Can We Surrender?

Chen Yi had poured vast resources into raising Elemental Materialization Endowment. The only technique to truly benefit was The Left Hand of the Flame God.

Among the techniques Chen Yi knew, its power was enough to rival Ten Directions Ember created by "Chen Yi."

Without the Sun God, the sun created by Falling Sun Momentum was ultimately far inferior.

The palm did not last long. After it vanished, the players inside the protective barrier came back to their senses.

San Yi Niu Meng shouted, "Don't be afraid! That had to be the other side's Ultimate Skill. Its cost and Cooldown definitely won't be low."

"Everyone, transform and counterattack!"

Many players from the Redemption Guild erupted with the Demon Bloodlines they had transplanted. Some grew Bone Blades, some grew demon horns, and some sprouted wings.

In Chen Yi's eyes, such power was little more than a burden, but to these players, it was rare and precious strength.

"This is the feeling! I've become stronger!"

"There's only one of him! Kill him!"

Every player who transformed underwent a drastic change in temperament.

Demonic power was indeed powerful, but it revolved around the Seven Deadly Sins.

Pride, envy, Wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony, and lust.

Anyone whose will was not strong enough would inevitably have their mind affected when borrowing demonic power.

Yet in their own perception, they believed they had been set free.

The players from the Butter Guild and Three Star Guild hid in the corners and did not take part.

But if one carefully observed their expressions, one would notice longing flickering in some of their eyes.

That was why Chen Yi had been sent to purge the traitors.

The Game World's gentle cultivation policies had already made some players forget just how powerful the Game World was.

Attacks filled the