In-game chat messages cannot be photoshopped or altered, so when Baldhead posted that image in the guild’s chat channel, countless players were left in disbelief.
In The Last Sword, weapon quality is categorized by the glow they emit: white, blue, purple, pink, orange, gold, rainbow… And in the image, the weapon in that player’s hand, radiating an orange glow, was unmistakably a Legendary-tier piece of equipment.
Legendary-tier!
"That player claimed the weapon was stolen from a monster in the Nask Great Graveyard," Baldhead said gravely. "Plenty of players have already sought him out to see the weapon, but he’s gone into hiding."
"Into hiding…"
While everyone was eager to see what a Legendary-tier weapon looked like, the real focus was on the fact that it had been obtained from a monster in the Nask Great Graveyard!
"If that hidden dungeon has a Legendary-tier weapon, what about the boss’s drops?"
"Damn, the big guilds must be going crazy—they’ll definitely try to clear that dungeon now."
...
Just as the players predicted, the major guilds immediately sprang into action upon receiving the news, rallying their forces to conquer the dungeon.
"Miss Su Qiao, the Tenglong Guild and Aoshi Guild are teaming up for this raid. They’ve gathered over a thousand players!"
"Dammit, they moved so fast."
Su Qiao’s expression darkened when she heard the news. "We don’t have enough manpower in this starter village, and our other members can’t cross over from different zones."
"No choice—gather everyone we have left. We’re going in!"
"Understood!"
The Sky Eagle Guild set out, numbering roughly five to six hundred players. But when they arrived at the entrance of the Nask Great Graveyard, they were stunned.
The entrance was packed—wall-to-wall players, easily numbering in the tens of thousands.
"Every guild is here!"
"Wait, organize the team. Don’t start fights at the dungeon entrance—preserve your stamina!"
Solo players were also swarming the area, cramming the entrance, yet no one made a move to enter.
The first to act would be the first to suffer—no one wanted to be the vanguard against that elite monster.
The guild players, too, avoided conflict here. After all, if they fought now, the solo players would swoop in and reap the rewards.
"This dungeon doesn’t limit the number of players who can enter, so the guilds brought everyone they could."
"Let’s just go. No point hesitating."
...
"Su Qiao, your Sky Eagle Guild is always so slow. Just arrived now, huh? Heard you guys discovered this hidden boss but couldn’t even handle an elite monster?"
A warrior-clad man stepped forward, smirking at Su Qiao with undisguised mockery in his eyes. "The Sky Eagle Guild really is useless."
"Hu Tianyu, what’s your problem?" Su Qiao’s face turned icy. "Don’t think just because your two guilds teamed up, you’re anything special. Our guild’s overall strength still surpasses yours."
Hu Tianyu, leader of the Aoshi Guild, merely shrugged. "Overall strength? Your whole team wiped and dropped a level, didn’t they? And you still dare claim you’re stronger?"
"Want to test that theory?" Su Qiao’s expression darkened, but she had no qualms about starting a fight right then and there.
"We’ve got no time for this. The real treasure is inside."
"You—!"
Finally, the guilds made their move, charging into the castle.
Solo players seized the chance to slip in as well, though some were blocked by guild members guarding the entrance. Still, many managed to sneak through.
In the end, it was a chaotic stampede—no one could control the crowd.
"Move out!" Su Qiao ordered. "Let’s go!"
...
Inside the castle, monsters began spawning as players poured in.
Small skeletons emerged, raising their weapons to attack.
But with the sheer number of players present, the tiny skeletons stood no chance—they were instantly overwhelmed.
No treasures dropped from the slain skeletons—not even decent crafting materials.
"These monsters wiped the Sky Eagle Guild?"
Some guild players cut down the skeletons effortlessly, looking puzzled. "These things are weak as hell."
"Who knows? Maybe the Sky Eagle Guild just sucks."
The players advanced smoothly, chatting and joking, feeling none of the pressure expected from a hidden dungeon.
With so many people, their firepower was overkill.
But that impression shattered the moment they encountered the Skeletal Guardian.
The massive Skeletal Guardian stood like an immovable statue, blocking the passage behind it, exuding an overwhelming sense of menace.
Compared to the puny skeleton soldiers, its towering frame and pitch-black shield made it clear—this was on a whole other level.
"This…" The leading guild halted, hesitation creeping in.
"That’s the elite monster that wiped the Sky Eagle Guild?" Hu Tianyu of the Aoshi Guild gripped his shield, glancing between his own and the Skeletal Guardian’s.
There was no comparison.
"Be careful. That thing’s no joke."
At that moment, Su Qiao and her group caught up. Seeing the Aoshi Guild hesitating, she sneered.
"What’s wrong? All that big talk earlier, and now you’re scared?"
"This is called strategy," Hu Tianyu snapped. "Unlike you, who just brute-forced it and paid the price."
Su Qiao scoffed. "Oh? Then by all means, you take the lead."
"Miss Su Qiao, that elite monster hasn’t attacked us because we’re outside its aggro range," Baldhead interjected. "That means there must be something special about the passage behind it—maybe a mechanism?"
"A mechanism?" Su Qiao’s eyes lit up with realization.
"You’re saying we shouldn’t fight it head-on, but find a way to bypass it and disable the mechanism?"
"Exactly. A level 20 dungeon elite shouldn’t be this strong. A direct assault clearly isn’t the intended strategy." Baldhead was certain.
It defied logic.
A hidden dungeon in a starter village having such a high-level elite monster made no sense.
After all, his intel had never mentioned anything about an elite this overpowered.
"Then let’s try it!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
