Inside the villa.

Zhang Peng couldn't control his own body at all, watching himself slowly kneel down before the young man.

"Oh great being, God of the Game..."

The voice of the Heavenly Dao Sect Master was filled with grief, "What do you want to obtain to spare my world...?"

"Haven't you understood after coming to this Grotto Heaven?"

Zhong Shenxiu said indifferently, "I simply provided a pathway... the choices of the players, they are all made by themselves."

"But... you possess boundless power, you could completely prevent all of this!" the Heavenly Dao Sect Master struggled to say.

"The Heavenly Dao is indifferent, treating all beings as straw dogs; the holy ones are indifferent, treating all people as straw dogs!"

Shenxiu chuckled lightly, "You might say, this is the benevolence of the Heavenly Dao and the saints, treating all beings and people equally... But what I'm telling you is just its literal meaning... The fate of these two worlds, the natives of both sides, is decided by you yourselves, and now... it's almost reached a conclusion!"

He lifted his head and snapped his fingers lightly.

Zhang Peng suddenly discovered that the walls of the villa were as if transformed into screens, displaying a terrifying battlefield littered with corpses and blood flowing like rivers!

On the battlefield, pairs of high-grade Martial Artist Daoists were fighting to the death!

"Look... as you struggle, the protagonists of both worlds are also fighting for the fate of their respective worlds... If the players win, they will completely occupy the Daqian Nine Provinces, establishing an empire, and if you win, you'll completely block the resurrection points, even using the passage to retaliate against the Grotto Heaven..."

...

On the battlefield.

Lin Fan had pushed the Wind and Dew Technique to the limit, his whole person seemingly transforming into a black hole of vitality.

Opposite him, the Lu Sect and the Nine-Colored Divine Eagle kept pressing in, each of them a pinnacle among first-grade, and together, even Lin Fan, who carried the inheritance of divine powers, was hard-pressed.

In fact, if not for the unmatched speed of the Wind and Dew Technique in recovering vitality, he might have already been ground to death by the two top first-grades.

Even now, the situation wasn't very optimistic.

As the protagonist of this world, Lu Sect clearly also possessed an inheritance at the level of the Holy Immortals.

Even, it seemed that the latter was about to break through the first-grade realm!

Once Lu Sect made a breakthrough to the Void-breaking Realm on the battlefield, there would be no way to fight, the players could just surrender.

Lin Fan's divine consciousness swept across the field.

One after another, players had been sent back to the resurrection point and couldn't arrive for a while.

The Jiuzhou Alliance masters had also suffered heavy losses.

The Sword God Elder and that Martial Monk had perished together, which meant a great defeat!

Ming Wuyi was being besieged by a great number of Second and Third-Grade Martial Artists, and even though each movement could kill a player, the lives of the players were practically worthless, they still crazily exchanged wounds with their lives.

By this time, Ming Wuyi was also gravely injured!

Lin Fan withdrew his divine consciousness, suddenly seizing a chance in the battle.

A giant black hole emerged around him, its immense pulling force suppressing the Divine Eagle, slowing it down a notch.

Immediately after, Lin Fan roared, his iron fist smashing down like a vajra pestle onto the back of the Divine Eagle.

Poof!

Blood splattered and feathers flew chaotically.

The Nine-Colored Divine Eagle was severely wounded by the blow, collapsing to the ground like a mountain, stirring up clouds of dust, as if a small-scale earthquake had occurred.

"Little Eagle!"

Lu Sect bellowed, suddenly entering a strange state.

Numerous acupoints in his body vibrated, causing ripples in the surrounding void, on the verge of shattering.

Martial Artist beyond grade—Void-shattering Realm!

This Martial Arts prodigy, the main character of heaven and earth, at the peak moment of the intense battle, was finally about to step over that last threshold, advancing to a level beyond standard!

"How could I let you succeed?"

Lin Fan's eyes showed desperation, his hands tracing mysterious arcs, also causing the void to shift.

"When gold wind and jade dew meet, they outshine countless mundane beings!"

"This is my strongest move, based on Nuclear Split Fist, followed by Fusion Palm, and ending again with Nuclear Split Fist... I shall name it... Three-Phases Fist!"

Lin Fan roared as he unleashed his mightiest punch.

At the tip of his fist, the void rippled with numerous waves, indeed, as if it were glass—shattered!

This protagonist from Grotto Heaven had also achieved a breakthrough on the battlefield!

Even as a player, one didn't necessarily need experience to break through to the next realm!

Self-cultivation could also lead to higher realms!

And Lin Fan's breakthrough was, obviously, not an easy feat.

Boom!

Infinite explosive energy instantly enveloped the Lu Sect.

This Martial Artist about to break into the beyond-top-grade, his face showed an extremely astonished expression, as if frozen at that moment forever.

Immediately, his body turned to ashes.

However, the power of the Three-Phases Fist was far from over!

The terrifying explosion waves, spreading outward from the center, a giant mushroom cloud was about to rise, and the shock wave might cover an area with a radius of a thousand miles!

This was a world-destroying strike!

No matter the players or the Jiuzhou Alliance army, under this punch, all would turn to dust!

Even Lin Fan himself couldn't stop it!

"Damn it! Lin Fan, why did you choose now of all times to break through?"

Xie Biqi cursed as she watched this scene unfold.

The players hadn't lost yet, in fact, they had a great chance of winning.

But now, with Lin Fan's punch, it would be the end for everyone, forcing a draw between the two sides.

Of course, players didn't die, they could resurrect after being blown up.

But the armies supported by various guilds would be completely annihilated!

"A Martial Artist seeks the Way, unafraid of a hundred deaths!"

Lin Fan felt the threat of death and thus unleashed his strongest strike, but regrettably, he broke through directly.

Now, with his Void-breaking Martial Artist realm, saving himself was easy, but protecting this army of hundreds of thousands was nothing short of a fool's dream!

The Martial Artist's thoughts moved swiftly, just when everyone closed their eyes, awaiting death's arrival.

That explosion and white light were suddenly erased as quickly as pencil marks on paper met an eraser.

"Gone?"

Lin Fan stepped out from the void, his eyes full of shock, "What kind of mighty power could make my Three-Phases Fist disappear into nothingness?"

He turned his gaze and saw two figures.

One was sitting on a sofa, seemingly having moved along with the sofa itself.

The other appeared to be a high school student, dressed in a uniform, looking utterly ordinary, yet giving Lin Fan a very dangerous feeling, possibly a beyond-top-grade Daoist.

"This is... my world."

The Heavenly Dao Sect Master looked at the battlefield, eyes alight with excitement.

"Wait a minute, this player seems familiar... Lord Shenxiu!"

Lin Fan's pupils contracted, "Are you the real mastermind behind the scenes?"

"Is that the high-level player?"

Xie Biqi was equally shocked, "No wonder the Special Review Bureau couldn't find any information on Lord Shenxiu, so he's the mastermind behind the scenes!?"

"So it turns out Lord Shenxiu isn't just someone's uncle, he is the uncle himself."

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