After Su Buqi’s voice fell, there was a moment of silence around him.

In this black and white Star Sea, no other sound arose, but a more clandestine exchange began on other planes, continuing unimpeded.

This is the highest level communication of the Federation, accessible to no one.

...

Civilization ruins.

Leaping down from the high platform, Qin Jin traversed the camp, moving forward continuously.

Currently, he has a basic understanding of the big picture of this civilization ruin, but knows nothing about the specific situation. Given this, Qin Jin does not intend to deviate from the framework but rather plans to proceed step by step, examining the "process" within this area.

"I wonder if there are collectables on this battlefield that can be exchanged for points."

"The number of mechanized beings here is indeed quite high..."

As Qin Jin advanced, he clearly perceived each mechanized being looking at him with eyes full of respect.

Evidently, his current identity as a [Purifier] holds a significant status within the mechanized beings’ camp.

While progressing, Qin Jin considered for a moment and abandoned the idea of "attacking teammates."

This exploration site is markedly different from before and it is still uncertain what sort of things can be exchanged for points; under such conditions, attempting to collect the mechanized cores of [teammates] would undoubtedly be rebelling against his current camp, forsaking his identity, with unknown consequences.

Qin Jin himself is not of such a disposition.

As the thought turned, his speed accelerated, nearing the battlefield area.

In his line of sight, mechanicians and polluters engaged in the purest of brawls, their numbers incalculable, some turning to charcoal under gunfire and flames, while others had their parts corroded and shattered by power, their eyes dim.

Just as Qin Jin prepared to enter the battlefield, the Primordial Power sensed something, and he turned his gaze directly toward the far end of the battlefield.

There, the Primordial Power surged and formed a carp shape in the air above a figure, high suspended, accompanied by its forward charge, swaying the fish body, covering a certain area around it, and engaging the polluters.

"Doesn’t seem like just entering Innate."

"Must be senior students from other academies."

Qin Jin’s eyes slightly lowered: "That mechanized being mentioned that establishing merits could lead to an audience with a Saint."

"But now it seems, the number of participants entering this special area is not large, yet not insignificant."

"Will the Saint summon everyone?"

"Looks like there is competition among us as well."

The thought flashed in his mind for a moment.

Qin Jin moved.

He stamped his right leg, erupting with power, his figure rising into the air, gliding across the sky.

He has mastered flight ability, yet this ability, without exposure, counts as a trump card that is not worth revealing in the current circumstances.

His figure gliding, the battlefield was already a ruin of buildings, Qin Jin landed on a high point, leveraging continuously in leaps, advancing from above the battlefield.

As he progressed.

Several polluters detected his move and immediately launched an attack.

Even while bearing down on him with the attacks of mechanicians.

It seems the conflict between [Purifiers] and [Polluters] is more pronounced.

With thunder surging around him, the incoming attacks were annihilated, Qin Jin had already reached the rear of the battlefield, his gaze sweeping over the swarm of polluting monsters crazily gushing from behind, jostling and pressing forward to the front lines.

"Mechanicians are the defending side, the rear of the battlefield, the place where I came from, should be the mechanicians’ base."

"Then..."

"Where do these polluters come from?"

A thought flashed in his mind.

Qin Jin ascended, stepping into the sky, his right hand expanded, the Thunderous Halberd condensed, Primordial Power surged, and the Celestial Thunder Body was unleashed!

Thunder formed armor, which after being tempered and amplified by the power of Primordial Source, condensed nearly into substance, providing an astonishing enhancement in both its amplification to himself and defensive capability.

Wearing armor, wielding the weapon, under momentum, Qin Jin dived down toward the swarm of polluting monsters, thunder surging on the Great Halberd, like a mountain falling, descending from above, the Thunderous Halberd reached the polluting monster first, cleaving it in two, the spilled Thunder Power annihilating it.

Then...

The Great Halberd landed with a rumble!

This area seemed to go silent.

In the next instant, from the point of impact, dazzling arcs of lightning rolled up, spreading around, with thunder being the strongest and purest power in the world, and also the nemesis of evil pollution.

One strike cleared the screen.

As the polluting monsters around were shattered under the thunder strike, a black mist in the air condensed into a bead, about palm-sized, flying toward him, hovering at his side.

The bead hovered as wisps of mist flowed from the broken monster remains and merged into it.

"Is this battle merit?"

"Or rather..."

Qin Jin made an immediate judgment in his mind: "Is this the way participants earn points on this battlefield?" 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Scan it with the wristwatch back in the rest room directly?"

"The strength of these polluting monsters seems average, their individual point value should be low."

The thought flashed.

In the cleansed area around him, more monsters surged in, increasingly frenzied.

Qin Jin ceased to care about other matters, swept the Halberd and faced the enemy again.

This was his own first time personally placing himself on the battlefield.

Yet, he is no longer a newcomer to the battlefield.

Within the Martial Saint Stele, he once slaughtered enemies alongside the ancestors from Martial Abyss who left imprints, those memories from the spiritual plane also left him with extremely deep impressions, providing very precious experience.