Chapter 43: Gathering of Masters

The cultivators from the Six Realms—Shan Gen, Di Kun, Lei Zhen, Feng Xun, Ze Dui, and Tian Qian—had, over the course of two hundred years in the Galaxy Battlefield, nearly wiped out the cultivators from the Shui Kan and Huo Li Realms.
Of course, not all cultivators from those two realms perished; a few lucky ones managed to evade the pursuit of the cultivators from the Six Realms. Yet, their numbers were so small that it was no longer necessary for the cultivators from the Six Realms to continue searching.
At this point, the cultivators from the Six Realms gathered at the center of the Galaxy Battlefield and took positions in their respective areas.
There were roughly 7.5 billion cultivators in each realm, bringing the total to 45 billion. After the great battle, only 10 billion cultivators remained, so these 45 billion now had to fight among themselves. The fighting would only stop after 35 billion died.
At that moment, the six leaders—Qiu Tong, Tian Wen, Bai Fang, Sang Guang, Gong Ye Bo, and Jin Mu Qing—met again in the space occupied by their respective factions.
“Now that the cultivators from the Shui Kan and Huo Li Realms have been almost wiped out, only our cultivators remain in the Galaxy Battlefield. It’s time we find a way to reduce the number of cultivators from the Six Realms,” Qiu Tong said calmly.
War was inevitable; otherwise, they could not leave the Galaxy Battlefield and return to their divine realms.
Gong Ye Bo smiled faintly, a fierce look flashing in his eyes, before sending a message to the other five: “Ladies and gentlemen, we must protect the guardians of our respective realms. As for the other cultivators, let them fight among themselves.”
The guardians were the tools used by each realm to maintain order and had to be protected, otherwise, chaos would reign in those realms for a while, which would not serve the interests of their royal families.
Tian Wen immediately shook his head and sent a message as well: “There are only about 200 million guardians in each realm, which may not be enough to control the other cultivators. I think we need to strategize and scatter the cultivators from our realms across every star, then let them fight among themselves.”
The leaders nodded in agreement.
Soon, the six leaders hatched a plan for a massive battle among the cultivators from the Six Realms.
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“All cultivators from the Shan Gen Realm, divide into 7,500 groups and station yourselves on each star.”
Upon returning to his own camp, Qiu Tong immediately announced this decision.

At the same time, the other five leaders of the other five divine realms immediately announced the same decision. Soon after, teams of one million cultivators began to travel through the stars, arriving at various planets. On each planet, there were two teams from different divine realms stationed there. In a short time, cultivators from all six realms were stationed together across the starry region. The guardians of the six realms stood in the six directions of this region to prevent the cultivators from any realm from escaping.

“Cultivators of the six realms, there are two teams on each planet—fight each other. On any planet, the battle ends only when all the cultivators of one team are dead.”

At that moment, the six leaders spoke simultaneously from the six directions of the region, revealing the plan they had devised.

With one million cultivators facing off against another million on each planet, there would be no clear victor. The death of cultivators from one side would lead to the deaths of many from the other side. As long as only one-quarter of the fighters remained on each planet, it would significantly reduce the total number of cultivators from the six realms. Then, the guardians would step in to eliminate those severely injured, until the number of cultivators left dropped to one billion.

With these six voices echoing, the cultivator teams on each planet realized they had been tricked by the six leaders. There was no choice but to fight—escaping meant certain death at the hands of the guardians stationed outside. Only by fighting could they survive.

“Kill, kill, kill!”

On one planet, some cultivators, filled with rage, immediately grabbed their divine weapons and charged at the opposing team. The sound of fighting ignited the emotions of the surrounding cultivators, awakening their bloodthirsty instincts. They too grabbed their weapons and charged in to fight the opposing team.

Emotions spread quickly. As cries of battle rose on one planet and blood flew, the teams on other planets were infected as well. With eyes filled with fury, both sides engaged in the most direct and brutal close-quarters combat.

“Kill, kill, kill!”

Throughout the entire starry region, the cries of battle created a resonance, causing the stars to tremble like boats in the waves of sound.

