372: wait

Feng Chuan's brows were furrowed, and he was already enraged.

Not to mention that he had already achieved Nascent Soul and could be respectfully called an Immortal Master; even when he was just a Golden Core Immortal Master, everyone in the Qingling Sect treated him with utmost respect. Even Immortal Masters from other sects were polite to him.

Where did these Players get the guts to be so flippant in front of him?

With his strength, he could instantly kill all the Golden Core Players present in a short amount of time.

But Feng Chuan preferred to torment these people with the cruelest methods.

He manipulated three Magic Treasures, crushing them one by one, making these Players clearly see the tragic death of each of their companions.

He didn't even suppress the anomalies, directly letting brilliant anomalies burst forth from the deceased, sometimes sharp sword edges like waves, other times surging fiery red lotuses, varying in form.

Li Changfeng, seeing Feng Chuan's anger and his massacre of the Players, couldn't help but twitch his brow and shield everyone in front of him.

"Everyone, Feng Chuan's actions indicate he is doomed."

Li Changfeng comforted everyone in the chat channel: "As is well known, starting from the fifth rank, each major Realm Breakthrough can extend one's Lifespan by a thousand years.

"A Golden Core can live for at most two thousand years, while a Nascent Soul can live for over three thousand years."

"Feng Chuan should have broken through not long ago, still having a full thousand years of Lifespan to squander. For this, no amount of caution is too much."

"Just like the state-stabilizing seal, it was so cautious that it even appeared somewhat humble when facing us."

"But Feng Chuan actively charged forward, and deep in enemy territory, he still dared to provoke us with a massacre. This shows he is a fool who, after breaking through, thought himself invincible and thus acted recklessly."

"Such a fool poses an extremely low danger level and will definitely not be a match for us Players."

Next to him, Autumn Mountain, the former captain of the Seiya Battle Team and now a member of the Seiya Sect, said speechlessly:

"We understand the logic, but we really can't beat him. Should we retreat first?"

Li Changfeng shook his head and said, "Retreat? Where to retreat? We're spawn-camped here; this Feng Chuan has occupied the revive point. If we don't take him down, all Players will be stuck here."

As he spoke, another Golden Core Player was sliced by a wind blade, his limbs directly severed, and his body fragmented into pieces, yet he was still alive under the powerful vitality of a Golden Core.

"How is it? The taste of having your body torn apart, it's not pleasant, is it?"

Feng Chuan looked at the Player triumphantly, laughing heartily.

"Uh, I just specifically turned off the pain sensation."

The Player with the severed body smiled awkwardly: "So I don't really know what that taste is like."

Another Player interjected:

"Don't turn it off completely; it's best to keep it on and experience it. I heard that an enemy's methods can also be a Legacy, and by experiencing it, it's possible to secretly learn from them."

Li Changfeng also nodded in agreement: "It's best not to turn off pain sensation; many things require firsthand experience to understand what's going on."

Listening to their conversation, Feng Chuan's right fist clenched suddenly and he swung it forward with force.

A fierce gust of wind rose, forming a fist print, instantly smashing into the already severed Player, crushing him directly.

The next moment, dust flew, Spiritual Qi surged, and countless Ores burst forth from the remains, piling up into a large mountain that crashed down with a rumble. After taking root, it continued to spread, quickly forming a small mountain range.

This was the anomaly after a Golden Core's death; this person must have cultivated Earth Dao.

Boom!

Feng Chuan was still not appeased and threw another punch, overturning the entire mountain range.

"You guys seem... very casual?"

Feng Chuan looked at Li Changfeng and the others, somewhat unable to comprehend.

Even if they could revive, it couldn't be without consequence, right?

Not to mention that he had already occupied the revive point, and revived Players were being crushed by him one after another.

These people should have been pushed to a dead end.

Even if there really was some extraordinary trump card or powerful backer, they should show some fear and call for reinforcements.

But why were they so leisurely, as if they were on a picnic?

"Yes, why are we so casual..."

Li Changfeng responded, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

The reason the Player community was so casual was because he had spread false information.

He said that the officials had noticed the situation of the Newbie Village revive point being blocked and decided to observe for a period. If the BOSS was still not removed, its position would be reset.

Relying on his long-standing reputation, Li Changfeng barely managed to get by, and even made many Players find the situation amusing.

But he knew there was no official notice whatsoever.

Generally speaking, a campaign against a Nascent Soul would last for a very long time, measured in years.

It was possible for it to drag on for decades if one was not careful.

However, Players would absolutely not accept having their revive point suppressed for decades.

In fact, less than a day had passed, and the Players were already on the verge of revolt.

Li Changfeng knew that he could prolong the battle with Feng Chuan, but he absolutely could not prolong the time they couldn't revive.

Otherwise, his reputation as the initiator of this action would be ruined, and it would be troublesome to get things done in the future.

"Not here yet?"

Li Changfeng sent a message to a certain Player.

"Please wait, almost there."

Seeing the reply, he felt a little relieved.

Since he dared to set up Feng Chuan, a fallback plan was naturally prepared.

"Everyone, just stall for a little longer, and Feng Chuan will definitely be left here."

Li Changfeng looked at Feng Chuan, waved his hand, and the jade pendant Magic Treasure once again burst into light.

Rumble!

A violent wind rose, forming giant wind fist prints that easily sent the jade pendant flying.

Crack, crack!

Cracks even appeared on the jade pendant, making Li Changfeng's heart ache so much he almost ground his teeth.

Feng Chuan was very patient and did not pursue directly. He simply continued to torment and kill Players one by one at a steady pace.

After each massacre, he would deliberately pause for a period.

Li Changfeng knew that Feng Chuan was waiting for the possible mastermind to appear.

Although there really wasn't one, it bought the Players a lot of time.

"Since we're all waiting for someone, now let's see whose trump card is stronger, Feng Chuan's or ours."

Li Changfeng murmured, then suddenly looked to the west.

Feng Chuan also subtly shifted his gaze, looking towards the west.

He saw a red glow on the horizon, white clouds dyed a magnificent crimson by the scorching flames, like countless fiery red vines spreading eastward, with dazzling red flowers bursting open at regular intervals.

"They're here!"

Li Changfeng shouted.

The other Players had also received the message in advance and, without any desire to fight, quickly used their fastest methods to flee into the distance.

"Hmm?"

Feng Chuan's expression had been relatively stable since arriving here, either calm or annoyed, but never truly surprised.

But the expression on his face now was clearly surprise, and also... delight.

"Exotic Flame!"

Feng Chuan's pupils suddenly dilated, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up, and then even his teeth showed as he laughed.

"I didn't expect you to leave me such a great gift!"