \"Moreover, we control too many star systems, but our core members are relatively few. We can't effectively manage every territory.\"

\"Therefore, most large alliances, after expanding to a certain scale, know when to stop and enter a phase of digestion and consolidation.\"

\"Indeed,\" Caesar nodded, a hint of admiration in his eyes. \"Tần Phong, despite your seclusion, your understanding of the situation is as sharp as mine. We are on the same page.\"

\"Based on my predictions,\" Caesar continued, his tone confident. \"The next trend will be that the top immortal-level warriors of the large alliances will start operating in small teams. Their goal will no longer be to control territories, but to seize the increasingly rare and precious 'star system-level resources.'\"

\"Once someone succeeds, their strength will receive a massive boost, breaking the current balance. As for us, who control vast territories and produce a large amount of resources, we will have enough to support the promotion of a large number of top-tier planet-level members to immortal-level.\"

\"It's a good plan,\" Tần Phong agreed. \"I think the same.\"

Caesar nodded and continued. \"The current interstellar war is in its 680th year. The next major rule change could happen soon.\"

\"My plan is to take advantage of the current period of relative stability to launch a swift offensive, seizing the unclaimed star systems and small alliances surrounding our territories,\" he said, a sharp glint in his eyes.

\"We will expand our territories from 51 star systems to 300,\" he declared. \"We need to achieve this goal before the 700th year.\"

\"No problem,\" Tần Phong agreed without hesitation.

300 star systems was an extravagant number, enough to provide the alliance with a massive boost in resources, laying a solid foundation for future struggles.

\"Ah, that reminds me,\" Caesar suddenly recalled something and asked casually, \"What is your future goal?\"

\"Eternal Destiny Point,\" Tần Phong replied calmly.

Upon hearing this, Caesar's face lit up with a rare smile. \"So am I,\" he said. \"After experiencing the 'Supreme Original Talent,' I realized that there's no need to hesitate. Naturally, the best choice is the 'Eternal Destiny Point.'\"

The two exchanged a knowing smile, understanding each other without words.

They wasted no time in laying out a massive three-dimensional star map in the ice cave, marked with the coordinates and power distribution of various star systems.

Caesar pointed to the map and began to outline the detailed battle plan. \"The 170th to 190th star systems—there are 20 of them currently unclaimed. They will be our first targets.\"

\"On the other hand, the 191st to 196th star systems form the 'Scorpion Alliance,' the weakest among us. They will be our first target to open the way,\" he continued.

Tần Phong listened silently, occasionally nodding or offering a suggestion. Soon, a detailed battle plan was formed.

After that, a war mobilization order signed by both Tần Phong and Caesar was announced on the forum of the Six Great Alliance Star Systems.

**[Highest Alliance Order: All members, end your rest and prepare for war. The battle begins immediately!]**

This brief announcement spread like a nuclear bomb, igniting the entire alliance.

All alliance members, who were in the midst of seclusion or cultivation, dropped everything at once. The suppressed battle intent of nearly a century was reignited.

The warriors responded enthusiastically, rushing to their designated gathering points.

As a result, a new large-scale expansion war began, marking the start of a new era.

This war was different from the past. In the early stages, Tần Phong and Caesar worked together to eliminate a few immortal-level warriors scattered among the alliance's outer territories. They acted like ghosts descending upon their enemies, utterly destroying the enemy's core with irresistible force.

After removing the most powerful opponents, they withdrew from the battlefield, leaving the vast expanse of the war to be handled by the over a hundred new immortal-level warriors under their command.

The likes of Thương, Lạnh Ngọc, and Viêm Ô, who were once the top talents, were now mature enough to handle a large portion of the battlefield on their own.

They led their forces across the vast battlefield, pulling along countless planet-level warriors, like sharp blades carving through the enemy's defenses.

This was a crushing victory.

Faced with the overwhelming power disparity, the scattered star systems and small alliances had no effective resistance. The warriors were easily eliminated.

Thirty years passed in the blink of an eye, bringing the Great War Zone to the 710th year.

Under the command of the Six Great Alliance Star Systems, the territories expanded from the initial 51 star systems to a staggering 300.

A monstrous entity with hundreds of star systems was formed.

In the ice cave planet, Caesar looked at the latest battle reports, satisfied with a nod.

\"Three hundred star systems of resources are enough to support the new immortal-level warriors for a short period. The alliance's war achievements system can maintain stability for now,\" he said.

