I, Zhong Yi, Invite You All to Die

“Old Zhong, what do you think we should do if we run into those two evil cultivators again?”

Zhou Yue frowned and sighed deeply.

These past few days, he had been thoroughly frustrated by that evil cultivator, the Great Buddha.

And it wasn’t just the Great Buddha—yesterday, another evil cultivator named [Serves Ants Right] appeared.

This guy only played Hu Tao, wielding his crazy, relentless sword swings and lightning-fast strikes, turning Juku Prefecture into a scene of utter devastation.

Because of these two, the entire illusion realm had become a chaotic mess.

“No worries, let’s just switch to three-player matches to lighten the mood,” Zhong Yi said with a bitter smile.

Solo queue was basically unplayable lately.

Even though there were only two cheaters, just running into one of them in a match was enough to ruin your entire day.

“But three-player matches don’t seem any easier to win. I even saw Junior Sister Li there… look,” Mu Yawen pointed toward Li Moran nearby, grinning sheepishly.

“Better than running into those two evil cultivators, right? At least they only play solo…” Zhong Yi’s words had barely left his mouth when a sharp scream rang out beside them:

“Holy crap!? It’s someone from the Hidden Clan!!!”

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“Elder Jiang, how’s this formation working out?”

Du Cheng was eager to take credit.

“Not bad, quite decent,” Jiang Lingfeng nodded with satisfaction.

Over the past three days, he and Du Cheng had been testing the grand array separately, growing more and more familiar with its usage.

Lately, fewer people were playing solo matches, so the two of them teamed up to enter the most popular three-player mode.

“If you ask me, we might as well sell spots in this formation, haha… uh,” Du Cheng began, only to be shot a glare from Jiang Lingfeng.

Selling formation spots? That would just hype up Lu Ze’s illusion realm even more.

But on the other hand…

Using the grand array to break the illusion realm’s rules and crush others was way more satisfying than their own “Heavenly Dao Secret Realm.”

Even Du Cheng, the creator of the illusion realm himself, often got beaten up like a punching bag by all kinds of big shots inside the realm.

Even Elder Jiang personally would get his nose bloodied by top-tier experts like Chaowendao.

But in “Naraka: Bladepoint,” it was a different story.

No matter if it was sect elders or prodigies,

In front of Du Cheng, who had activated the formation, they were nothing but mere passersby!

Take Li Jiujian from the Infinite Sword Sect, for example.

Li Jiujian was a loyal player of Lu Ze.

Since joining the Illusion Alliance from Illusion Sword Peak, he and Jiang Lingfeng had become increasingly antagonistic.

He would often jump into the “Heavenly Dao Secret Realm” just to annoy the big shots inside.

Though Li Jiujian was mediocre in the illusion realm, he was truly formidable in reality.

Compared to Jiang Lingfeng, who specialized in secret realms and formations, his combat strength was on a completely different level. Du Cheng had taken more than a few beatings from Li Jiujian in the “Heavenly Dao Secret Realm.”

But “Naraka: Bladepoint” was a whole different ballgame.

Once Du Cheng activated the formation, he would kill Li Jiujian every single time they met—each time with a new trick!

Recently, he had come up with a new tactic.

At the start of the match, he could see the names and positions of all players in the illusion realm.

So he would immediately look for Li Jiujian’s name and, once found, relentlessly hunt him down…

“Heh, ran into that old bastard Li Jiujian again!” Jiang Lingfeng sneered, eyes fixed on a certain direction in the crowd.

“Oh, and a few true disciples from the Lingxiao Sect too?”

Du Cheng chuckled slyly and began rubbing his hands together eagerly.

His talent for cultivation was actually quite decent; otherwise, he wouldn’t have climbed up to the steward position on Phantom Sword Peak.

But compared to true geniuses, he was nothing.

Now, these geniuses were like ants being toyed with at his fingertips, which made Du Cheng feel quite proud.

“Not only that… there’s also that Bai Mu?”

Jiang Lingfeng frowned.

Bai Mu.

This ID was renowned throughout the Illusion World.

A mysterious figure who appeared and vanished like a dragon, the top lone cultivator, and the embodiment of “invincibility” in the Illusion Realm.

On the forums, some said he was unbeatable, never once defeated.

Others argued that Bai Mu had just played too little, and a few encounters didn’t prove anything.

