You, a druid, go to practice Taoism?.

Chapter 438 No Regrets
Qi Ping's strength has now reached an incredible level, and his growth rate is something that Han Li and Zhang Daniu can't catch up with at all.

This battlefield is the best opportunity for them to demonstrate and improve their combat power. At the same time, he also wants to stand by Qi Ping's side and fight alongside him, just like before.

Perhaps because of the presence of a real external enemy, the people of the Star Sea Continent have never experienced such harmonious relationships. People they used to hate and rivals now seem somewhat endearing, and they even wish that their strength could be even greater.

It wasn't until they faced these terrifying alien races that they felt the oppressive feeling of being surrounded by darkness and invincible enemies. At that moment, each human was like a flame supporting them. It was the feeling of each companion around them that gave them the strength to face the darkness.

And those powerful underground beasts summoned by the Star Emperor—I used to think these beasts were irritable, but now they seem so adorable.

However, they also knew that after this war, half or even more of the people around them would die, or even be completely defeated with no survivors.

After entering the boundary battlefield, in that battlefield where two worlds intertwine and world wills collide, everyone will randomly appear in the boundary battlefield where world wills are constantly clashing.

Within this battlefield, terrifying natural disasters and extreme environments from both worlds will randomly appear, sometimes accompanied by horrific explosive shocks. In the core area, even cultivators at the Void Refinement stage can be instantly killed.
Once randomly entered into the interdimensional battlefield, no one knows how many ferocious demons they will encounter or face, nor does anyone know if their own kind will appear beside them.

Based on the estimated number of demons, it is not impossible for one person to face a sea of ​​demons that far outnumbers themselves. In this situation, the only way to survive is to fight one's way into the demon territory and survive.

More importantly, what needs to be done in the boundary battlefield is not just to survive, but also to protect our own world nodes and destroy the enemy's world nodes.

World nodes will randomly form in various locations on the battlefield. These are the key to both worlds and the key to whether a world war can be won. If too many world nodes are destroyed, the entire world will suffer a severe blow.

Of course, there are advantages as well. The boundary battlefield is the most brutal meat grinder, but it also offers opportunities for soaring.

World nodes are, to some extent, manifestations of the spiritual essence of the world. If one can help one's own world destroy and devour world nodes, one will inevitably receive feedback from one's own world. This feedback may be extremely pure creative spiritual energy, resources to enhance physical body and comprehension, or powerful cultivation techniques, spells, and spiritual objects of heaven and earth.
This is why so many geniuses, even knowing that the Realm Battlefield is the most terrifying meat grinder and that no matter how powerful their background is, they cannot guarantee their life or death if they enter it, still choose to go. It is because this is a chance to defy fate!
As long as you can kill enemies and destroy enemy world nodes, even a decaying body has a chance to regain its vitality, incurable internal injuries may be healed, and inferior talents may awaken powerful physiques! As long as you kill enough enemies and destroy enough enemy world nodes!
This level of opportunity would tempt even ordinary cultivators, let alone Qi Ping himself, a terrestrial immortal from the Nine Domains of the Star Sea. This is because such an opportunity, which involves the most fundamental aspects of heaven and earth, is something that would never normally appear, and Qi Ping cannot control it. The level and grade involved are far too high.

Moreover, in this situation, the stronger the invading world, the more creations of heaven and earth will be generated!
An interdimensional invasion of this magnitude would undoubtedly generate tremendous wonders.

But all of this is predicated on winning or withstanding the demons' offensive in the interdimensional battlefield. If they lose or can't hold out, forget about the blessings of heaven and earth; they'll probably be devoured and left with nothing but bones shortly after entering.

To win the war within the realm battlefield, one person's strength is not enough. Whether it is Qi Ping or Baili Yun, who has already advanced to the Fusion Realm True Demon, they are merely a slightly larger speck of dust.

Because the boundary battlefield has a special feature, the world nodes are not inanimate objects, but can also attack and provide combat power to the cultivators on their side. At this time, if only a Nascent Soul stage or Mahayana stage cultivator intervenes in the battlefield, he will probably be torn to shreds in an instant.