He turned to Tần Phong. \"Next, we can return to seclusion to further enhance our strength. At the same time, we should start paying attention to the 'star system-level resources.'\"

\"For now, there don't seem to be any star system-level resource points that have been truly harvested,\" he added.

\"Alright,\" Tần Phong agreed.

...

However, just as Caesar was about to discuss the intelligence about \"star system-level resources,\" an unexpected event occurred.

Suddenly, the ancient jade token on their side, which served as proof of their identity in the interstellar talent competition, began to glow with an unprecedented brilliance.

Pure energy characters appeared, as if carrying a life force, and were clearly imprinted in their retinas.

**[The competition has reached the 700-year mark.]

**[A large-scale alien invasion is taking place in the war zone. Those killed by aliens can be reborn, but cannot chase or hunt. They will be directly eliminated.]

**[This time, the 'Mechanical Race' invasion has begun. Please pay attention and participate.]

**[The war zone has deployed ten million-level immortal-level talents. Please pay attention and check them out.]

**[Million-level immortal-level talents: 'Human Race Hunting List' ranking.]

**[...]**

The jade token continuously displayed new messages, each containing information that could shatter the entire war zone's situation.

The ice cave was silent, as if frozen in time.

Both Tần Phong and Caesar, who were always calm and collected, were momentarily stunned by the news.

Tần Phong's first reaction was to immediately extend his spiritual awareness, covering the entire public forum of the war zone.

As expected, the forum was in turmoil, with countless messages being updated at an alarming rate.

The headlines were dominated by the keywords \"Mechanical Race invasion\" and \"Million-level talents.\"

\"Mechanical Race invasion... and the deployment of million-level talents?\" \"Unbelievable... This is truly unexpected!\"

Caesar couldn't help but chuckle softly. \"Tần Phong, it seems our previous concerns were unfounded! The Eternal Destiny Point... it seems there's a good chance now. This alien invasion is bringing us a true resource feast!\"

Tần Phong regained his composure, his eyes sharp once more.

\"If I recall correctly, the life force of the Mechanical Race is a highly valuable resource,\" he said.

\"More than just valuable!\" Caesar exclaimed, his voice filled with awe. \"Simply put, our bodies are the best medicine for them!\"

He began to explain in detail.

\"The Mechanical Race, as one of the top races in the universe, has a unique life form. At the planet level, their individual strength is not outstanding, but they can create powerful mechanical artifacts, forming terrifying 'Brave Warriors' tactics.\"

\"However, once they break through to the star system level, their core undergoes a transformation. Their spiritual power begins to grow rapidly.\"

\"At this point, they can create special mechanical artifacts that possess a fighting consciousness. Their combat power far exceeds that of ordinary machines. However, the creation speed is extremely slow.\"

\"But at the immortal level...\" Caesar's expression turned serious. \"At this level, the life force of the Mechanical Race possesses the same 'indestructible projection' immortality as us.\"

\"They are essentially a mobile super factory, capable of producing endless 'Soul' mechanical artifacts given enough time and energy. Theoretically, they can create an army of 'Soul' mechanical artifacts.\"

\"One person, one army!\" he emphasized, pointing out the key aspect.

\"Our true goal is the so-called 'Soul'!\" he continued. \"It's a highly condensed, pure spiritual will core. After capturing it, refining it can greatly enhance our own spiritual power intensity and total amount.\"

\"Even the life force of an immortal-level Mechanical Race is extremely valuable. If we can fully refine it, the enhancement will be greater than refining thousands of 'Souls'!\"

Upon hearing this, even Tần Phong, who was usually composed, felt a surge of excitement in his eyes. What did he lack now?

He lacked the resources to build the \"Immortal Tower\" to its full potential!

This sudden Mechanical Race invasion was simply a feast tailored for him!

Caesar seemed to see through Tần Phong's thoughts and added with a smile, \"After all, the Mechanical Race rebelled against the Human Empire in the early days, becoming an independent civilization. They are a race created by our human race.\"

\"Therefore, their spiritual core is compatible with ours. We can directly refine and absorb it without any adverse reactions.\"

\"Spreading their spiritual power across the universe and possessing this unique trait, they are the only other race besides the 'Insect Race' that can do so.\"

Caesar spread his hands. \"Other intelligent species, like the green-skinned Orks with their 'WAAAGH!' or the Demon Race, Angel Race, Stone Race, Holy Spirit Race... their spiritual power is tainted by their racial characteristics. Our human warriors cannot directly refine and absorb them.\"

Tần Phong nodded, understanding this well. He had seen detailed records of this in the Imperial forums.