“Haha, Bai Mu? If I could kill him, wouldn’t that make me even more famous?”

Du Cheng’s excitement surged immediately.

Killing the number one expert in the Illusion Realm with his own hands would definitely be an impressive feat.

“Hmph, what invincibility? They’re all just trash!”

Jiang Lingfeng snorted coldly and raised his head proudly.

At this moment, they had finished their waiting time and boarded the spirit boat flying high in the sky.

Amid the clouds, thunder rumbled.

Two words appeared in Jiang Lingfeng’s vision—

“Black Curtain.”

Jiang Lingfeng frowned.

Why would there be a player’s name in the sky?

But after some thought, he felt at ease.

Within the clouds, there was a Zhulong hidden, ready to spew killing intent and assist in activating the Earth Calamity Talisman.

“Maybe the array’s functions have improved?”

Jiang Lingfeng muttered to himself.

Just then, someone beside him pointed at the name above his head and exclaimed:

“Holy crap!? It’s a member of the Hidden Clan!!!”

…

The Hidden Clan was an ancient race in the world background of “Naraka: Bladepoint,” possessing incredibly powerful bloodlines.

The popular Master Tianhai was one of them.

When Du Cheng was using cheats, he always played as Master Tianhai, a character very similar to those who had awakened ancient bloodlines in the lore.

Moreover, when Master Tianhai took medicine, he often muttered, “The Hidden Clan isn’t invincible either,” with a somewhat mocking tone.

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Thus, cultivators on the forum started calling him “Hidden Clan Member.”

Once this phrase was shouted out, all the cultivators present were shocked.

Keep in mind, over the past three days, quite a few cultivators had been disgusted by Jiang Lingfeng and Du Cheng.

Combined with their continuous exposure on the forum, their reputation had long since become infamous.

The cultivators present immediately began to verbally attack the two.

Facing the fury of the cultivators, Du Cheng and Jiang Lingfeng remained unfazed.

Who even knew who anyone was in the Illusion Realm?

If revealing one’s identity after offending everyone was a problem, then “Bai Mu” would have long ago been hunted down and killed by all the big shots.

Not only were the two calm, they even arrogantly mocked the crowd.

“What? Don’t like it? Bring your cultivation levels in here then! A bunch of trash!”

“Can’t understand the names I choose? Ants deserve to die, got it?”

“Heh, what fairness? Where is fairness in this world! You can’t bring your cultivation into this illusion, so is that my fault?”

“Today, Tianren City will be your grave!”

…

Faced with such arrogance from the two, Zhong Yi and Zhou Yue were absolutely furious.

To be fair, even if there truly were a way for them to enter the illusion realm with their cultivation intact, the two of them wouldn’t stoop to such a thing.

In an illusion realm famed for its fairness, why break that very fairness?

Seeing their shameless faces, proudly wearing their disgrace like a badge, Zhong Yi couldn’t help but burn with righteous anger.

“Weak? So what!? If this strength is stolen through crooked means, how are we any different from demonic cultivators?”

Zhong Yi took a large step forward, stepping out from the crowd, pointing angrily at the two.

“As cultivators, we do not shame ourselves for being weak, but we do shame ourselves for using evil methods!”

“We cultivate the righteous spirit of heaven and earth, following the ways of the ancient sages!”

“We... will never stoop to consorting with demonic cultivators!”

“Though ants are small, if they have will, they can move mountains and break dams!”

Having said that, he turned to the crowd behind him, bowed deeply, his righteous aura unwavering.

“Fellow Daoists!”

“I am Zhong Yi, disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, seeking to enter Tianren City...”

“I ask all of you to join me in facing death together!”

The crowd fell silent for a moment.

Then erupted into thunderous cheers:

“Mu Yawen of the Lingxiao Sect, ready to fight!”

“Zhou Yue of the Lingxiao Sect, ready to fight!”

“Chen Yang, the free cultivator, ready to fight!”

“Chen Feng of the Wuji Sword Sect, ready to fight!”

“Free cultivator…”

…

Above the sky, within the clouds, violet thunder roiled incessantly.

Lu Ze knew it was his old comrade, the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao, urging him to act quickly.

“Wait a little longer,”

Lu Ze whispered softly, watching the scene before him with keen interest.

“Something interesting is about to happen...”