“Jiang... My Lord, you said these people are enthusiastically rushing to their deaths, how should we respond?”

“Then let them die!”

Jiang Lingfeng sneered, openly activating the voice channel for everyone, glaring arrogantly at the other Cultivators on the Spirit Boat.

“I have cultivated bitterly for decades, even centuries, not to talk about fairness with a bunch of useless Loose Cultivators...”

“A mere Nascent Soul Cultivator, attempting to suppress my Realm? Heh, what a joke!”

“Fairness? My cultivation is fairness!”

“Today, none of you will leave Tianren City alive!”

“Here, I am an Immortal!!”

Hearing these words, Zhong Yi grew even angrier, slamming his hand on the table and rising to his feet: “What kind of damn Immortal are you? If you are truly an Immortal, you are an Evil Immortal! And we... we are here to slay Immortals!!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the remaining Cultivators who were still hesitant responded one after another.

“Right! Slay Immortals!!”

“Damn it, let’s blow him up!!”

“Tianren City will be called Immortal Burial Ridge from now on!!”

“Slay Immortals! We slay Immortals!!!”

... ...

More and more Cultivators answered Zhong Yi’s call.

The moment the Spirit Boat passed over Tianren City,

Almost all 99 players on board jumped down!

In the vast sky, countless figures fell, a truly spectacular sight!

Zhong Yi observed the surroundings and shouted loudly:

“Fellow Daoists, facing such Evil Cultivators, never engage them head-on!”

“Open ground is disadvantageous to us. Upon landing, first find complex building areas to hide, search for equipment and items, then confront the enemy together!”

“Fellow Daoists landing in the east, please gather at the Immortal Shrine!!!”

... ...

... ...

Under Zhong Yi’s call, six small teams gathered around them, and everyone was waiting for Zhong Yi’s command.

“Old Zhong, how should we fight this battle?”

Zhou Yue looked at Zhong Yi.

Zhong Yi’s disability was well-known.

However, no one questioned his theoretical knowledge and tactics.

“To make a long story short... Currently, we need three types of people.”

Zhong Yi took a deep breath, giving commands rapidly.

“First... resources.”

“Advanced weapons, Advanced armor, Advanced Soul Jade...”

“Also, grappling hooks, the more the better.”

With that, he looked at Zhou Qiaoling in Li Mozhan’s team, his brow relaxing slightly.

This person, in Lu Ze’s previous life, was a top-tier treasure-hunting rat.

“Since Junior Sister Qiaoling is here, I’ll leave this task to you!”

“I...” Zhou Qiaoling was slightly flustered, then looked at the unwavering gazes of the people around her, gritting her teeth and saying, “Okay! Leave it to me!”

“Secondly, combat.”

Zhong Yi looked at Zhou Yue beside him, then at Li Mozhan, who was standing in front of Zhou Qiaoling not far away, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Old Zhou and Junior Sister Li are both here, heaven is helping me.”

“All teams’ combat first positions, and Tianhai players, gather...”

“Also, Hu Tao players, come over.”

“Let’s go to the Tianren Ancestral Temple... to accumulate Qi!”

This was the most crucial part of Zhong Yi’s Immortal Slaying plan.

Who was the most troublesome outside?

It was the Evil Cultivator Buddha, Tianhai, after his transformation.

Once he transformed, the Cultivators’ swords and blades would be difficult to parry, and once caught, death was certain!

Yet, the Evil Cultivator Buddha, with his cheats, had an almost 100% catch rate!

Therefore, someone had to stand in front of them and bear the pressure of the Vajra’s large hand for them.

So, Tianhai players needed to transform.

The sooner, the better!

In “eternal calamity,” the Qi value needed to unleash a ultimate skill was only generated by dealing or taking damage.

Without resorting to underhanded methods, they simply couldn’t accumulate their ultimate skills before dying.

Therefore, accumulating Qi by interacting with healer characters was essential!

“Senior Brother Zhong, what about me?”

Mu Yawen scratched his head, curious.

“Your mission is the most perilous...”

Zhong Yi patted Mu Yawen’s shoulder with a serious expression.

“Organize a vanguard team, and use your lives to buy us time to gather equipment and Qi!”

This task was the most difficult.

Mortal bodies against cheats?

Those who knew, knew.

But someone had to sacrifice themselves.

After all, those two Evil Cultivators outside also knew what Zhong Yi’s side was plotting and were constantly approaching here.

That team of Evil Cultivators landed at the Tianren Gallery Bridge and was gradually advancing eastward.

Kill notifications kept appearing in the upper right corner.

The number of surviving players was rapidly decreasing at a visible rate!

“Just leave it to me!”

Mu Yawen grinned, revealing his white teeth.

He casually picked up a white armor and a blue broadsword beside him, then strode out the door.

Behind him, over a dozen Cultivators voluntarily followed.

Zhong Yi looked at the departing figures of the vanguard team, feeling a bit dazed.

He anxiously stared at his rapidly [N O V E L I G H T] increasing Qi bar.

“Faster...”

“Even faster...”

... ...

... ...

Below the Tianren Gallery Bridge, in the Tianren River Valley.

Corpses lay everywhere.

There were black soul mounds all over the place.

Various weapons, knocked off, were scattered on the ground.

Mu Yawen’s eyes were bloodshot, holding the blue broadsword that had lost all its durability, blocking the Evil Cultivator Buddha and Evil Cultivator Hu Tao, showing no intention of retreating.

Behind him, Li Jiujian stood bare-handed, glaring furiously.

“Hahaha... Elder of Limitless Sword Sect, True Disciple of Lingxiao Sect...”

“You all cultivated bitterly for decades, even centuries, yet you are willing to associate with Loose Cultivators... This is what you deserve!”

Jiang Lingfeng laughed wildly.

He recognized Mu Yawen and Li Jiujian, so he deliberately didn’t kill them, planning to thoroughly humiliate them.

“Watching you guys hide in the Immortal Shrine for half a day, and then you send these few useless people to their deaths?”

Du Cheng said mockingly.

“When we came out, we never thought we’d go back.”

Mu Yawen gritted his teeth, showing no intention of retreating.

His only regret was that the brothers who came out with him had already turned into soul mounds and died.

“Those who didn’t come out, won’t go back either.”

Du Cheng pointed to the Immortal Shrine in the distance, then extended a golden runic arm into the air.

The next moment, a Hu Tao player appeared in his palm.

Du Cheng looked at Mu Yawen as if showing off.

His expression seemed to genuinely be looking at an ant.

“No.”

Mu Yawen once again raised the large broadsword in his hand.

Because its durability was gone, the broadsword creaked in his hand.

“Senior Brother Zhong said we will definitely win.”

“Insignificant ant... Die!”

Du Cheng snorted coldly, clearly impatient, and extended his palm, about to grab Mu Yawen.

Just then,

Two golden runic arms, one left and one right, suddenly attacked him from the other side of the river valley.

One golden fist struck Du Cheng, pushing him back half a step.

Du Cheng staggered, and from both sides of the river valley, countless arrows, densely packed, shot towards the weak point behind his neck.

“Junior Brother Mu!”

Zhong Yi, in his Incarnation as a Buddha, breathed a sigh of relief.

“I’m late.”

“Senior Brother Zhong!!”

Mu Yawen’s heart filled with joy, then he clicked his tongue.

“Just now... did your fist miss?”

“Cough cough, don’t mind the details...”