Curse Reply: I'm going to fight the Myriad Corpse Immortal, the highest level one!

Zhang Chulan glanced around at the confusion and shock written on the faces of everyone present. He understood that even if it was an illusion, being able to simultaneously psychedel so many people was truly a remarkable skill.

It truly lives up to its reputation as the Law of the Heavenly Demon, which allows for free transformation.

The dozen or so Minecraft players present felt this even more deeply.

"Steve is here???"

"666, instant creation, no need to act anymore."

"Damn it! Fuck it! Damn it, we're villagers now!"

Zhang Zhiwei sighed, stood up, and patted Lu Jin's shoulder, which was tense due to the strange phenomenon.

"See, Lao Lu, this is why I can't laugh. The method Xia Jie comprehended... seems to be real. The world is about to be thrown into chaos because of him alone."

"And it's a complete upheaval."

Zhang Zhiwei jumped off the field, tossing Zhang Lingyu, who was standing there in a daze, into the audience:

"Since you enjoy fighting so much, how about I become your opponent?"

"Of course, I've already announced my membership in the Quanxing Sect, so what if you try to kill me, sir?"

"Furthermore, whether you want to obtain the extraordinary skills I have come up with, or you want to nip my extraordinary wisdom in the bud, now is the best time."

"Before I start cultivating, while my body and soul are still mortal, while my brainpower is limited and I can't execute too many commands simultaneously, let's do it now."

"Moreover, you can all come together to deal with me, this evil heretic, without having to worry about fairness or morality."

"However, before you take action, remember to make one thing clear, and that is—"

“You are the challengers.”

Xia Jie wiped away the nosebleed that had flowed from her nose, caused by forcibly overclocking her brain to maintain the intermediate command for a second.

The intermediate-level command is too complex; if it takes another two seconds, his consciousness will be disrupted. Sigh, the spell is still chasing him.

While pondering, Xia Jie raised her right hand again and gave everyone present a big middle finger.

"I'm not targeting anyone in particular."

"I just want to say that everyone here is trash, and your teachers are also trash who can't become immortals."

As soon as the arrogant words were spoken, many of the extraordinary individuals present, who were trembling with fear and almost ready to flee, had their pride and respect for their teachers and elders triggered on the spot, and their expressions became less than pleasant.

This time, it's still pre-battle trash talk and full-map taunting.

The field of human psychology.

Although it wasn't done sincerely, it was really useful. If the quantum field is the control panel of the universe, then psychology is the control panel of humanity, and language is the command.

"Good lad."

A solid, golden light emanated from Zhang Zhiwei's body.

"Everyone, since Mr. Xia Jie, who has clearly joined Quanxing, has made the request, what are we waiting for? Those who want to take action, come and join me."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Zhiwei had already vanished from his spot. The blazing golden light, condensed into threads, sliced ​​through the air, carrying immense power as it slashed towards Xia Jie's head, aiming for a fatal blow.

He didn't understand why Xia Jie was so fond of war and death, but he didn't want the future of humanity to fall into the hands of a warmongering madman, so he and Xia Jie hit it off immediately.

Although he knew that Xia Jie was probably not as easy to kill as he seemed, he still chose to go all out. After all, what if something unexpected happened?

What if he wins?

"Command: Restore my physical condition and allow it to regenerate permanently in my brain."

"Instructions: All non-command-based superpowers are prohibited here, except for those of Zhang Zhiwei."

"Instructions: halt all changes here for nine seconds. Only I am allowed to move freely."

Xia Jie pushed her mental abilities to the limit, simultaneously sending out three low-level commands in an instant.

Therefore, all things on Longhu Mountain obeyed the command and stopped evolving.

The direction of time is manifested in change; when change stops, time loses its meaning.

With a hundred kinds of martial arts skills, this is Zawarudo!

The first second has passed.

Xia Jie lowered her head, dodging the "golden slash line" aimed at her head and the dozen or so golden light blades used to block her movement. She also took the opportunity to look around the entire scene and observe everyone's positions and movements.

Second to fourth seconds.

Xia Jie placed Lu Jin, Feng Zhenghao, Lü Ci, and several minor superhumans side by side in front of the golden light blade line, wedging their hips onto the sharp blade.

Fifth to seventh seconds.

Xia Jie moved the iron spike that Quanxing had thrown at her, which had broken the disguise effect and revealed the ugly true form due to the use of Qi, to the foreheads of Wang Ai, Wang Bing and other members of the Wang family.

Eighth to ninth seconds.

Xia Jie deflected all twelve Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives that were aimed at him.

Five of them, by predicting the movement trajectory, targeted five unknown older generation extraordinary individuals with considerable Qi.

The other six guns were aimed at Zhang Lingyu, blocking all his escape routes.

Then Xia Jie took the last throwing knife and placed it behind Jia Zhengliang, who was controlling the throwing knives, with the tip pointing towards the back of his head.

Although he could go even further in pursuit of maximum damage, even stopping time for an even longer period, there's no need; he prefers to leave challengers a glimmer of hope.

"I declare that time has begun to flow."

In an instant, the world turned upside down.