To win this war in the interdimensional battlefield, we must rely on the strength of every single person.

The outcome of the battle in the border region will also have a significant impact on the outcome of this subsequent world war.

This is precisely why everyone's gaze towards others shows a degree of goodwill, which is also one of the characteristics of human nature.

This unique level of unity when facing other races is also one of the advantages that humans have in dealing with alien invasions.

Under Qi Ping's rule, the level of unity among the human race reached an unprecedented level in history.

"Father, do you think we'll be able to go back alive this time and see Mother, my little sister, and my little brother?" A young man who was gently wiping his sword was talking to a middle-aged man who looked seven parts like him.

"With the Star Emperor's leadership, we will definitely win. When we get to the Realm Battlefield, remember to do as your father said and prioritize survival. Your father will take care of earning the contribution; I have hidden methods," the middle-aged man said with great confidence.

But he didn't have any particularly powerful hidden methods; they were just some desperate measures. From the moment he arrived here, he had no intention of returning alive, and he had long since cultivated the best technique that allowed him to burn his life force to increase his strength.

Anyway, as long as his wife and children are alive, the large sum of money he has earned is enough to change his fate and ensure that he will not have to worry about resources for the rest of his life.

He believed that the Star Emperor would definitely entrust the resources to his wife and children, and that the Star Emperor would protect the families of these assassins. Although he had not known the Star Emperor for long, he already trusted him from the bottom of his heart.

So now there's only one left.

"Yes, I understand, Father. I will definitely try my best to live!" the man wiping the sword replied obediently.

But he knew perfectly well that his father probably didn't have any powerful trump cards up his sleeve. Otherwise, given his father's personality, he would have handed them over to him long ago. Why would he keep them for himself?
However, he did not choose to expose the matter, as he did not want his father to continue to worry about him.

He himself was not confident that he would survive this battle, but no matter what, he would do his best to win this war for the Star Sea Continent.

My younger brother and sister, who were born not long ago, are both very talented. As long as we win this war, my mother and my siblings will have a bright future.

Of course, if possible, the best outcome would be to use the opportunities within the interdimensional battlefield to defy fate, become a truly unparalleled genius, win the war, and return home with one's father and contributions.
As for the absence of this war, that would be nothing but wishful thinking.

Having experienced enough, he long ago realized that the cultivation world was a zero-sum game, where survival depended either on personal strength or a powerful backer. Even without this war, there would be others; plunder was the eternal theme, unless he was the only one left in the world.
The father and son, each with their own thoughts, enjoyed the last moments of warmth and tranquility, while simultaneously using a communication talisman to report the news of their initial victory to their families.

They all cherished this moment, and even the past conflicts and arguments seemed so ridiculous at this moment. It turns out that people really do only realize the value of certain things at the very end.

"Father."

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to call your name."

At this moment, the two seemed to realize that the other understood everything, but neither of them dared to break the silence. They simply enjoyed this last bit of warmth, which was probably truly the last. As long as there was hope for the future, that was enough.

Similar scenes are constantly playing out in the City of Fallen Immortals.

Some are fathers and daughters, some are brothers and sisters, and some are brothers or friends who have shared life and death.
Aside from a small number of people who were all alone, most still had their own bonds, and these bonds shone so brightly in this final moment that, to some extent, they even surpassed the allure of breakthroughs and spiritual treasures.
Of course, the bonds aren't everything. Some people yearn even more for the opportunities within the interdimensional battlefield. For them, the path to immortality and the journey through the heavens are more important than anything else. Their only thought now is to slay all enemies and forge their own throne of bones! Others take advantage of their last chance to confess to their beloved. In the face of the possibility of being separated by life and death forever, some things that they couldn't say before are finally spoken.

Some people confided their deepest secrets or feelings of guilt to their companions; some were about feelings, some were unspeakable secrets, and some were about being cuckolded.
The myriad aspects of human nature were laid bare at this moment.

In the face of life and death, everyone's most cherished things, greatest pursuits, and most authentic selves are all revealed.

