High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

In this vast and powerful realm, panic has begun to spread silently among a small portion of eternity.

However, no one witnessed the carnage perpetrated by Su Jie.

In fact, because the Chizha Xuanjie is so vast, most people have only seen a very small number of other contestants since they entered the battlefield.

As long as you don't actively go to dangerous areas with high energy density, and you quietly mine and hunt monsters, you will almost never encounter any danger.

Although it's not very efficient, compared to struggling to collect cosmic crystals outside, this place is already paradise.

But now, the communication symbol has started to light up frequently.

"Third brother, how's it going over there? How much have you dug up?...Third brother?"

There was no response, because no one answered the communicator.

"Fifth Brother, have you arrived at the coordinates we agreed upon? I'm here, but I can't see you...Fifth Brother?"

Stone sinks into the sea.

People started contacting their friends list in the messaging app.

Those four eternal vehicles that have lived for countless years, who doesn't have hundreds or thousands of old friends?

Some of them ventured across the Chaos Sea together, some fought side by side in some ruins, and some only exchanged communication tokens at a drinking party and never spoke again.

But now, some people are finding that their friends list is going dark one by one.

Panic began to spread in some areas.

Those Four-Wheel Eternals who were originally fighting over a mineral vein began to shrink their activity range, travel in groups, and some even withdrew from the battlefield altogether.

The number of people in the safe zone was increasing, and they were talking in small groups, their faces filled with fear.

"Have you heard? In that area to the east, tens of thousands of four-wheeled eternal beings disappeared within three days."

"Tens of thousands? You're exaggerating. I have a friend whose entire team of ten was reduced to just him in the blink of an eye."

"What exactly is that? Those chaotic beasts aren't that terrifying, are they?"

"I don't know... but I have a feeling this battlefield is getting dangerous. Maybe... we should retreat?"

"Withdraw? Are you willing to do that? What were we doing in here? Besides, the exit route is in a safe area, and it would take at least several months to fly there. Are you sure you can fly there alive?"

Those contestants who survived by sheer luck could only pin their hopes on the pay-to-win system.

Bronze, silver, gold, purple gold... The higher the membership level you reach, the faster the speed, the wider the sensing range, and the safer you will be.

Thus, a new wave of spending spree on in-game purchases erupted amidst panic.

Some people have already emptied their savings and frantically upgraded their membership privileges, all in order to obtain more Cosmic Crystals in a short period of time.

However, most people don't care about this.

After all, this battlefield is fraught with danger; chaotic beasts, relic restrictions, and sneak attacks from other contestants—any one of these could be fatal.

It's perfectly normal for some four-wheeled vehicles to die.

They were more concerned with how many cosmic crystals they had mined that day, and how many cosmic crystals they had obtained from killing a Chaos Beast.

Those participants who chose to withdraw did not truly leave the Chizha Xuanjie.

They simply retreated into an "absolutely safe zone" specially set up by the battlefield, a special space independent of the main battlefield.

The rules here are different from the outside world: you can't fight, you can't attack each other, and you can't even activate magical artifacts.

Here, everyone is absolutely safe, but also absolutely bored, because the rules here isolate all information flow between the inside and outside.

Only after the first phase ends, the entrance to the second phase opens, and the five eternal beings enter, can they withdraw from the safe zone and return to the outside world together.

At that time, all the bets, points, and rankings from the first round will be settled in the final calculation.

Now, they are trapped in this insanely boring space, checking the leaderboard every day and trying to guess what's happening outside.

On the leaderboard, the name in first place has remained unchanged: Su Jie.

The points started from a few thousand, then tens of thousands, then hundreds of thousands, then millions, and now have exceeded ten million.

The second place is Jiang Yue'er, with less than 100,000 points.

The third place is Xuan, with less than 80,000 points.

The names that follow are not even worth mentioning.

Someone stared at the name, muttering to themselves, "Su Jie...who is he? Which temple is he from? I've never heard of him before?"

The outside world is also unaware of what has happened inside the Chizha Xuanjie.

The betting odds for the Primordial Ceremony were still running, but everyone was looking at the increasingly outrageous numbers on the leaderboard, exchanging bewildered glances.

Some bookmakers began to suspect that Su Jie was cheating, but with the Lord of the Primordial Temple personally overseeing the betting odds, who would dare to question it?

What good will questioning do? They can only wait until the ceremony ends to perhaps learn some of the truth.

Su Jie yawned, sat up from the soft couch, and stretched.

He glanced at the talent feedback numbers on the system panel and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

In the past ten days or so, he was too lazy to count how many people that sword intent had killed, but his basic combat strength had increased by nearly a million units of constant power.

The efficiency is alright, but thankfully we have these female disciples, otherwise it would be really boring.

Su Jie stood up, walked to Jiang Yue'er's side, put his arm around her waist, and then looked at the female disciples, a slow smile spreading across his face:

"Come on, keep going. Don't stop, I'm going to check on each and every one of you until you pass."

The female disciples' faces flushed red, but none of them dared to say a word of "no".

Su Jie's killing efficiency was the highest in the first hundred days or so.

That wisp of sword intent was tireless, and the Great Luo Sword Embryo traveled day and night, causing tens of thousands of Four Wheels Eternal to be silently reduced to dust every day.

Twenty years later, after Su Jie's kill count exceeded ten million, changes began to appear on the battlefield, as the surviving Four-Wheel Eternals began a large-scale retreat.

One by one, the friends in the communication token went dark. Those old guys who had lived for countless epochs knew better than anyone when it was time to run away.

They knew that if they didn't leave now, their names would be the next to go dark.

The number of people in the safe zone began to surge, and long queues even formed before exiting the passage.

Some people gritted their teeth and left, while others are still observing.

Su Jie also noticed that the density of prey was getting lower and lower.

Originally, we would encounter tens of thousands of four-wheeled eternals every day, but now it has been reduced to nine thousand, then five thousand, then one thousand, and finally only a few dozen or a hundred.

Because there are fewer and fewer survivors left on the battlefield.

Su Jie could only turn his attention to the ruins, chaotic beasts, and mineral veins.

His efficiency didn't drop too much; he just changed from "killing" to "plundering".

Over the course of twenty years, Su Jie didn't know how many Four-Wheel Eternals he had killed, nor did he bother to count them.

All he knew was that each time Soul Devouring Returns to Origin replenished 5 units of constant power, over twenty years his base combat power increased from 110 million units of constant power at the Primordial Supreme to 5600 million units of constant power.

We are still 44 million points of constant power away from the eleventh-order threshold of 100 million constant power as predicted by the system.