On every star, spells flew in all directions, energy surged, and a brutal battle ensued. Such clashes didn’t take long before countless cultivators died rapidly. Each wave of collectively cast spells could strike a large number of cultivators, and the power of such collective spells was beyond what any single cultivator could withstand, leaving them all dead. Within less than a year, a clear victor had emerged on every star in this region—either side’s forces were either completely wiped out or had very few cultivators left. The total number of remaining cultivators continued to decline rapidly. The six leaders kept monitoring the battles on each star and estimating the remaining numbers. When they all concluded that the total number of cultivators had dropped below 10 billion, they still saw no movement in the entire galaxy battlefield—no force capable of sending anyone back to the divine realm. Could it be that the total number hadn’t even reduced to one-eighth? Could there still be many cultivators hidden in the galaxy battlefield? The six leaders—Qiu Tong, Tian Wen, Bai Fang, Sang Guang, Gong Ye Bo, and Jin Mu Qing—used their identity cards to stay in constant contact, confirming the remaining numbers of their respective groups. “The total number of cultivators from the six realms combined is less than 9 billion. Why is there still no movement in the galaxy battlefield?” The six leaders were puzzled after confirming the current total. The end of the great battle could only come when the remaining cultivators reached one-eighth of the original number. 9 billion already met this condition, yet there was still no sign of activity in the battlefield, which baffled the six leaders. However, they had already stopped the great battle among the cultivators of the six realms. With the situation having changed, continuing the fighting was meaningless. Just then, a group of special figures arrived in the sky. Guo Huo, Liu Shi, Mu Rong, and Pang Shu, the top four on the rankings, each led 10,000 people and arrived at the center of the galaxy battlefield, in the area where the cultivators of the six realms were fighting. Naturally, the six leaders noticed their arrival and immediately gathered the cultivators from their respective realms, surrounding the four of them. In the sky, Guo Huo, Liu Shi, Mu Rong, and Pang Shu smiled faintly as they watched the distant stars, where six figures were flying swiftly toward them—Qiu Tong, Tian Wen, Bai Fang, Sang Guang, Gong Ye Bo, and Jin Mu Qing.

“Haha, interesting! It seems everyone at the top of the rankings has gathered now.” As soon as Pang Shu saw the six of them approaching, he burst into laughter.
The top thirteen on the rankings list—except for Yan Tan in eighth place, Wu Qin in ninth, and Qu Yi in tenth—had already gathered together.
“Guo Huo, Liu Shi, Mu Rong, Pang Shu, you’ve come too. I guess from this great battle, you must have obtained enough essence blood. Once back in the Divine Realm, you’ll surely reach the rank of Divine General.” Qiu Tong froze in place before calling out with a smile.
Qiu Tong was fifth on the rankings list. Right after him were Tian Wen in sixth, Bai Fang in seventh, Gong Ye Bo in eleventh, Sang Guang in twelfth, and Jin Mu Qing in thirteenth. So, when the six of them arrived, Qiu Tong, being at the top, was the first to speak up.
“Qiu Tong, you’ve gotten far more essence blood than us. In the future, when we all reach the rank of Divine General, we’ll be on an equal starting line. By then, it’ll be hard to say who will end up at the top of the Earthly Rankings.” Guo Huo called out with a smile.
The Earthly Rankings was a list ranking the strength of those at the Divine General level.
Hearing Guo Huo’s words, Qiu Tong, Tian Wen, Bai Fang, Sang Guang, Gong Ye Bo, and Jin Mu Qing grew serious, their expressions turning proud. From this great battle, the cultivators from the six realms had acquired vast amounts of essence blood after clearing out the cultivators of the Water Dike Divine Realm and the Fire Departure Divine Realm. Naturally, the six leaders also got enough essence blood to maximize the number of spiritual bodies in their bodies, laying a solid foundation for reaching the rank of Divine General.
“During this great battle, the four of you fought, but there’s one person—has anyone noticed that he never showed up before us?” Suddenly, Tian Wen said with a smile.
“Who?” Guo Huo, Liu Shi, Mu Rong, and Pang Shu asked curiously.
“Qu Yi,” Tian Wen replied calmly.
Qu Yi, who was in tenth place on the rankings!
At those words, the other nine all tensed up. Especially Gong Ye Bo, who was responsible for Qu Yi’s fame, turned red-faced, his eyes filled with ferocity. He had been searching for Qu Yi but couldn’t find any trace of him.
“So it’s Qu Yi. That Qu Yi who escaped from Gong Ye Bo’s grasp—I’m really interested in facing him to see if he can take my first place.” Guo Huo calmed down and even laughed loudly.
Just then, a figure appeared in the sky, flying toward the group of ten.
Soon, the figure became clear—it was indeed Qu Yi.