What are sentient beings? This is it!

It is worth mentioning that, in this situation, quite a few people have come to understand their true nature, broken through the shackles of their spiritual realm, and achieved breakthroughs.

"Ugh"

Qi Ping felt the incredibly active Great Dao of All Beings within his body, sensing the emotions of each individual within it, and his heart was filled with a complex mix of emotions.

But after all these emotions intertwined, they ultimately turned into a sigh.

Of these living, breathing cultivators, how many will survive this war? Twenty percent? Thirty percent? Or less than one in ten?

That would mean the breaking up of millions of families.

This war was ultimately started because of him.

However, even without this war, the hellish survival mode and the inevitable decline of the Starsea Continent would have been unavoidable.

Or perhaps even if he hadn't become a celestial being on the Star Sea Continent, there would have been another one.

Of course, it's also possible that without him, the Star Sea Continent would have been destroyed even faster, with not even a glimmer of hope remaining, and would have been harvested and killed by the upper echelons of other places.

"Just stick to your own path and do your best!"

Who can predict the fate of life and death, fame and fortune, or even the survival of the world?
Even the little immortal tiger, which has awakened most of the Bai Ze bloodline, can only deduce personal fate. Anyone who dares to get involved in this world war, even if they only touch it in the slightest, will die. Qi Ping cannot protect it.

Moreover, under such terrifying power, the resurrection ability of the Beastmaster, who was advanced from the Beast King Druid, might not be able to revive. This is because Qi Ping already knew that many powers are ultimately limited, and some powers are even more terrifying than the Druid power he possessed. Having awe for the world is one of the rules for surviving in this world.

Even a seemingly top-tier Mahayana cultivator is but a drop in the ocean compared to the vast myriad worlds.

Qi Ping himself was not omnipotent; he was merely a seeker of the Dao in this world who wanted to live a good life.

There's no such thing as "I would die happy if I heard the truth in the morning," I just want to explore the essence of power and cultivation, and then live a good life.

"Moreover, I have always believed that this is the path I want to take, and I will never regret it once I've made this move!"

That's enough!

"Your Majesty, what are you thinking about?" A gentle female voice rang in Qi Ping's ear.

Qi Ping turned around and met a pair of eyes that were incredibly gentle.

But behind this gentleness, Qi Ping sensed even more determination and a strong will.

"Sister Nan, are you blaming me for not formally telling you my identity?"

The address "Lord Star Emperor" brought a helpless smile to his face.

"How could I dare? You wouldn't even need to lift a finger; those men down there could drown me in their spittle!"

"There was a reason for what happened before. The karmic consequences of my identity are too great. Before I truly unified the Star Sea Continent, even the slightest involvement would have been a death sentence for both you and Old Man Zhou."

“I know,” Sister Nan replied.

How could he not understand the terrifying enemies and life-or-death situations that Qi Ping faced back then? Even now, recalling Qi Ping's experiences, she still feels terrified!
Why didn't she realize back then that the cautious and timid Xiao Qi could have such a daring side? Who but the most reckless and audacious person would dare to do those things?
"I just came to talk to you. You might not see me anymore after we leave the Realm Battlefield."

Qi Ping did not refute Sister Nan's words, because he could not guarantee that his clone would still be alive. Even Baili Yun, the current True Demon in the Integration Stage, might die.

"Sister Nan, why don't you go back?"

Faced with this one of his few remaining relatives, Qi Ping ultimately couldn't bear to let her take the risk.

Faced with this answer, Sister Nan shook her head with unwavering determination.

"I am also a part of the Star Sea Continent, and I have also inherited the legacy of the Beast God Sect and the Eight-Winged Ant Immortal. It would be unreasonable for me not to contribute my strength."

"And this time I'm determined to catch up. I won't allow myself to back down, and neither will Senior Eight-Winged Ant Immortal."

As soon as Sister Nan finished speaking, her gentle gaze instantly became incredibly firm, and the terrifying time-elemental demonic insect beside her stirred up a distorted time storm.
(End of this chapter)