Wu Shaozhen had never imagined that one day he would turn his blade on the people closest to him.
But now that he had begun, he could not hold back. However much it hurt, he had to see it through.
Soon, he had sent off the people dearest to him, one after another, with his own hands...
In the game, this would have counted as malicious PK and awarded no experience.
That was because of the power of the rules. The Supreme God simply did not want the Human Race killing its own.
Outside the land governed by those rules, they could gain energy by killing any living being, including humans.
They had already verified this on the Holy Light Continent, which was what made this plan viable.
As body after body fell to the ground, Wu Shaozhen's stats rose rapidly.
Yet Wu Shaozhen felt no joy, only a crushing weight.
Watching his smiling comrades fall, one after another, still hurt terribly, even though he knew they could be revived shortly.
Before long, everyone except Wu Ziyin-all twenty-nine of them, including Old Teng and Zi You-lay on the ground.
Wu Shaozhen's strength had finally approached the limit of the Divine Venerable level. He only needed a little more, and the two Primordial Chaos Fruits he still had were more than enough.
"Ziyin, hurry and revive them," Wu Shaozhen said, looking at Wu Ziyin.
"Okay, but I think you should advance first, Brother. If the Supreme God comes before you've advanced, reviving them will have been for nothing," Wu Ziyin said earnestly.
"True. You can revive them anytime within a day anyway, so there's no rush." Wu Shaozhen nodded. "I'll go inside and advance first!"
"Okay!"
Wu Shaozhen entered the cave again and sat cross-legged, then took out a Primordial Chaos