If a human warrior forcibly tried to refine and absorb the chaotic 'WAAAGH!' energy of the Orks, their own spiritual power would quickly be corrupted, leading to madness and soul distortion, eventually becoming like the Orks—mindless berserkers.

These corrupted souls, in the end, would only serve as a source of fear and suffering.

Therefore, among all the races in the universe, only the Mechanical Race, which shared the same origin as humans, and the Insect Race, which had a pure spiritual will core, could be used as a \"tonic\" for human warriors to directly refine and absorb. All other races were off-limits.

\"So that's how it is...\" Tần Phong understood immediately and asked another crucial question.

\"What about the 'million-level talents' mentioned in the announcement? What is the 'Human Race Hunting List'?\"

Upon hearing this, Caesar's playful smile faded, replaced by a rare seriousness.

\"Ah...\" He pondered for a moment before speaking. \"The 'Human Race Hunting List' is a blacklist known to all races in the universe. It's a record of the top talents of their race, compiled to eliminate the greatest potential threat before their race fully matures.\"

\"To put it bluntly, it's a hit list,\" Caesar explained. \"Each race knows the names of the top talents of their race, and they will use all means necessary to eliminate them before they become a threat.\"

\"For example, in this interstellar talent competition, all the participants from the other races have likely made it to their race's 'Hunting List.'\"

\"After all, we are the top human race combat team, selected from countless star systems. We are the cream of the crop, the top talents of our generation,\" Caesar said, nodding.

Tần Phong understood this concept as well.

\"However,\" Caesar added, his tone growing more serious. \"If we can make it to the 'Hunting List' compiled by another race, that's a whole different story.\"

His expression turned extremely grave.

\"Those who make it to this list are not just top talents within their race. They are the cream of the crop, the greatest threat to other races. They possess extraordinary potential, even surpassing the talents of their own race in certain aspects, and have terrifying combat power even within their own race.\"

\"It can be said that this is a list with an extremely high gold content. Some might even call it a 'terrifying' list.\"

\"And this time, ten million-level immortal-level talents have been deployed into our war zone...\" Caesar took a deep breath. \"They are likely to be captured by a powerful human warrior and brought back to be used as test subjects in the 'sacrificial arena.' Being captured and used as a 'tool' is essentially a death sentence for them.\"

\"They know this all too well,\" Caesar continued, his eyes flashing with a cold intent. \"So, they will fight with everything they have, using the most brutal, cruel, and reckless methods to take down our human race talents before they fully mature.\"

\"The only uncertainty now is the current strength of these ten million-level immortal-level talents.\"

After Caesar's explanation, Tần Phong fully understood the situation.

If the Mechanical Race invasion was a feast from the heavens, then the deployment of these ten million-level talents was a pack of wolves entering the feast, hunting for their lives.

Of course, the Mechanical Race invasion was not necessarily a feast. With these two announcements, the entire war zone was pushed into an even more chaotic and bloody chaos.

...

In the ice cave, Tần Phong and Caesar processed the news that had just turned their world upside down. They looked at each other, both seeing a hint of bitter laughter in each other's eyes.

\"At the 700-year mark, there's suddenly a Mechanical Race invasion and the deployment of million-level talents,\" Tần Phong couldn't help but curse. \"Is it too much to ask for a 'Divine Tribulation' or a 'Chaos Descent' next?\"

He said this half-jokingly, half-seriously, as if sensing that the organizers of the interstellar talent competition were always fond of turning the tables when the participants least expected it.

\"You never know,\" Caesar shrugged. \"Who knows what bizarre things they'll come up with at the 800th or 900th year.\"

After a brief moment of levity, the atmosphere turned serious again.

\"So, what's the plan?\" Tần Phong asked, looking at Caesar.

\"We have two paths ahead of us,\" Caesar replied. \"One is to continue with our previous plan to seize 'star system-level resources.' The other is to respond to this sudden Mechanical Race invasion.\"

\"The former, even if we fail and are killed, we can still participate in the chase phase. There's a chance to turn the tables. But the latter...\" Tần Phong's voice trailed off, his tone growing heavy.

The announcement clearly stated that in the event of an alien invasion, those killed would be directly eliminated, with no chance for a chase or hunt.

This was a high-risk, high-reward gamble. Victory would pave the way for the "Eternal Destiny Point," but defeat would mean eternal damnation and direct elimination.

