The reason this world had not yet fallen into chaos was entirely because the people at the very top were too powerful.
The people below had long since become powder kegs, needing only a single spark to explode.
That was why even demons that knew only destruction had so many followers. How could a place that let you eat your fill and achieve a different kind of revenge possibly lack people willing to join?
So Chen Yi provided this world with a spark.
Two sparks, one in the light and one in the shadows.
The one in the light was naturally the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult.
The one in the shadows was Zhang San and the Slaughter Clone, created by Chen Yi through numbers.
Tyrant World itself was exceptionally hostile to outsiders. Without replacing someone's identity, outsiders were easily exposed.
People formed through Chen Yi's Technique did not have that problem.
The first person Chen Yi had actually thought of was Nong Si.
If Nong Si came to this world, given his ability to incite others—
He would probably be able to gather a massive army within days.
But Nong Si was too uncontrollable, so Chen Yi gave up on the idea.
In the eyes of the vast majority, no matter how many weaklings there were, they were useless.
Without the aid of restraints, a casual strike from a Level 7 could kill huge numbers of low-level people.
But... were weaklings truly useless?
Those people had stood too high for too long and had already forgotten something crucial.
These weaklings were also part of what made up the world.
Running away was sometimes indeed useful.
Less than a few months after the battle for the throne began, the Seventh Prince voluntarily withdrew from the competition.
With the Seventh