Chapter 624
The Distribution of Opportunities at the Sage's Tomb!
Jiang Shu's gaze swept over the furious compound eyes of the Zerg guards, the taut fists of the Giant Spirit envoy, the unstable arcs of electricity flickering within the crystal body of the Heavenly Crystal God General, and the tense spatial ripples around the nomadic leaders, finally settling on the crimson electronic eyes of the Mechanical God Envoy.
"After entering the tomb, each will rely on their own abilities."
"Whoever finds the opportunity will keep it."
Given the background and status of the War Alliance, Jiang Shu is fully entitled to make his voice heard!
A tiny, sharp curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, like the first glimpse of a blade.
"Whoever gets it, it belongs to them."
"Whoever is quick and has the strongest fist will naturally get what they want."
"Isn't that more direct? Isn't that fair?"
As the words fell, the dark golden water ripples on the Shattered Universe Gloves, and a sharp intent that could cut through the void flashed by very subtly.
While a flawless strategy is important, the only constant is overwhelming strength.
For a situation to escalate into mutual scheming, the two sides must be roughly equal in strength.
The Machine Race is indeed powerful, but because of their notorious reputation, no one agrees with their proposals. Even the Zerg, who had previously allied with the Machine Race and wanted to take advantage of the War Alliance's troubles, turned against them.
There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests.
"Okay, have fun!"
The envoy of the Ancient Giant Spirit Clan was the first to respond, unleashing a deafening roar.
His massive bronze body slammed into the stone chair once more, his wild blood surging and forming a visible bronze-colored shockwave.
"That's how it should be done! What the hell is all this dawdling about?!"
"I'll go in and grab what I want, even if I die because I'm not good enough, I'll accept it!"
His eyes blazed with fighting spirit, his massive fists clenched so tightly they crackled, and the edges of his bronze heavy armor gleamed with a scorching heat.
"Heh heh... It should have been done long ago!"
The Zerg royal guards' colorful carapaces vibrated at a high frequency, emitting a sharp and pleasant hiss.
Its mouthparts opened and closed wildly, revealing the menacing structure of sharp teeth inside.
"This is the truth that my race believes in: survival of the fittest, the strong will always be strong, hiding in an iron shell is no contribution at all!"
"Jiang Shu, your suggestion is excellent!"
Its scarlet compound eyes stared intently at the mechanical messenger, full of provocation.
In that chilling thought, greed and excitement almost burst forth.
"Seconded."
Several calm voices came from the corner, like drops of cold spring water, carrying the sound of metal and stone.
They are representatives of several dominant forces that occupy the chaotic star field.
They may not be as strong as the three supreme races, but they have risen from bloodshed. Which one of them is easy to deal with?
A one-eyed old man shrouded in black robes, with a hideous scar on his face, wore a bloodthirsty smirk, clearly advocating the rule of "survival of the fittest."
Another middle-aged man, dressed in a magnificent brocade robe and playing with a star-shaped pearl in his hand, had deep eyes. Although he did not speak, his slight nod and the sudden restraint of his aura indicated that he also agreed with the proposal.
For them, troubled waters are where it's easiest to fish.
Order means there are no loopholes to exploit.
A burst of violent arcs of electricity, interwoven with icy blue and blazing white, erupted from the body of the Heavenly Crystal God General, crackling loudly.
The crystalline face remained expressionless, but the blinding electric light and sudden energy fluctuations undoubtedly indicated a firm stance of acceptance.
Its crystal structure perfectly reflects the expressions of all parties, like a silent mirror with a clear stance.
The spatial ripples around the leader of the Starry Sky Nomads suddenly spread violently for a moment, like water waves encountering a stone, stirring up the stagnant air in the hall.
A sense of eager anticipation, like that of a "hunting expedition," permeated the air.
They were hunters in the darkness.
……
a few days later.
The cold alloy bulkhead gleamed with a metallic sheen under the star shuttle's deep blue bottom lighting, mixed with a faint smell of energy dust and an indescribable, bloody stench that seemed to originate from ancient battles.
The alliance has the largest number of members.
Besides Elder Lei, who stood with his hands behind his back near the huge circular observation window, wearing a dark gold battle armor and exuding a deep and imposing aura, Jiang Shu also sensed another equally profound aura.
The man wore armor similar to Elder Lei's but slightly darker in color. He had a stern face and a long, slanted, pale silver scar on his forehead. He didn't look at anyone, but simply closed his eyes to rest, as if all the noise and undercurrents around him were irrelevant.
