Sure enough.
There were systems all over the world that could screw over their hosts. He had thought his system was an exception.
After all that, it turned out that systems everywhere were equally screwing people over. Hun Xiu could not help but curse inwardly, Damn system!
At that moment, Hun Xiu began to miss the days when he had no system. He muttered to himself, "No missions, and I could do whatever I wanted."
With a system, it felt as though a Zhou Bapi was hanging over his head, and his future was pitch-black.
An endless darkness.
Not even a trace of light could be seen!
System: "The host may choose not to complete the mission. However, if the host does not complete it, the host can only remain trapped in the Primordial World. Returning to the Battle Through the Heavens Universe will be nearly impossible."
"Fuck, you piece of trash, can't you afford to lose?" When Hun Xiu heard the system's words, he had initially felt rather pleased upon hearing the first half. But after hearing the rest, he was dumbfounded!
Could this damn system really not afford to lose? He could only curse the system bloody in his heart.
To complete the mission, he had to possess the strength to slaughter Saints, yet he was only a Late Stage Quasi-Saint.
Let alone slaughtering Saints.
If he merely dared to provoke a Saint, that would not be slaughtering a Saint—it would be courting death!
Therefore.
If he wanted to complete the hidden mission assigned by the system, what he needed to do now was increase his strength.
He had to work hard to increase his strength.
Only once his strength was sufficient would missions and the like be easily resolved! Hun Xiu put away the Investiture