Chapter 362 The Value of the Land

　　The immense power gathered from the human realm clashed with the most powerful conceptual god of ancient times outside the East Sea. The sheer, terrifying aura was enough to horrify, as if it would overturn the waters of the four seas. Shattered war puppets, surging lightning, and aquatic creatures emerged from the waves.

　　Bai Ze stared intently at the changes in the battle.

　　After Wei Yuan risked his life to successfully stall Gonggong, Nüjiao’s Shennong Whip arrived on the battlefield.

　　The participation of a divine weapon with the mythical concept of rapid healing meant that there was a foundation to confront and fight the water god Gonggong head-on, but…

　　Bai Ze stared nervously at the waves, so tense he felt like he would die.

　　Could they really win?

　　That was Gonggong, one of the top ten existences.

　　And…

　　Was the real enemy truly this ancient water god, who had once been one of the human kings of the Yan and Huang tribes?

　　Bai Ze vaguely felt a sense of unease in his heart. Some innate sense made him instinctively anxious. As the number one leg-hugger since ancient times, his ability to sense danger was extremely strong. He could even avoid the shura field caused by both Jiu Tian Xuan Nü and Leizu being present.

　　That was why he was never around whenever Xuanyuan was unlucky.

　　At this moment, the feeling of being watched became clearer, but he couldn’t figure it out.

　　Bai Ze stared fixedly at the battlefield ahead, watching the shattered clay figures and the blood of the aquatic creatures rise together. Eventually, the aquatic creatures were annihilated, returning to the sea, while the clay figures shattered, turning into dust. This represented the gradual collapse of the imperial mausoleum—

　　The last masterpiece of the Mo family’s mechanical engineering, which had existed as an imperial mausoleum for two thousand two hundred years, was being brought out directly!

　　And then, a desperate battle with Gonggong.

　　Even Bai Ze was shocked by this decision.

　　However, when the First Emperor rejected the fusion with the Xuanyuan Sword, he made this decision without hesitation. "Bai Ze, do you think these things in the imperial mausoleum are valuable?" The resurrected First Emperor stimulated the final power of the imperial mausoleum with the Imperial Seal and then asked:

　　"Yes, but its value lies only in preserving the glory of the Great Qin."

　　"But is the glory of Great Qin just these so-called inanimate objects that are called works of art? There was a dynasty in the human realm called Song, with countless artistic treasures. Nowadays, many people praise the scholar-officials of that time for protecting the treasures and allowing the culture of those eras to be passed down."

　　"How ridiculous!"

　　"That’s only because these so-called calligraphy and treasures also represented worldly wealth to the scholar-officials."

　　"Answer Me, Bai Ze, what is truly valuable?"

　　"Is the true value of these treasures money? Then why can these things be exchanged for money?"

　　Bai Ze didn’t know how to answer.

　　The First Emperor looked at the many Great Qin war puppets in front of him, resurrected with the power of a human emperor, and said slowly:

　　"The value of these treasures lies in preserving the marks of human civilization, the reflections of all the past beauties, that is, the value of the existence of the Yan and Huang tribes. Only when the Yan and Huang exist do the so-called treasures have meaning. When the land beneath our feet is lost, the so-called treasures are just ruins of the past."

　　"They will only be stored as spoils of war in other countries."

　　"History always mocks the past of the defeated in this way."

　　"Therefore, all these things are completely meaningless compared to the survival of the Yan and Huang."

　　"What truly has value is not the imperial mausoleum, but this land."

　　"When the imperial mausoleum burns for this land, that is when it has the most value!"

　　With the greatest possible activation of the Imperial Seal.

　　The war puppets of Great Qin revived. They pressed their swords and truly welcomed their last battle. The First Emperor’s eyes were calm. The emperor, who had never expressed his true thoughts, recalled the army of Great Qin for another reason.

　　These warriors had not fought for too long. Even the Mo family’s top mechanical skills were gradually losing their effectiveness. The war puppets, once forged with a wisp of the warriors’ souls, had begun to fade. Their weapons had gradually rusted from being unused for too long.

　　He understood that the proof that Great Qin had existed was gradually dying. Rather than rotting in history like the past, he preferred to send off the meaning of these warriors' existence in a more magnificent way. The Emperor pursed his lips and said nothing, but this calm and magnificent aura affected Bai Ze.

　　Great courage!

　　Great spirit!

　　This was the king of the Divine Land!

　　He was filled with emotion and then asked:

　　"Then, for victory, Your Majesty the First Emperor, please accept the sword energy of the Xuanyuan Sword."

　　The emperor, who showed extraordinary courage, paused.

　　Then, he answered unceremoniously, decisively, and confidently:

　　"I don't want it!"

　　"???"

　　The corners of Bai Ze's mouth twitched.

　　…………………………

　　The battlefield was still continuing. The aftermath there required god-level combat power to enter, a level where Bai Ze would be directly roasted. But, but even so, there were things that only he could do.

