The news that Chaos City was hosting the Genius Battle quickly spread throughout the heavens and all worlds, spreading like wildfire and becoming known to the Powers of countless races.
"Fate—this is an eternal chance."
A Quasi-Saint was so excited that he couldn't restrain himself. "If I can be trained by superpowers such as the World Bank, the Giant Axe Arena, and the Chaos rcenary Association, then my chances of being promoted to the God Realm will be greatly increased. I must not miss this opportunity."
"It's not just that! This Chaos Genius Battle is being held by the City Lord himself. We even have a chance to gain his favor—that is the real step to the heavens."
Another Quasi-Saint was equally excited.
"Of course, it's still too far-fetched to think that the City Lord would accept anyone as an apprentice, but even becoming a disciple of one of the Gods is an unbelievable opportunity."
Although they were only one step away from becoming Saints, that single step was the difference between Heaven and the Underworld. The gap between them was imasurable.
If a God were to guide them, who knew how many detours they could avoid?
"Isn't that right? If it weren't for the order of the City Lord, we might never have the opportunity to beco the disciples of these Gods," another Quasi-Saint said.
"But we must be realistic. You must understand that there will be countless Quasi-Saints participating in this competition, and only three thousand will have the honor of becoming disciples of the Lord Gods."
"Three thousand? That number is too small! The Heavens and Worlds have produced countless Quasi-Saints, yet only three thousand will be chosen? This will be a bloody battle."
"Heh! If there's no battle, where will opportunities co from? Opportunities don't just fall from the sky."
Many Quasi-Saints were deep in discussion.
"In short, this is a grand event that will affect the Heavens and Worlds, and it is absolutely not to be missed."
The patriarchs of various races understood that this event would have a profound impact on the balance of power. This was an unstoppable torrent of fate.
If they did not participate, they would be swept away.
"These geniuses are already exceptional. If they are trained by the three super organizations, they will beco figures beyond imagination—perhaps even Gods will be born from this event."
An Elder of one race sighed.
The Giant Axe Arena, the Chaos rcenary Association, and the World Bank were all supre powers that stood at the pinnacle of the Heavens and Worlds. Only Gods could beco core mbers.
Ordinary beings had no chance to join—at most, they could only be peripheral mbers.
But now, there was an opportunity to beco core mbers and be trained by the Gods. This was an adventure beyond compare. The probability of becoming a legendary figure was increasing at an exponential rate.
There was no doubt—after the Chaos Genius Battle, a great number of Gods would erge.
"For the top races, they are already incredibly powerful. If they acquire even more resources to cultivate more super-geniuses, then the gap between them and the rest will only widen."
So patriarchs were worried, realizing that this competition would be ruthless. Falling behind ant being left in the dust.
"So what if we worry? If worrying could make us stronger, we would have beco supre beings long ago. Now, we can only face the challenge head-on."
"No matter what, the benefits outweigh the risks."
"Joining a superpower is not just about gaining resources. The most important thing is the connections. These geniuses will beco part of powerful circles, surrounded by future Gods. With such backing, who would dare provoke them?"
"Resources, knowledge, connections, wealth—anyone who ranks well in the Chaos Genius Competition will obtain everything. It's like stepping into the heavens in one leap."
"To be honest, even I want to participate. Becoming a core mber of these superpowers is far better than being a re patriarch."
Many super races realized that this was an event they simply could not afford to miss.
Even though their own races had vast resources, their numbers were too great. Not everyone could receive the sa level of training.
This opportunity was too valuable to pass up.
This event shook countless races to their core.
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For weaker races, this was an unimaginable opportunity.
"We must participate—no matter what."
An Elder from a weak race declared passionately: "This is our chance to change our race's destiny!"
"Even if only one among us makes it into the top 3,000, if just one of us joins the Chaos rcenary Association, the Giant Axe Arena, or the World Bank, we will finally have a powerful backer. We will no longer be trampled on by the stronger races!"
For years, their race had suffered. The nine trillion worlds were filled with powerful beings, and they were nothing in comparison.
Without surrendering to stronger races and becoming vassals, survival was nearly impossible.
But if given a chance, who would choose to live under soone else's rule? Who wouldn't wish to stand tall and independent? They lacked only one thing—power.
Without power, they had no say in their own fate.
But now, everything was different.
If a genius from their race could enter the Chaos Genius Battle and secure a ranking, they could beco core mbers of those supre organizations.
This would grant their race a powerful backer overnight. No other force would dare to oppress them again.
"If this isn't an opportunity to change fate, then what is?"
An Elder of a weak race shouted, his eyes filled with determination.
"That's right! We must do everything we can to cultivate super-geniuses. Even if we only have one, we must send them."
"It is said that the Chaos Genius Battle is divided into levels: Human Immortals, Earth Immortals, Celestial Immortals, Immorial Golden Immortals, and Quasi-Saints. Each level will select 3,000 top masters."
"The Celestial Immortal, Immorial Golden Immortal, and Quasi-Saint levels are too difficult. They are filled with ancient monsters who have cultivated for countless years. Their thods are beyond us."
"Yes, if we want a chance, our best bet is in the Human Immortal, Earth Immortal, and Celestial Immortal levels."
"We must suppress our Cultivation Base. Do not breakthrough recklessly. If we aim to be the strongest at a particular level, we may have a real chance."
"Yes, only by doing so can we compete with the powerful races."
The Elders of many weak races held serious discussions. They were determined to mobilize all their resources to cultivate a peerless genius who could make their race famous in the Chaos Genius Battle.
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