The place where he had been standing moments ago had been flattened.
The dozens of elite soldiers who had originally stood beside him had all exploded without exception.
Lian Jin sucked in a breath. The look he gave Zhu Qingling was no longer as calm and composed as before. It was filled with panic and unease.
He retreated several steps into the government office. When Zhu Qingling looked toward Xiang Shaolong, he turned and ran for his life.
Zhu Qingling was too terrifying. A casual palm strike could blow him apart. How could he possibly fight her?
No wonder Xiang Shaolong had been forced to revive several times.
Lian Jin suddenly understood. At the same time, he ran even faster. He had already decided to leave a place like the Immortal Palace and live somewhere in the wilderness. Opposing Zhu Qingling was simply courting death.
Not to mention that there were already tens of millions of Players spread throughout the Immortal Palace. The Players' victory was already inevitable, so he would not foolishly try to stop the tide.
Lian Jin sighed inwardly. If he had awakened his ability sooner and led more people to awaken their abilities, they Natives would never have lost. Unfortunately, the Players seemed to have someone highly capable guiding them. They had gone from chaos and fighting separately to forming a united front and dividing up regions. Their style had changed drastically, and their advantage had become overwhelming. If not for that, the Natives could never have lost!
Lian Jin seethed with resentment.
He had originally intended to use this ability awakening to become a true superior, controlling the life and death of the people in an entire kingdom. Unfortunately, the opportunity had passed, and it would be difficult for such a chance to come again.