Inside the villa.
Zhang Peng had completely lost control of his body. He watched himself slowly kneel down before that young man.
"Great existence, God of Games..."
The Heavenly Dao Sect Master's voice was filled with grief. "What do you want? What will it take for you to spare my world..."
"After coming to this Yuan Grotto-heaven, you still haven't understood?"
Zhong Shenxiu said indifferently, "I merely provided a passage... The players made all their choices themselves."
"But... you possess boundless power. You could have stopped all this!" the Heavenly Dao Sect Master struggled to argue.
"Heaven and earth are not benevolent; they treat all things as straw dogs. Sages are not benevolent; they treat the people as straw dogs!"
Zhong Shenxiu chuckled softly. "You might say that this is the great benevolence of heaven, earth, and the sages, treating all things and all people equally... But what I want to tell you is merely the literal meaning of those words... The fates of these two worlds and their respective natives are decided by you yourselves. And now... the outcome is nearly decided!"
He raised his head and snapped his fingers lightly.
Zhang Peng suddenly discovered that the villa's walls had seemingly transformed into screens. A terrifying battlefield appeared across them, corpses strewn everywhere and blood flowing like rivers!
Across the battlefield, pairs of high-rank martial artists and Daoists were fighting with their lives on the line!
"Look... While you were struggling, the protagonists of the two worlds were also fighting for the fate of their respective worlds... If the players win, they will completely occupy Great Qian Nine Provinces and establish an empire. But if you win, you will completely seal off the resurrection points and may even retaliate against Yuan Grotto-heaven through the passage..."
On the battlefield.