Feigning Weakness to Lure the Snake from Its Hole

Otherwise, Chen An would definitely settle accounts with them afterward. They had stood little chance against Chen An and the others before; now, they had even less.

They had previously held deep grievances against Chen An. After all, he had caused the Qiangu Family to break away from the Spirit Pagoda and come to this place to fight Abyss Creatures. How could they not hate him?

But now, they found themselves somewhat unable to hate him. It was not because what Chen An had done inspired their admiration or moved them, but because he was simply too powerful. He might now be a god-level expert—how were they supposed to hate someone like that?

Making an enemy of him would inevitably end in their family's ruin and deaths. Sensibly, they chose to let go of their hatred and obediently live their current lives well. There was no need to dwell on a grudge they could never possibly avenge.

It was worth mentioning that Qiangu Dongfeng had not died in battle. Rather, he had not come to the Abyss Battlefield. His condition was quite poor; even if he came here, he could only lie down, so he had been given three months to recuperate.

After those three months, he had to come to the Abyss Battlefield. Moreover, he needed to make up for his recovery period at a rate of two million military merits per month. Simply put, he had traded three months of rest for six million military merits. The six million military merits he had initially earned would not be counted toward his family's total military merits.

The Abyss Creatures on the battlefield were steadily dwindling, with fewer than ten thousand remaining. The Abyss Channel was no longer pouring out massive numbers of Abyss Creatures, though a relatively small number