This time, not just outside the Spirit Hall,
even within the main hall, many disciples couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
The scene was simply too hilarious.
Yang Zhengxin respawned at the revival point, trembling with rage, yet unable to lash out.
If you called the level cheap, well, it absolutely was.
But it undeniably fit the design of a trap.
He had no retort, so he swallowed his frustration and set off again.
This time, he figured it out.
The moment he landed, the spikes would grow larger and wider, so he had to jump immediately.
Yang Zhengxin’s execution was flawless.
The instant his feet touched the ground, he sprang back up as planned, narrowly dodging the deadly spikes.
"Just a cheap trick. I won’t fall for the same thing twice!"
Yang Zhengxin couldn’t resist boasting.
He silently vowed to steer clear of any suspiciously placed spikes in the future.
Time was running short, so he quickened his pace.
He leaped again, aiming for the elevated platform on the second floor.
At the edge of the platform was a sunken square pit.
In his rush, Yang Zhengxin jumped straight for it—it looked like the perfect landing spot.
But the moment he was about to touch down—
a metal block suddenly materialized in the empty pit, shoving him off the edge.
"I...!!"
Yang Zhengxin nearly cursed out loud.
He clenched his teeth, forcing himself to stay calm.
‘Are you kidding me? I’ve seen worse than this! Such petty tricks won’t stop me!’
His combat instincts kicked in, and he swiftly adjusted his posture mid-air.
Lu Ze had imposed many restrictions on cultivators in this illusionary realm, all based on I Wanna mechanics.
Players could double-jump, control jump height, adjust landing positions mid-air...
Yang Zhengxin twisted his body leftward.
Below him was his spawn point.
He wanted to reset.
But he miscalculated.
Just as he was about to land back at the starting point, two spikes erupted from the gap, impaling him.
"I... damn it!!!"
Yang Zhengxin finally lost his temper and swore.
By all accounts, it should’ve been a gruesome sight.
But between the absurd art style and Yang Zhengxin’s utter meltdown, it was downright comical.
While the Qingshan Sect disciples stood in stunned, ashen-faced silence, everyone else roared with laughter.
"Hahaha!! Serves Old Man Yang right!!"
"These traps are downright evil..."
"Is this really the kind of creativity you’d expect from a righteous cultivator?"
"Honestly, even the demonic factions would respect this level of cunning..."
"Thank heavens I’m just watching..."
"Watching others suffer is way more fun!"
The jeers reached Yang Zhengxin’s ears.
His face turned livid with rage.
He wanted to confront Lu Ze but held back, not wanting to lose face.
"You... just wait and see!!"
He spat those words and pressed on.
What followed was proof that Lu Ze had buried far more traps in the map than Yang Zhengxin could’ve imagined.
For instance, when he finally reached the second-floor platform on the left and tried to jump to the top level via the edge—
Who could’ve predicted a cat would drop from above the platform and one-shot him?
"What the... since when was there a cat?!"
Yang Zhengxin nearly lost it. If not for the sect’s dignity, he might’ve insulted Lu Ze’s ancestors.
"It’s a divine beast," Lu Ze replied without batting an eye, his tone utterly unshaken.
"Divine-tier traps deserve divine beasts, no?"
"And divine beasts being a tad overpowered is only natural, right?"
"Don’t worry, Elder Yang. I assure you, there’s definitely a way to clear this!"
Lu Ze smiled innocently, radiating sincerity.
Yang Zhengxin had no choice but to grit his teeth and keep searching for a solution.
After a few more deaths, he realized the left path was a dead end.
Then it hit him—he could sway mid-air and leap from the right instead.
One attempt later, he successfully reached the top.
‘My instincts were right. Let’s see what else you’ve got!’
Yang Zhengxin gloated inwardly.
Now, he felt back on track.
Wasn’t this the route he’d planned from the start?
From here, he’d jump over the spikes ahead, reach the revival spirit-gathering array,
then navigate the apple maze, pass through the corridor of endless spikes, and find the exit.
"Yes! This is definitely the way!"
Confident, Yang Zhengxin took the leap.
This time, the spikes were placed in a classic, predictable position—right at the landing spot.
It looked like a standard trap.
If he timed his jump right, he’d clear it easily.
‘Seems this brat’s creativity has its limits.’
But the moment he soared over the spikes—
the spikes, along with the entire patch of ground beneath them, suddenly launched upward like an arrow, shooting straight at him.
"I...!!!"
Yang Zhengxin took a deep breath.
This infuriating sense of déjà vu...
He wanted to scream!!!
After respawning yet again, Yang Zhengxin’s movements grew even more precise.
Leaping into the pit, he dodged the thickening spikes with a quick jump.
At the edge, he executed a double jump, vaulting over the iron block to land on the second-tier platform.
Then, from the right side, he leaped up to the highest level.
All in one smooth motion.
Standing at the edge of the highest platform, Yang Zhengxin paused once more.
He replayed the scenes of his recent deaths in his mind, calculating a new approach.
"If I jump above the spikes, they’ll shoot out."
"So..."
"I need to do a single jump to trigger the spikes."
"Then, with the second jump, turn back and find cover?"
Yang Zhengxin’s eyes lit up with realization.
How hard could it be?
Jump forward once, then double-jump back—simple!
Without hesitation, he put his plan into action.
Only for the elongated spike, now soaring high into the air, to come crashing straight down from the left, squashing him flat.
...
Respawned.
Back at the edge of the high platform.
"That thing flies over, but its range is limited..."
"Maybe I should hide further inside?"
Yang Zhengxin smacked his forehead in sudden understanding and leaped again.
The moment he tucked himself into the innermost spot, he was instantly obliterated by the lurking "immortal beast"—a damn cat.
...
Respawned.
Back at the edge once more.
"Forgot about that cursed wild cat ambush in the deepest part..."
"Damn it, why is this so sadistic?!"
"Wait, no—maybe I should jump all the way down?"
Yang Zhengxin’s eyes gleamed with inspiration.
The cave below, where the spikes thickened, seemed like the perfect hiding spot.
After all, the spike bar flew left, while the cave was on the right!
No time to waste!
Yang Zhengxin jumped again, then expertly pivoted mid-air.
Adjusting his trajectory, he aimed for the cave on the lower right.
The Qingshan Sect disciples watching from outside were electrified, unable to hold back their cheers:
"Elder Yang’s got this!!"
"What incredible footwork!"
"As expected of an elder!!!"
"Ha! No matter how sneaky that kid’s traps are, Elder Yang will crack them!"
"He’s so damn skilled..."
...
"Nailed it!"
Yang Zhengxin smirked, unable to suppress his triumph.
He glanced upward.
All he had to do was wait for the spike to fall, then jump back—mission accomplished.
The spike, carrying an entire chunk of earth, slammed onto the high platform before rolling violently to the right.
"Hah! Still trying to crush me?"
This time, Yang Zhengxin played it smart, shuffling further inside.
The next instant—
The falling spike abruptly accelerated, hurtling toward the right with lightning speed.
"???"
Yang Zhengxin gaped in disbelief.
He’d never seen such treachery before—flattened yet again.
Once more, he materialized at the revival array.
This time, his face burned crimson as he roared at the heavens:
"AHHH!!! THIS IS TORTURE!!!"
[Recent iwanna materials were all manually played, recorded, and screenshotted by me... Suffering through hell...]
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.
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