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“Y-you had purification and didn’t say it earlier!?” the elegant man yelled angrily, his heart bleeding as he realized he had wasted six weak talismans—those could’ve saved his life at this critical moment!

“Is it my fault~?”

Ye Junlin shrugged.

During his collection journey, he had accidentally picked up a purification talisman, which could eliminate all negative effects.

Who would’ve thought it could be used right away?

“You son of a…” Seeing the smug look on the other’s face, the elegant man’s frustration reached new heights, and he almost cursed out loud, but the chilling sword qi rushing toward him made him change his expression to panic, quickly shouting:

“Invincible Bro! Spare me!”

Swish.

A thick beam of sword light pressed down, like a white waterfall crashing down, completely enveloping the elegant man.

Boom!

The ground instantly collapsed, thick dust scattering everywhere.

When the dust settled, there was only a square wooden box left as proof that its previous owner had been there.

“Run!” The young man in plain clothes with a bow and arrow, terrified and confused, turned to flee.

Swoosh! The refined sword light shot like a golden rainbow, piercing through the chest of the young man, blood gushing out.

“Ah…” The young man collapsed on the ground, struggling to crawl forward, his expression filled with pain, regretting his decisions.

Human greed is insatiable.

Had he known better, he would’ve stayed away from this guy. Now, in a moment of madness, they all had to deal with the consequences.

“Invincible Bro! Don’t kill me!” The Pink Skirt Girl’s face turned pale with fear, staring at the comical-faced bald man before her, who looked more terrifying than a demon.

“Why shouldn’t I kill you? Just because you can squeeze juice?” Ye Junlin asked with a half-smirk.

The Pink Skirt Girl nodded eagerly, like a little chick, “Uh-huh! If Invincible Bro is willing, I can serve you, just consider it easing your worries!”

“Give me a chance, Invincible Bro~~”

To survive, the Pink Skirt Girl forced down her inner resistance, her eyes sparkling, feigning a cute appeal.

“Get lost!”

In the next second, a terrifying sword light fell down.

“I’ll fight this bastard!” Realizing her fate was sealed, the Pink Skirt Girl, in her rage, transformed into a furious tiger with claws and fangs.

“Ah!”

The scream abruptly stopped.

That elegant figure vanished, replaced by a small wooden box.

The other two gravely injured individuals, having lost their chance for rescue, bled out and died.

At this moment, around Ye Junlin, five small wooden boxes lay quietly.

The deceased left this world with peace…

“Hey, why bother~”

Ye Junlin shook his head. After scavenging the resources, he swallowed a medicinal pill to restore his state, slung his massive sword over his shoulder, and strode away with a nonchalant attitude, humming a cheerful tune.

Meanwhile, the remaining number in the upper right corner already showed sixty-five people.

It was clear that fierce battles had erupted during the drop of one hundred testers; those who were still alive didn’t have too shabby equipment or martial techniques.

As for those who had turned into boxes, their true selves had long been eliminated, automatically transported out of Fallen Immortal Island.

Everyone was frantically growing stronger, trying to survive until the final circle and claim victory.

Humans should always have dreams.

Without them, what’s the difference from being a salted fish?

So even if most testers thought they would probably just be background characters, what if they succeeded?

Of course, some were just participating for the fun of the challenge; if they won, great! If they lost, they could still accept it calmly.

Ancient Sword Tomb.

Two figures were currently competing against each other.

They were showcasing their sword techniques, with sword qi swirling around, each move packing tremendous power.

At this moment, a white-clad man with long hair tied with a white ribbon, his face stern and eyes gleaming like stars, approached holding an ice-blue long sword.

The sudden appearance of a formidable rival forced the two combatants to halt, casting uncertain glances.

“You, you must be Xue Wuhen!”

Though the figures here could be fictional, the deliberate creation of a character closely resembling oneself, especially with a name that suited him so well, made it hard not to recognize his true identity at a glance.

At this moment, the white-clad man wielded a rare purple Ice Soul Sword, his expression icy and indifferent, his thin lips lightly uttering a word, “Yes.”

He had no interest in hiding his identity here!

Even the name hovering above his head boldly declared, “White-Clad Sword Immortal!”

“Though this is a virtual world, to battle with a rumored sword immortal, at least I didn’t come in vain!”