This should be the other core elder of the Battle Alliance who reached the peak of the Venerable realm, as mentioned by Zhan Jiuxiao.
Elder Lei led Jiang Shu into the command hall, attracting everyone's attention. However, this elder remained completely still, not even lifting his eyelids.
Jiang Shu's arrival was like a pebble thrown into this strangely calm pool.
Several gazes instantly focused on him. The compound eyes of the Zerg guard seemed to focus for a moment, emitting a barely perceptible "click" sound.
The blue light on the mechanical messenger's head flickered twice, as if it were conducting a high-speed scan and analysis.
The other representatives of the dominant forces also had undisguised probing in their eyes, and even a few hints of barely perceptible malice.
"This is the command center, why is a junior here?"
The powerful and influential figure, who was a dominant force, spoke with some dissatisfaction, his words full of targeting of the War Alliance.
That's right.
Although there weren't many people in the command hall, they were all top-notch experts, almost all of whom were at the peak of the Venerable realm. Ordinary Venerables could only stay cautiously to the side. Jiang Shu, a cultivator at the tenth realm, was indeed an anomaly.
"I actually think this kid is right up my alley, and young people have more novel ideas than us old folks. Who knows what good ideas he might have?"
The speaker was a powerful member of the Giant Spirit Clan whom Jiang Shu had met in the War Alliance. When Jiang Shu said that the opportunity in the Sage's Tomb would be obtained by the capable, he was the first to stand up and support Jiang Shu. Therefore, when he saw Jiang Shu again, his tone was somewhat friendly.
"If you have any grievances, just tell me."
This powerful figure is extremely famous in the starry sky and is known for his ruthless nature.
After hearing his words, the powerful figure who had questioned Jiang Shu looked rather displeased, but he said nothing more.
"I wanted to bring it, so I brought it along. It'll be a good opportunity for him to hear about the Sage's Tomb."
Elder Lei's voice broke the silence, carrying a metallic clang.
"Alright, everyone's here."
"This is the temporary joint exploration command center. There are some things that need to be clarified before we arrive at the Sage's Tomb."
His gaze swept across the entire area, lingering briefly on the faces of the mechanical messenger and the Zerg guards.
Seeing that all the powerful figures from the major forces had arrived, the mechanical envoy emitted a smooth but cold tone from his chest.
"Data sharing has been initially synchronized. Now, we will present the intelligence units that have been analyzed at the Sage's Tomb." It raised a metallic arm that shimmered with silver light and pointed it to the center of the hall.
With a soft hum, a desktop-sized 3D star map appeared out of thin air, precisely showing the star shuttle's trajectory and the distorted region in the distance known as the Abyss Star Vortex.
The star map focuses, and deep within the stellar vortex, a singularity is highlighted.
"This is the target area."
The mechanical messenger's voice was devoid of any emotion.
"Through the core of the mother body, in conjunction with multiple advanced logic operation terminals, 7.65 million time-space fluctuation reverse deductions and rule analyses were conducted, and it was finally determined that the being buried in this tomb was not an ordinary saint."
As it spoke, it touched that singularity with its metal finger.
The singularity suddenly magnified, and dense energy spectral lines and rune simulation images appeared around it.
The data stream scrolls rapidly alongside the star chart.
"Based on the intensity of the remaining pressure field, the complexity of the spatial seal, and the reverse modeling of the traces of erosion of the surrounding laws, the probability of the target individual's realm is as follows."
"Late stage of Sainthood, probability 62.3%; Peak Sainthood, probability 35.7%; Initial entry into Sainthood, probability 1.9%; error rate 0.1%."
A collective gasp of astonishment echoed in the minds of everyone except the two elders of the War Alliance.
Late stage of sainthood!
It might even be a peak-level existence!
That person has truly touched upon some ultimate form of the universe!
The value of the things contained in the burial grounds of such beings is immeasurable.
At this moment, the Scarface Elder finally opened his eyes. They were sharp and weathered eyes that had witnessed countless brutal wars.
He spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and low.
"A peak saint... has fallen here?"
"Do you know which ancestor is buried here?"
Countless geniuses have been born throughout the endless ages of the universe, but only a very few have ever reached the Venerable realm, let alone the Saint realm.
Even in the days before the path of cultivation was perfected, sages were infinitely close to the creators.
To create a vast world, to dominate, and even to create countless races and lives.
It can be said that in that ancient era, almost every saint left behind their own legend.