\"Which one to choose?\" Caesar asked, a confident smile playing on his lips, as if he already had the answer.

But a second later, his smile froze. His gaze was fixed on the constantly updating battle simulation screen before him, and his expression turned grim.

\"Now...\" He took a deep breath, his voice heavy with uncharacteristic gravity. \"We don't have a choice.\"

\"Look at the war zone's public forum,\" he said.

Tần Phong followed his gaze and looked at the forum. He saw countless messages being updated at an alarming rate, with a red alert system activated.

**[Warning! Star System 1213 has detected a Mechanical Race jump signal! The number is countless!]**

**[Our patrol team encountered a Mechanical Race vanguard and was wiped out! The enemy is at least a planet-level top-tier combat unit!]**

**[Help! Star System 2301 is surrounded! We're trapped!]**

The red alerts kept pouring in, painting a grim picture of the situation.

Caesar's voice was heavy with meaning. \"The number of Mechanical Race life forces... far exceeds our imagination!\"

\"This is not a targeted deployment or a regional invasion. According to the latest intelligence, every star system occupied by the competition participants will have Mechanical Race forces of varying scales appearing in it!\"

Tần Phong's pupils contracted, and he understood the implication in Caesar's words. It sent a chill down his spine.

\"You mean, the more territories an alliance controls, the greater the pressure they will face from the Mechanical Race?\"

\"Exactly,\" Caesar nodded heavily.

For a moment, both of them were silent.

The Six Great Alliance Star Systems... the name sounded grand, but in reality, it was a combination of six star systems, from the 99th to the 115th star systems. These six star systems were home to the core members of the alliance.

But now, these six star systems controlled a staggering 300 star systems.

This number, which they had once been proud of, was now a heavy burden.

Among all the large alliances in the war zone, the Six Great Alliance Star Systems was an extreme example of this burden.

The situation was dire. They had to defend 300 star systems with only six star systems' worth of forces.

\"We can choose to temporarily retreat, consolidating our forces and returning to our original six star systems for defense,\" Tần Phong suggested.

\"But this means we have to abandon the new territories we've painstakingly conquered,\" he added.

This was a gamble with both their lives and their future.

Abandoning territories would mean the collapse of the alliance's war achievements system, which was built on the exchange of war achievements for resources.

The warriors who had fought hard for these war achievements would see their efforts reduced to nothing, and the large number of warriors who had joined for the promise of war achievements would lose their motivation.

This could lead to internal strife within the alliance, and even if they managed to survive, Tần Phong and Caesar would become targets for blame.

In the past, alliances would dissolve and regroup, and at most, they would have to go solo. But now, the situation was different.

With ten million-level immortal-level talents deployed as hidden threats, lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

If they lost the protection of the alliance, they would be isolated and vulnerable. They would become targets for the other races' million-level talents, who would seize the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Tần Phong knew this all too well. He remembered how, in the past, when his strength was weak, he had been hunted and chased by seven assassins. He would never forget how they had stalked him, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

\"Therefore, we must fight the Mechanical Race, and we must win,\" Caesar declared, his voice filled with determination.

\"However, the alliance's war achievements system does not need to be linked to this Mechanical Race invasion,\" he added.

Caesar made a quick decision. \"The 'Soul' of the Mechanical Race is a pure war trophy. Whoever kills them gets to keep it. This can maximize the combat enthusiasm of all participants.\"

He sighed, a hint of regret in his voice. \"To be honest, I regret not taking in a few more prisoners in the past. We've killed too many, and now, faced with the Mechanical Race, we don't have enough manpower.\"

\"But it's too late to think about that now,\" Tần Phong cut in, interrupting Caesar's thoughts. \"Let's focus on the present. For now, we have to temporarily put aside our plan to seize star system-level resources.\" \"

\"Alright,\" Caesar agreed. \"The priority now is to gather all our forces and deal with this crisis.\"

\"Let's convene,\" Tần Phong said, his words few but meaningful. \"You take command.\"

\"Alright,\" Caesar accepted the responsibility without hesitation. \"Given the urgency, I need to quickly form a relatively complete 'army' structure. The challenge is high, but it's doable.\"

With a shared understanding, they issued the highest-level emergency assembly order in the Six Great Alliance Star Systems' forum.

While waiting for the alliance members to gather, both of them looked at the war zone's public forum again, wanting to get a better grasp of the situation.

But before they could get a new update, a new battle report popped up, making their pupils contract in shock.