“Yeah, he doesn’t know who we are, so why not team up against him!”

The two were eager, their battle intent bubbling.

But before they could react, Xue Wuhen had already taken the initiative, swiftly closing in with a low-tier body technique, and thrusting his Ice Soul Sword forward, rippling with mysterious waves.

In an instant, snowflakes danced around, cold air penetrating to the bone.

“Not good! My movements are slowing!” One of the handsome men’s pupils contracted, realizing something was off.

The other gritted his teeth, ready to fight back, shouting, “Kill!”

But their speed was ultimately too slow. In just three seconds, they were pierced by over a hundred swords, their health bars dropping to zero.

As the snowflakes gradually faded, all that remained was the white-clad figure standing silently with his sword, two boxes at his feet.

Xue Wuhen gazed at the vast distance, suddenly noticing the map refreshing, revealing a large circle covering four regions, the other two lying outside the big circle.

“Is this the death aura starting to spread?” Xue Wuhen raised an eyebrow, luckily his current position in the Ancient Sword Tomb was within the big circle, so there was no need for much fuss now.

However, preparation was key; he needed to find a reliable mount to come and go freely.

After all, Bugi Island was quite large. If he couldn’t escape to a safe area in time and got swallowed up by the spreading death aura, it would be really unfortunate!

Meanwhile, outside the circle in Chaotic Blade Valley, figures could be seen fleeing in haste, trying to avoid the oncoming death aura.

In a cave somewhere on a cliff, a life-and-death struggle was erupting.

“That giant eagle is mine, no one gets to take it from me!”

“Get lost! Or die!”

“Who do you think you are?!”

Several figures were embroiled in a chaotic fight, and soon some fell into boxes. As the cries of battle quieted down, a middle-aged man dressed in a green robe, holding two curved blades, had an exhilarated expression on his face.

“Ha ha! In the end, I won! This giant eagle is mine now!”

“This is my giant eagle!”

Looking at the eight-meter tall giant eagle, its feathers as hard as cold iron with sharp quills, and towering with might, the green-robed man was ecstatic, shouting.

Now that death aura was about to consume Chaotic Blade Valley, possessing such a flying mount would allow quick escape from this ominous place.

Most importantly, this giant eagle looked sharp! It would be perfect for showing off in the upcoming battles!

“Is that so?”

Suddenly, a sweet and charming female voice rang out, indicating it was a cute little girl.

“Still someone here?!” The green-robed man’s eyes flashed with malice as he tightly gripped his blades and turned to attack, two half-moon-shaped blade lights flying toward her with great force.

Boom!

The two blade auras were blocked.

Thick smoke enveloped the area, and from it emerged a figure with a towering stature.

A muscular girl akin to a bodybuilder exuding explosive power, yet on her muscular neck, there was a petite and adorable face, with sparkling big eyes and rosy lips—a visual contradiction.

At this moment, she walked closer holding a large blade, exuding a terrifying oppressive aura like a mountain.

“You, you’re that weird woman from the ship!” The green-robed man was horrified, a chill running down his back.

“Hehe, that giant eagle is mine now.”

This Muscle Girl swung her large blade, creating a fierce blade wind that caught the green-robed man off guard.

Swish!

Moments later, a line of blood appeared on the green-robed man’s neck. He staggered back a few steps, helplessly kneeling on the ground, his eyes dimming as he quickly turned into a box.

“Done.”

The Muscle Girl flicked her hair proudly, revealing her white teeth.

That’s right, this person was none other than Li Wujie.

Li Wujie intended to quickly leave while the death aura hadn’t arrived yet, but hearing the sounds of fighting, he came to investigate. Upon seeing the flying mount, he decided not to make a move and waited for the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

Now, this flying mount was his.

Looking at the majestic giant bird tilting its head to assess him, Li Wujie couldn’t help but sigh,

“Mm, this eagle is big, I like it!”

Soon.

A loud cry resonated from the cave.

A majestic giant eagle, moving like lightning, flew out of the cave, soaring in the skies, heading straight toward a safe destination.

“Ha ha ha…” On the broad back of the eagle stood a muscular girl, standing proudly with her hands on her hips, letting out a hearty laughter.

 

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