King vs. King

As the saying went, wealth could stir the heart. Mu Shaoan had truly been provoked this time—and he also wanted Fatty Zhang, who only knew how to dig holes, to see what professional table-flipping looked like. He had brought out every trump card and every means at his disposal.

But the first thing he did after forming the team was not set out immediately. Instead, he demanded that every team member purchase a Plague God Seal for self-defense.

This left Zhang Yang, who had been watching the livestream all along, rather puzzled.

Inscribing a Plague God Seal had long since ceased to be complicated in the Sword Immortal World. At least, there were already nine Plague God Seals stationed throughout the Sword Immortal World.

But the fact that each Plague God Seal consumed three million years of lifespan was what really made people want to curse.

Where did lifespan come from? One source was cultivation, and the other was resources—in other words, sharing lifespan with the world and plane.

Zhang Yang had divided the Sword Immortal Plane into four, but in reality, it was divided into nine. He had given the three smallest portions to Mu Shaoan, Li Gouhai, and Jiang Rong. Thus, as the administrators of branch sub-planes, the three of them would each gain roughly fifty million years of additional lifespan.

Consumed world lifespan could be replenished through vast quantities of resources, so there was an endless supply of lifespan to use. Note that it was used up. This method could inscribe divine abilities similar to the Plague God Seal, but it could not fool the River of Time. However many years you were supposed to live, that was how many years you would live.

Aside from Mu Shaoan himself, his team had two Law Heavenly Gods—Li Gouhai