The Primordial Sacrificial Altar.
Qi Sheng withdrew his gaze from the distance.
In the gradually fading images from his perception, a streak of purple light was still darting freely through the mountain forests, punching, teleporting, punching again, then teleporting again, sweeping across the land like a violent storm.
"Boss, this batch has been quite a harvest." Guide appeared just then and said with a grin.
Qi Sheng nodded.
This recruitment round was different from every previous one.
Starting with this round, there would no longer be any recruitment restrictions on Earth's living beings.
Any living being from Earth, young or old, could obtain player qualification directly.
Even those of the new generation who were under eighteen could enter Monster World as players if they wanted to.
With that, Earth, this mire world, had fully opened its doors to a broader world.
And among the players recruited this round, the Lord of Bliss stood out the most.
Before he descended to Earth, he had already thought highly of the Lord of Bliss's planning, strategic arrangements, patience, and innovation.
Although those innovations often failed.
But as Guide had said back then, much growth gained its edge through the tempering of failure.
He had considered the move of turning the Lord of Bliss into a player long ago.
The facts proved that this decision had been absolutely right.
The intelligence the Lord of Bliss possessed was a tremendous fortune in itself.
Ten thousand years lying low, ten thousand years of records, ten thousand years of accumulation.
Coordinates of Primordial Monsters buried beneath the dust of time, territory nodes hidden deep within dangerous regions, long-forgotten ruins of defeated races-
-what the Lord of Bliss held in his head was all walkthrough material unavailable on the Forum.
And after the Lord of Bliss became a