Fishing in troubled waters, the fury of two tribes

But if they were enemies... that meant trouble was coming, because they might well be a hunting party that had come prepared.

"Hmm? There seems to be only one person?"

A Bloodthirsty Tribe player skilled at sensing detected just one fluctuation of spiritual energy approaching.

"And it isn't one of ours... this person has a large amount of Spirit Seed energy gathered on them!"

As a support-class player specializing in reconnaissance, he could always detect Spirit Seeds before the others.

"If they're not from the Bloodthirsty Tribe, they're an enemy! What's there to fear from a lone person? Just take them down!"

Hearing that the newcomer was alone and carrying Spirit Seeds, the whole squad immediately perked up.

Their shortage of manpower had left their Spirit Seed count consistently behind the other teams. Meeting a solitary wanderer now was practically a windfall from heaven.

For a moment, with Lord Heaven's Will upon them, they overlooked a possible danger: this person might be a lone wolf.

"Move! Everyone spread out and surround him. Keep quiet. Don't let him notice and escape!"

The newcomer was none other than Zhang Mingzhen.

He raced through the dense forest without holding anything back, avoiding only places where monsters gathered. Whenever something happened to block his path, he swiftly eliminated it without delay.

He had no need to actively search for prey—the squads that saw him traveling alone always rushed at him eagerly.

Inside the Secret Realm, greed and ignorance blinded these people, while the erosion of heaven's will clouded their minds.

A normal person should have understood that anyone capable of traveling alone in such dangerous territory was, in itself, a beast as fierce as a tiger.

But none of them were normal anymore.

Thus, in less than four hours, nearly a hundred such "volunteers"