The resurrection square was not large, but it was hardly small, either.
It could hold roughly two or three thousand people.
Players could not attack while inside the Resurrection Point.
And so.
The revived players immediately rushed out of the resurrection circle and charged at the surrounding bandits.
"Kill every Otherworlder who steps outside the circle of light. No exceptions."
Qin Shujian's expression was icy. Thousand Mountain Blood flashed with cold light, cutting down the dozen or so players charging toward him.
Meanwhile.
He checked his life source and found that it had slowly risen a little from its previous total.
At Qin Shujian's command.
The bandits, led by Niu Feng, Xu Yuanming, and the others, unleashed their strongest attacks, cutting down the first players to leave the resurrection circle one by one.
By this point.
Every player had died at least once or twice.
Some.
Had even died more than four or five times.
With the penalty of losing three layers of cultivation each time they died, finding even one player at the entering martial second layer was no easy task now.
Most of them.
Had fallen all the way to rock bottom.
Compared with the bandits.
The two sides were not even in the same league.
To put it plainly.
The players could not match the Liangshan Stronghold bandits in attack, defense, or speed. With such overwhelming superiority on every front, the outcome was decided in a single second.
Any player who charged out.
Barely lasted before being killed and sent back.
As Qin Shujian watched the ring of light surrounding the resurrection square and the players constantly reviving and charging out from within, he took a step forward.
The moment he moved.
The other players inside the Resurrection Point grew tense.
"What's this boss trying to do?