　　Bai Ze slowly exhaled, then tremblingly took something out of his arms.

　　He set up the equipment on the mountain, adjusted the angle, and turned on the machine with a click. He turned the camera to face the battle with Gonggong. As a celestial god with knowledge of almost all existing knowledge, although he was easily overwhelmed by countless information streams, becoming indifferent, he could still barely manage to create an electronic device that could avoid divine power fluctuations.

　　Okay, even if he died in this battle, at least he would pass on the glory of this battle to later generations.

　　Gu Shuai If fighting was the duty of the fighters.

　　Then, this was the duty of the recorder.

　　To broadcast this great battle!

　　Potter, hit that old Gonggong hard!

　　Bai Ze opened the live broadcast room with serious determination.

　　Then he aimed at the great battle outside and said, "Viewers, what you are seeing now is the greatest battle in the human world..." Bai Ze made his first effort, his voice sad and heroic, but soon, a message came from a special operations team member through a high-quality phone that could be used as a hammer.

　　"What the hell are you doing, Bai Ze?!"

　　"Huh?? I'm broadcasting..."

　　"Look at your live broadcast rankings, you idiot! What's the point if it's not broadcast?!"

　　Bai Ze was stunned, then looked at his meager popularity on the live broadcast rankings. His face froze. How was this possible? It was such a big disaster, such a big scene, but he couldn't broadcast it? Impossible!

　　"Are you stupid... Although there's a disaster this time, it's being controlled quite well."

　　The Water Ghost bit a lollipop, vigorously rotated his wrist, and the happy water rotated at high speed. Then he turned around and directly inserted the high-speed rotating happy water into the throats of two aquatic creatures. While the two aquatic creatures struggled, the Water Ghost rushed forward and pressed the aquatic creatures hard on the ground.

　　The two water monsters finally lay on the ground, convulsing, white foam spewing from their mouths.

　　The Water Ghost, dressed as a special forces soldier, with special happy water tied all over his back, pulled out two bottles from the happy water tied to his back and said, "The real intensity of the disaster is completely confidential. They're starting to get used to it, right."

　　"And seeing the reinforcements everywhere, they're all doing similar live broadcasts to boost morale and stabilize the people's hearts. Yours is no good!"

　　The Water Ghost raised his head and saw Lady Vodka on the opposite side wielding a huge drawing board and slamming the aquatic creatures to the ground. He grinned and murmured, "But, maybe this is what Curator and Celestial Master want to see..."

　　Bai Ze scratched his head: "Then what should I do?!"

　　He gnashed his teeth:

　　"Clearly, this is a disaster, why are these perverts still so active?!"

　　The Water Ghost roared, "How can you look down on perverts?!"

　　"All things in the human world are colorful, either colorful or lustful!"

　　"Appetite and lust are human nature!"

　　"Perverts are the lighthouse that guides the continuation of human civilization, an important force engraved in DNA that allows humans to reproduce. You actually look down on them! And, you might as well keep up with the times and fight them."

　　"Huh?? What?"

　　"For example."

　　The Water Ghost grabbed an aquatic creature with an Undying Grip, beat it violently, and said, "Aren't you a divine beast? Just transform into a woman!"

　　Bai Ze froze, then roared, "Impossible!"

　　"I am a divine beast, how could I become a woman?!"

　　"That's a pity... You could have made a lot of money."

　　Bai Ze finished the communication. The Water Ghost on the other side seemed to be researching new recipes for happy water for these aquatic creatures. He felt solemn in his heart. I am a divine beast, a god who holds the concept of mythology, how could I... Bai Ze casually glanced at the live broadcast rankings and saw that the top-ranked live broadcast blogger was a young lady, and the rewards were flying up...

　　How could it be...

　　Could it be...

　　Bai Ze's face was tangled, and his hands couldn't help reaching out.

　　My hands, don't give in!

　　Finally, he stretched out his finger, and his finger clicked on the keyboard.

　　This was for the dissemination of this world-shaking battle.

　　It was for the Yan and Huang and the years.

　　This was a necessary sacrifice!

　　New live broadcast——

　　'The decadent big sister with white hair and red eyes is live-streaming macho battles, heart (｡･w･｡)ﾉ♡'

　　……………………

　　The battle in Qingqiu Kingdom had also reached a fever pitch.

　　Standing at the highest point, Marquis Wu calmly overlooked the battlefield and then tried to disperse the people. Suddenly, a woman from Qingqiu Fox Country stumbled forward, shouting, "It's not good, it's not good, the Mountain and Sea Rift is spreading here..."

　　The beauty had exquisite features, and a strange charm made everyone trust her.

　　She quickly approached the young strategist, seemingly extremely flustered. She staggered and almost fell to the ground. The young man helped her up gently. The woman raised her eyes, and in an instant, a power that reached the divine realm appeared, and then a sharp sword instantly stabbed towards the strategist in front.

　　Marquis Wu's personal combat power was far weaker than that of a god.

　　The sword light instantly flared up.

　　ps: Today's first update...