Chapter 774: Ten Million Light-Year Immortal Tower! A Great Boost! The 800th Year of the Competition! The Frantic Elimination Begins

“As for our targets, they will be the vast ‘Uninhabited Zones’ completely occupied by the Mechanical Race. My plan is to prioritize conquering the Uninhabited Zone star systems closest to our Rebirth Points in the rear. Firstly, this will completely secure the absolute safety of our Rebirth Points in the rear. Secondly, it will also allow us to weaken the top-tier Mechanical Race in these star systems ahead of time. Then, our newly promoted, slightly weaker Constant Star Martial Artists can complete their kill quotas in relative safety within these star systems we’ve ‘cleared.'”

“Once we’ve done this, we, as leaders of the Alliance, will have already done more than enough. After we’ve accomplished this, we no longer need to concern ourselves with the Martial Artists who haven’t yet broken through to the Constant Star level. As for the newly promoted Constant Star Martial Artists, we won’t have time to manage them either.”

Caesar concluded, “This is the most beneficial plan I could devise for all the Martial Artists under our command. After helping them meet the basic elimination criteria, the two of us will immediately depart to select and seize the most efficient Star System Level Resource Points.”

“Alright.”

Qin Feng agreed without hesitation.

With Caesar’s thorough plan, they had fulfilled their responsibility to the Alliance Warriors under their command.

And it wouldn’t cause them to waste too much of their own precious cultivation time.

“Then it’s settled.”

Caesar said, “By the way, Qin Feng, how is your strength now?”

Only after all the plans had been discussed and confirmed did Caesar finally find the time to ask about Qin Feng’s progress.

“Not bad. I’ve successfully constructed an Indestructible Projection on the scale of ten million light-years. All that’s left is the most critical step: refining my Mental Power.”

Qin Feng answered honestly.

“…That’s incredibly fast.”

Caesar fell silent for a moment on the other end of the line.

“I’m at about eighty percent progress. And that’s after my Nourishing Technique broke through to the ‘Great Accomplishment’ stage, causing my cultivation speed to skyrocket.”

“I estimate that by the time I complete the kill quota for the Mechanical Race, I should also be able to complete a ten million light-year Indestructible Projection, just barely catching up to where you are now. By then, you’ll probably have already refined your Mental Power until it’s golden.”

“It shouldn’t be a problem.”

Qin Feng smiled and said, “Our goal is to make the top one hundred. Then, we devour as many resources as we can and strive to become true Star System level Martial Artists before the competition ends. Maybe even make some significant progress at that level.”

“Alright! In that case, let’s begin the assembly!”

“Right.”

Qin Feng ended the call and glanced at his Jade Token, where a mandatory mission glowed in red.

[Mission Objective: Slay 100 Constant Star-level members of the Mechanical Race.]

[Time Remaining: 99 years, 364 days.]

[Penalty for Failure: Immediate elimination.]

A light flashed and spatial ripples spread out. Using Subspace Teleportation, Qin Feng’s figure vanished from where he stood.

Meanwhile, Caesar posted an emergency assembly order on the Alliance’s private forum, summoning all Martial Artists at the Constant Star level and above to gather immediately on the Library Planet.

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「Library Planet.」

When Qin Feng’s figure reappeared, the vast Star Realm was already swarming with a dense host of powerful figures.

All the Constant Star Martial Artists from the Six Great Star Systems Alliance had gathered.

Qin Feng and Caesar hovered silently at the head of the assembled Martial Artists.

Qin Feng made a rough estimate. In the short hundred years between the 700th and 800th year of the competition, their Six Great Star Systems Alliance had shockingly produced over a million Constant Star-level Powerhouses!

Clearly, everyone had been both diligent and fortunate enough to survive the cruel “Scourge of the Mechanical Race.”

A million Constant Star Martial Artists were gathered here, their gazes toward Qin Feng filled with sincere respect.

Many of them had heard the tale of how Qin Feng had been hunted for thirty long years by a Ten Thousand Races’ Celestial Pride, yet had ultimately managed to escape.

While there might have been an element of luck involved,

it was still more than enough to indirectly prove just how immense Qin Feng’s unfathomable Hard Power truly was!

They asked themselves, if it were them facing such a terrifying pursuit, they likely wouldn’t have even lasted a single day.

To say nothing of escaping right from under their pursuer’s nose.

After everyone had arrived, Caesar stepped forward and announced the detailed plan he had previously discussed with Qin Feng.

Caesar made it clear that the upcoming operation’s primary objective was to complete the mandatory “Mechanical Race kill quota.”

He and Qin Feng would prioritize the “Uninhabited Zones” adjacent to the Alliance’s territory—ones completely controlled by the Mechanical Race—in order to proactively weaken the top-tier Mechanical Race forces there.

Meanwhile, the one hundred unconquered star systems within the Alliance’s territory, where the Mechanical Race was relatively weaker, would be left for the less powerful Constant Star Martial Artists to handle themselves.

All the Alliance members present expressed their wholehearted approval and support for this plan.

“But let me be clear about one thing,”

Caesar added, “After Qin Feng and I meet our own kill quotas and help you clear out the strongest of the Mechanical Race in the adjacent star systems, we will be leaving immediately. We won’t be coming back to act like babysitters, rounding up hordes of the Mechanical Race for you to land the finishing blows and complete your quotas… That’s not realistic, and we don’t have that kind of time.”

“We understand!”

The million Constant Star-level Powerhouses present responded in unison.

They all knew perfectly well that Qin Feng and Caesar had no obligation to be so accommodating.

The Star System Alliance was, in essence, a community built on mutual benefit.

Everyone took what they needed, and no one owed anyone anything.

The Alliance had made the two of them, helping them snowball their power, but hadn’t they also made the Alliance? Without them, many Martial Artists would have been eliminated long ago, let alone been able to feast on resources up to this point.

Everyone had undergone the Warbands’ ideological training; they had a clear sense of right and wrong, so no one harbored any resentment.

Caesar and Qin Feng were willing to leave the relatively weaker members of the Mechanical Race for them to “farm” for their quotas, and were also willing to lead the charge and clear out the most dangerous enemies ahead of time.

This was already more than generous.

As for those Martial Artists who still couldn’t break through to the Constant Star level within the next hundred years, only ruthless elimination awaited them.