Inside the ruined, drafty inner-peak grotto of Supreme Sword Mountain, nineteen-year-old Holy Son Chu Tian (Unstable Rank 5 Early) knelt on a cracked stone meditation mat. His bloodshot eyes fixed in sheer terror on the glowing crimson countdown clock floating inside his retina.
Outside his grotto, the distant cheers of fifty thousand spectators still echoed up from the northern grand plaza. Gu Changsheng had just parachuted fifty frozen Night-Crow Assassins—including Thunder-Clap Sect Master Lei Zhen’s own younger brother. Shadow-Elder Lei Ying—straight onto the Four Great Sects’ white mourning stage dressed like giant candied peanuts.
Every burst of laughter from the mountain foot made the red numbers inside Chu Tian’s skull tick faster and louder, like an executioner’s drumbeat:.
[ CRITICAL CHARM HALO ALERT: 8.0% (BELOW 10% SURVIVAL THRESHOLD)! ]
- Current Continental Reputation: -9,999 (UNIVERSALLY LOATHED SCUMBAG)
- Active Female Targets Under Charm: 0 / 19 (100% BROKEN & HOSTILE)
- [SYSTEM SELF-DESTRUCT COUNTDOWN]: 04 HOURS : 58 MINUTES : 12 SECONDS!
- [MANDATORY SURVIVAL QUEST]:.
