The moment this event occurred, the live chat exploded.
[Hahahaha, Senior Disciple Zhong is going all out!]
[My bad, I always thought you were a mole.]
[The light of righteousness!!]
[Bringing in skill modules? Then as a rogue cultivator, isn’t he doomed to lose??]
[Hard to say. With Bai Mu’s movement techniques, he could probably just run until the event ends, and no one would catch him.]
[Then tell me, how’s he gonna dodge Elder Li’s flying swords?]
[Serves him right, who told him to show off so much!]
……
Zhong Yi was stunned.
He had never imagined such an outcome.
For the first time, he seriously questioned whether his Truth Spirit Root had some hidden flaw.
“Brother Bai, this…”
Zhong Yi spoke awkwardly, his face burning with embarrassment.
“……”
Lu Ze’s lips twitched violently.
“I told you to just sit back and watch…”
Zhong Yi’s guilt deepened.
Before the module market became widely accessible, most top-tier modules were the private treasures of elite cultivators.
And these were their real-world signature techniques!
For example, Chao Wendao’s Nine Heavens Divine Thunder module, Li Moran’s Profound Ice Sword Art module, Zhou Yue’s Karmic Flame Dao Spirit module…
Though not as world-shattering as their real-world counterparts, after being adapted to the rules of "My World," each of these modules was a top-tier combat asset!
Even if Bai Mu was a master of in-game mechanics, there was no guarantee he could create such modules.
And even if he somehow managed…
Bai Mu was just a rogue cultivator—how could the Dao techniques he’d comprehended compare to these elites?
At this moment, Lu Ze was also nursing a headache.
But what troubled him wasn’t the possibility of losing.
Among all random events, the only one that could make him lose was something like Zhou Yue’s—randomly summoning an invincible entity.
Nothing else could bridge the gap between him and the others.
However…
The real downside of [Divine Assistance] was this—
Players would no longer respawn!
This meant he couldn’t farm demonic points here anymore.
Losing over a hundred demonic points in one go made his heart ache.
‘Whatever, I’ll just have to make it up from Senior Brother Zhong later…’
Lu Ze smirked inwardly, already scheming how to reclaim his losses from Zhong Yi.
“Ahem… How about this? I know the effects of their skill modules. I’ll explain them all to you, and you just focus on surviving their pursuit for the next half-hour… Deal?”
Zhong Yi suggested.
“No need.”
Lu Ze shook his head, his tone brimming with confidence.
“They can’t beat me.”
……
……
Meanwhile.
The sudden random event had drastically shifted the battlefield!
Every player present couldn’t help but grin in anticipation of victory.
Purple Team Base.
“Heh heh heh…”
“HAHAHAHA!!”
Xu Huoyao didn’t hesitate to load his [Heart-Devouring Black Flame] module. Purple-black flames erupted around his fists as he smashed them against the obsidian blocks.
The indestructible obsidian slowly cracked under his relentless assault!
“Bai Mu!”
“You’re dead!!”
……
Red Team Base.
“Unfilial disciple, convert all your resources into swords!”
“Stone swords, iron swords, blacksteel swords…”
“I want them all!”
Li Jiujian’s face flushed with excitement as he loaded his [Myriad Swords Return to Origin] module.
For a moment, he was transported back centuries—to the day he first reached the Nascent Soul stage and slew his sworn enemy.
“You little brat, Bai Mu, I’m coming for you!!”
……
Green Team Base.
Shen Yan swung his iron sword experimentally, then frowned.
“Still doesn’t feel quite right…”
He sighed regretfully before casually flicking his wrist.
A massive golden hammer, pixelated from blocks, materialized alongside his blade and crashed down—
Shattering the earth blocks before him into dust.
……
Black Team Base.
A towering figure of black-and-crimson flames loomed behind Zhou Yue.
His gaze locked onto Bai Mu’s distant coordinates.
“Brother Bai, I owe you for the lessons in the illusion realm…”
“Now… it’s my turn.”
……
White Team Base.
Countless ice spikes hovered around Li Moran, freezing the very air.
With a soft exhale, she swung her sword—
The glacial barrage shot forth, piercing deep into the ground and leaving a crater dozens of blocks deep.
“Lu Ze…”
Li Moran whispered, a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes.
“What will you pull out this time?”
……
……
Yellow Team Base.
Lu Ze scanned his module list, eyebrows furrowed.
Indecision gripped him.
“Which one should I use to crush them…”
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