Killing players earned rewards from heaven and earth.
Not only could it improve his strength, but it also granted extra fortune value.
Qin Shujian's expression shifted repeatedly.
How many players were there in the world?
Hundreds of millions!
Their numbers were no smaller than those of the Human Race.
If he slaughtered all those players—no, all those Otherworldly Fiends—the rewards from heaven and earth would probably take his Origin Return Ancestral Canon straight to perfection.
And that was far from all.
Qin Shujian murmured, "If I kill all the Otherworldly Fiends, I might become an immortal on the spot!"
When that happened...
He would truly have hit the jackpot.
However...
Qin Shujian also understood that, tempting as killing players seemed, he could not yet slaughter them without restraint.
There were simply too many players.
Hundreds of millions of them, scattered throughout Great Zhao.
Wiping them all out by himself would undoubtedly be difficult.
And given their numbers and the speed at which they improved...
Once those players had grown strong, he would undoubtedly be doomed.
Qin Shujian shook his head, suppressing that suicidal notion.
Killing a few hundred players now was fine. With so many of them, a few hundred deaths would not cause much of a stir.
But if he started massacring players...
It would be hard not to attract attention.
Players would certainly spare no effort to eliminate anything that could threaten them.
"Heavenly Beings are strong, sure. But if a crowd of Divine Martial Realm cultivators, tens or hundreds of thousands of Spirit Martial Realm cultivators, or even a powerful military formation surrounded me, death would be my only way out."
Heavenly Beings were strong!
But they were not invincible.
Means of killing Heavenly Beings might not be commonplace, but there were certainly plenty of them.
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