The instant they saw the final scene...
Yan Chixia and Lin Wan'er both froze.
This time, the figures appearing in the scene were not those unusual races.
They were humans!
A group of ordinary mortals who appeared to have no cultivation whatsoever.
They descended from the void in their thousands and tens of thousands, an endless stream.
They looked ordinary.
Yet they possessed an ability that defied the heavens.
Every time they died, before long, they would rise again, resurrected with full health!
For them, death seemed not to exist at all!
Then...
These mortals frantically completed quests, killed enemies, and plundered resources, constantly strengthening themselves...
Failed?
No problem!
They could always try again!
Died?
Try again!!
If one attempt failed, they would try ten times!
If ten attempts failed, they would try a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times!
These mortals had no fear of life or death. In an utterly inconceivable fashion, they ground down, exhausted, and overwhelmed every enemy standing in their path until nothing remained alive!
Of course.
What was truly most terrifying...
Was that these mortals also grew stronger at an extraordinary speed!
Today, they were mere ants who had only just begun cultivating; a month later, they could slaughter an entire city!
A year later, they could destroy a nation!
Ten years later...
The final scene froze over a stretch of ruins.
The ancient races that had once stood high above all others, ruling for countless epochs, knelt on the ground, trembling. As they stared at the unkillable "players" before them, despair filled their eyes.
Enemies who could never be killed!
And who could keep growing stronger.
How could anyone possibly defeat them?
"Hum!"
The dreamscape scroll before them slowly rolled shut.
Yet Lin Wan'er and Yan Chixia remained rooted to the spot, staring