The question is, how should a superhuman who has been deprived of his magic and protective energy react to and defend against the residual kinetic energy in a flying projectile?

The answer is that the reaction is too slow, and the defense is even less effective.

First, there was the golden silk blade that wasn't forbidden by the law. Even though Zhang Zhiwei reacted quickly, Lu Jin, Feng Zhenghao, Lü Ci, and the others still covered their genitals with cold sweat on their faces.

Then came the hidden iron spikes. Having lost control of their object manipulation abilities, they carried kinetic energy and pierced through the foreheads of Wang Bing and the others.

The unfriendly Wang Ai, and the arrogant Wang Bing who seems to have been corrupted by fire, are both out.

Next came the throwing knives. Zhang Lingyu was saved in time by Zhang Zhiwei, and only a few fingers were taken away by the throwing knives. Jia Zhengliang and the others, who had no one to help them, simply quit Earth Online and waited for the server-wide event and resurrection benefits a month later.

Xiao Xiao's soul-shattering breath, Zhang Chulan's palm thunder, Shan Shitong's talisman, Xiao Zizai's Great Compassion Hand, and Feng Baobao's Eighteen Forms of Awei all lost their power due to Xia Jie's forbidden technique.

All that remained was the gusts of wind generated by the moves, whistling wildly across the arena and kicking up clouds of dust.

"How is my martial arts?"

The entire room fell silent, except for one person who spoke.

Never before had the supernatural beings felt such fear of a single voice as they did now.

Chapter 111 What Broadcast Era?

In the blink of an eye, several people died inexplicably, including Wang Ai of the Ten Elders. Lu Jin and Feng Zhenghao were also injured. The instigator, who claimed to be an ordinary person, was able to easily dodge the killing move of Zhang Zhiwei, a top-tier superhuman.

How can we fight this? What kind of monster did Zhang Lingyu's punch bring out?

The entire room fell silent, except for Xia Jie, who was unaware of the bone-chilling cold.

"Oh, you're all scared."

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Xia Jie first cast an invincible command on herself, and then removed the forbidden spell command that covered the entire Longhu Mountain.

Almost the instant the command was withdrawn, Wang, who possessed the Feng Hou Qi Men technique, made his move.

"The chaotic clapper!"

Xia Jie is not the only one who can pause time by manipulating changes.

Because the more people pause, the greater the load becomes, in order to pause for as long as possible, Wang Ye specially calculated the optimal range of the Qimen Formation, so that the effect of the Chaotic Golden Scale could encompass Xia Jie while avoiding as many strong opponents as possible on the field.

Wang Ye, who thought he had caught the prelude to the command, was about to seize the brief moment to make a further move when he was horrified to find that Xia Jie, who was standing behind Jia Zhengliang's corpse, was completely unaffected by the time stop and turned around to look at him, even leisurely greeting him.

"Wang Ye, did you ask me before you wanted to stop time?"

Xia Jie snapped her fingers.

"Instruction: Prohibit Feng Hou Qi Men".

As soon as the words were spoken, time resumed its flow.

In just those few seconds of chaotic metal clapping, 90% of the superhumans on the field tried to escape, only to run into an invisible wall.

"A hundred martial arts techniques, this is the spatial barrier command - Invisible Wall. How about that, wasn't I quite prescient?"

Xia Jie ignored Wang Ye, who was panting heavily from exhaustion, and slowly walked to the center of the arena. Along the way, she brushed past Zhang Zhiwei, whose eyes were gloomy, as if she were passing by a wisp of air.

"Consider this compensation for scaring you, and a preliminary demonstration of the Death Return journey. Watch me perform a magic trick for you—a magical transformation!"

Xia Jie lightly tapped the air in front of her with her finger.

"Command: Resurrect Zuo Ruotong, Zhang Huaiyi, and Wugensheng."

Resurrection is a complex command involving time, but fortunately, without pursuing a perfect causal resurrection, the interference with all things is relatively small, making it not tiring to use.

Then, the Immortal pointed his finger and three figures materialized on the open ground in front of him, even thoughtfully providing clothes.

One of them is a white-robed, white-haired immortal with a refined and otherworldly air; he is Zuo Ruotong, the Great Ying Immortal.

Firstly, he possesses a refined and introspective spirit, yet he is unrestrained and unconventional; this is Wugensheng, the leader of Quanxing Sect.

One of them, with broad ears, a hunched back, and piercing eyes, was Zhang Huaiyi, one of the Thirty-Six Thieves.

"How do you guys feel seeing veteran players returning to the factory? How do you feel?"

Xia Jie looked around at everyone present with great interest, her expression quite expressive, like Dali Wang and Xiong Da, seemingly tense but not quite.

“Master…Master? Is it really you?” Lu Jin of the Sanyi Sect burst into tears upon seeing the Left Sect Master, who was like a father to him.

"You are... Jin'er?"

Zuo Ruotong was still a little confused. Wasn't she already dead? Could it be that she had encountered a revolving lantern?

"It's me, it's Lu Jin!"

Real evil? False evil? It doesn't matter anymore.

It's good to be a little confused sometimes.