Not to mention that he is a supreme expert who may be at the peak of the Saint realm.
"The identity of the tomb owner is still unclear. All we know is that it is a saint's tomb. But what exactly is inside, we'll have to wait for the strong and geniuses of our clan to see for themselves."
The mechanical envoy gently shook his head and said...
"The reason for its fall is also unknown, but its tomb structure integrates multiple rule barriers, especially its spatial structure, which is exceptionally tough."
"This is why it requires the participation of individuals who are proficient in the laws of space; the efficiency of breaking through barriers and internal navigation can be improved by more than 80%."
"At the same time, the tomb has been eroded over a long period of time, and its interior space shows that its walls have become extremely fragile. Only those below the late stage of the Venerable realm can enter to maintain its barely stable state. Forcibly breaking through will result in a 98.9% probability of structural collapse and rule storms."
"This is the optimal solution after balancing risk and return."
Upon hearing this, the hall fell silent once more. The powerful figures were all pondering, but couldn't find any problem.
Although there are constant frictions between the War Alliance and the Mech Race, at this time it must be admitted that the Mech Race's analysis is rigorous, the data is detailed, and the arrangement does sound reasonable.
These kinds of ruins are not places that can be explored at will.
The mechanical envoy seemed satisfied with the silence, nodded, and continued, "After the core of the mother body is placed in the tomb, all parties will use spatial nodes as independent search bases."
"We will provide initial location scanning data sharing to avoid unnecessary exploration."
Upon hearing this, the scarred elder snorted coldly.
"No matter what you say, once you get in, what happens in the end depends on your own abilities."
His gaze, sharp as a blade, swept over the mechanical messenger and the other representatives.
"That's natural. After all, it's the Tomb of a Saint. Even we, the Mechanical Race, don't have complete confidence in fully exploring this massive Tomb of a Saint."
The mechanical angel's blue light steadily addressed him.
"Everything is based on previous agreements, and the results are obtained internally, depending on individual circumstances."
"But in this process, I hope that everyone can help each other."
"If any factors threaten overall security, the joint defense protocol will be forcibly activated."
The meeting ended in an atmosphere where a consensus was superficially reached, but undercurrents were turbulent beneath.
Jiang Shu did not linger any longer. After bowing slightly to Elder Lei and Elder Scarface, he turned and left the oppressive hall.
After walking along the cold metal passage for a while, we arrived at a relatively spacious rest area, where we could see Zhan Feng and Zhan Yun leaning against the cabin wall talking in the distance.
"You've finally come out. It must have smelled pretty strong of gunpowder in there, right?"
Zhan Feng grinned, but there was little ease in his eyes.
Zhan Yun greeted Jiang Shu and handed him a specially made military water bottle, saying, "The Mechanical Race hasn't caused any trouble, has it?"
"Those guys won't get up early for nothing."
"However, nothing can compare to absolute overwhelming strength."
Jiang Shu took the water bottle and took a sip. The cool, slightly sweet liquid eased his mental tension.
This kettle contains medicinal wine made from the blood of a Venerable-level Star Beast, which is extremely precious.
Only young leaders like Zhan Feng and Zhan Yun, who have the backing of the Zhan Alliance, could so easily put it in a kettle.
"The main thing we determined was the terrifying strength of the tomb's occupant and the arrangements after entering."
Jiang Shu briefly recounted what had just happened.
Zhan Feng was also surprised after hearing this, and then cursed under his breath, "Peak Saint... that's really scary."
He then lowered his voice and gestured to several sharp-looking young men sitting in a few corners on the other side of the cabin area.
"Look, do you see those?"
"The one wearing the purple scale armor is Amber Fang, the young master of the Crystal Bone Barbarian Clan. That kid's body is abnormally tough, and he's incredibly strong. If you run into him while he's trying to steal something, just beat him up. He's tough."
"That guy in the corner, dressed in black robes like a shadow, is Youlian from the Dark Star Alliance. He's skilled in curses and poisons, and he's very cunning."
"And that one, the one with vines and swords embroidered on his clothes, is called Jing Wuming. He's the adopted son of the Thorn Pirate King of the Chaotic Star Sea. He looks refined, but he's ruthless and merciless when he strikes."
"These guys are no pushovers."
"The one we need to be most careful of is that little monster from the mechanical race, codenamed Entropy. It's huddled next to the Mechanical Envoy, barely noticeable, but it gives me a bad feeling, like a stagnant pool."
"Oh, it seems they overheard our conversation." (End of Chapter)