**[Battle Report: The 10th-ranked combat power, 'Khai Qua,' encountered a Stone Race million-level talent, 'Stone Table Mountain,' in Star System 147. After a 3-minute battle, he was killed and eliminated from the competition!]**

\"...\" Tần Phong and Caesar were both stunned.

\"Eliminated just like that...\" Tần Phong slowly opened his mouth, his voice heavy. \"I remember him. He had just reached immortal-level when I did, and he had defeated several immortal-level warriors with his achievements.\"

\"He was slightly ahead of us in terms of cultivation speed. It seems he was stronger than us even now,\" he added.

\"It's incredible,\" Caesar agreed, feeling the weight of the news. \"In less than 15 minutes, the 10th-ranked combat power was replaced. It seems our estimation of the million-level talents' strength was too low.\"

\"They are the top talents of their respective races. At the immortal level, they are undoubtedly the strongest of the strong,\" Caesar concluded.

This news shook both of them to the core.

But the million-level talents were only ten in number, scattered across the vast war zone. The chance of encountering one was minimal.

The real crisis was the countless Mechanical Race forces.

Caesar quickly gathered his thoughts and focused his attention on the large screen before him. His fingers moved swiftly, creating countless strands of spiritual power that connected to the jade tokens of every alliance member in the war zone.

\"Form 'combat teams' of ten people each. Assign a team leader for each,\" he ordered.

\"Form 'companies' of a hundred teams each. Assign a company leader and two deputy company leaders for each,\" he continued.

\"Above that, form battalion-level units. Assign battlefield discipline officers, intelligence gathering teams, and patrol teams,\" he concluded.

Every order, every assignment, was issued with high efficiency from Caesar's mouth, reaching every participant in the alliance.

In a short time, a relatively complete, though slightly rough, army structure was formed.

\"Order: All teams, complete your assignments and immediately begin patrolling the 300 star systems under our alliance's control through the FTL network!\"

\"Mission objectives: Locate the specific coordinates of the Mechanical Race life forces!\"

\"Attention! Your mission is only to investigate. Do not engage in battle! Once you find the target, report the coordinates and retreat immediately!\"

\"...\"

Following Caesar's orders, the alliance forces, which had just gathered, began to move like a sophisticated and efficient war machine.

Tần Phong, on the other hand, was closely watching the war zone's public forum, looking for new information.

\"The competition is getting worse,\" he couldn't help but say. \"The announcements on the jade token are too vague. Even the simplest explanations are teasing us, and there's a lot of hidden information not mentioned, like the Mechanical Race life forces appearing in every star system.\"

\"...\"

Tần Phong continued to watch, and soon, more updates appeared.

**[Battle Report: The 13th-ranked combat power, 'Khai Qua,' encountered an Image Race million-level talent and was killed and eliminated from the competition!]**

**[Battle Report: The 3rd-ranked combat power, 'Du Nha,' encountered a Holy Spirit Fire Race million-level talent, fled, and is currently missing!]**

**[Battle Report: ...]**

\"Hmm?\" Tần Phong was surprised. \"It seems that the million-level talents of other races are targeting the top combat power rankings.\"

\"No, it's the combat power rankings,\" Caesar corrected.

\"So that's it. It seems the competition organizers are playing tricks on us, not revealing everything,\" Tần Phong cursed.

\"Intelligence has detected the Mechanical Race life forces,\" Caesar reported. \"Tần Phong, we have to act now. There's a high-level immortal-level Mechanical Race life force in every star system—there are 300 of them in total.\"

\"If we don't act, we'll be eliminated,\" Caesar added, his expression grave.

Tần Phong, who had already put on his power armor and held the Swallowing Spirit Field Blade, opened the FTL network.

Similar scenes were unfolding in every alliance's internal forum.

Every Interstellar Planet Alliance, which had just been established, was facing immense pressure. The number of warriors in the competition had been reduced to a tenth of the original, but even so, every Interstellar Planet Alliance was under immense pressure to defend their star systems against the Mechanical Race.

However, even in this situation, the immortal-level warriors stationed at the star system-level resource points refused to leave their posts. They were too deeply invested in harvesting the resources, having spent too much time and resources already.

At the same time, the Imperial authorities directly intervened, and the relevant departments of the interstellar talent competition also issued a new round of high-level warnings.

The warriors from the human race territories were engaged in heated discussions, with occasional gunfire, showing their curiosity and concern about the Mechanical Race life forces.