Beep, beep beep—
The bugle call echoed.
A red sect flag fluttered above everyone’s heads.
Bang, bang—
Bombs exploded among the crowd, blood splattered, and severed limbs flew everywhere.
“Fire!!”
Da da da—
Over three hundred submachine guns spewed merciless flames, and dense bullets, carrying scorching heat, shot into the bodies of the enemies ahead.
In the blink of an eye, rows of people screamed and fell into pools of blood.
Da da da—
Many players, with ferocious expressions, advanced step by step into the crowd, holding their submachine guns.
A large number of people died under the muzzles of the guns without even knowing what was happening.
In another part of the battlefield, Jing Yuan led the Ziwei Sect disciples to break through the crowd and was currently hiding in a corner, observing the situation outside.
Above the sky, two light screens floated, displaying the individual ranking list and the sect ranking list.
He merely glanced at it and paid no attention.
The next second, he abruptly turned his gaze back, and his pupils instantly dilated.
He saw that on the individual ranking list, the names of Chu Huaian and many disciples of the Hua Xia Sect had impressively appeared!
This was a list of all sects in the Nine Great Provinces, with tens of millions of people in total. Which cultivator chosen by a sect wasn't a prodigy within their sect?
Both ranking lists only recorded the top five hundred names. To stand out from tens of millions of people, one could imagine the high gold content within.
But what did he see now?
Chu Huaian was actually ranked 268th, with 2553 kills!
After him, the names of Li Taibai and others also appeared on the list.
Even more incredibly, on the sect ranking list, the Hua Xia Sect was actually ranked 398th, with a total of 13561 kills!
This was the first time anyone from Jizhou had appeared on the list in its history.
Although the battlefield had just begun, for the Hua Xia Sect to kill over ten thousand enemies with just over six hundred people in such a short time was truly terrifying!
Even more terrifying was that the rankings of Chu Huaian and the others were still continuously rising.
Jing Yuan didn't know how Chu Huaian managed to do it; he only felt his heart pounding wildly.
Besides him, everyone in Jizhou stared blankly at the list.
The Hua Xia Sect, once again, shocked everyone.
The slaughter continued.
The enemies surrounding the altar, in a short period, had died by more than half, with a large portion of them dying under gunfire.
Deaths continued, but the speed had slowed down considerably.
Those who remained were all at least Golden Core Stage, or Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators with relatively strong physical bodies.
For these people, bullets caused minimal damage.
Currently, there were only over ten thousand people surrounding the altar, all from different sects in various Great Provinces.
These should be small and medium-sized sects from other Great Provinces; the highest cultivation level was only peak Nascent Soul, with not a single Transformation God Realm cultivator.
Several clever sects had already realized the situation was not right and quietly withdrew from the conflict.
There were also several sects whose attention was focused on the Hua Xia Sect members.
The area around the altar was already a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood; with every breath, someone fell.
“Everyone, sheathe your guns!”
“Draw your weapons, and follow me to charge in!”
Chu Huaian put away his submachine gun, drew his flying sword, and was the first to charge towards the enemies.
Beep, beep beep—
The charge horn sounded again, this time even more shrill.
All players, uniformly, put away their submachine guns, revealed their weapons, and followed Chu Huaian's footsteps, charging into the crowd.
“Centering on Xian Ge, everyone spread out and face the enemy in a four-sided formation!” Zhao Shijie shouted from the crowd.
Everyone quickly separated, forming four forces, and with an unstoppable momentum, they forcefully carved a bloody path through the crowd.
Li Taibai’s movement technique was fluid, his long sword swung freely, and often with one strike, several people died under the blade.
Luo Xi and Xia Ling constantly moved through the crowd; wherever they passed, enemies fell one after another. Upon closer inspection, silver needles could be seen stuck in the corpses.
Lin Ye and Ye Wuyai, along with a few others, protected a group of servant disciples, fighting in a frenzy.
Among all the players, the most intense fighter was Chu Heshan.
He was like a human beast, plunging into the enemy ranks. Every punch and kick he threw caused an enemy to explode.
The new players and the servant disciples gritted their teeth, forcing themselves to overcome fear, and followed in the footsteps of the others, charging together towards the center of the altar.
The entire battlefield was extremely chaotic, with various forces clashing. What was originally a team of tens of thousands now numbered less than ten thousand, and was still rapidly decreasing.
Just as everyone was fighting desperately, at the very center of the altar, two mo crystals once again condensed and floated above the altar.
“The mo crystals have appeared! Quick, grab them!”
“Kill them first! Don’t grab the mo crystals, clear out the people first!”
“I got it! Everyone from the Moon Worship Sect, cover me and escape!”
“You can’t escape! Leave the mo crystal!”
“Block them!”
The crowd once again fell into a chaotic battle. This time, the main target of attack was the group from the Moon Worship Sect.
Among the various forces, the Hua Xia Sect did not participate in the encirclement of the Moon Worship Sect but instead quickly cleared out nearby enemies.
Before long, all members of the Hua Xia Sect, led by Chu Huaian, once again stood at the center of the altar.
A large portion of the people on the scene had been drawn away by the Moon Worship Sect, leaving only over three thousand people fighting against the Hua Xia Sect.
“Which sect is this? Why are they so powerful?”
Some people increasingly felt that this group was unusual and decisively withdrew from the battlefield at the first opportunity.
“Retreat! They are not an ordinary sect! Retreat quickly!” someone roared.
Immediately, half of the people quickly fled the area, while the remaining portion who wanted to retreat from the altar were surrounded by the Hua Xia Sect members and died at the edge of the altar.
Looking at the ground covered with corpses, the Hua Xia Sect members gasped for breath, their killing intent gradually receding.
“Zhao Shijie, count the numbers!” Chu Huaian shouted.
“Reporting, sixteen dead, thirty lightly wounded, four severely wounded!”
Chu Huaian was quite satisfied with this result, after all, the servant disciples and new players had not experienced slaughter before.
Especially in such high-intensity warfare, such a performance was already beyond Chu Huaian's expectations.
“All servant disciples retreat, Golden Core Stage disciples stand at the front. Anyone who dares to approach the altar, kill them all!”
Chu Huaian quickly reorganized the team, placing the veteran players at the outermost perimeter of the altar, while the rest stood behind them.
Before long, three mo crystals condensed at the center of the altar.
Chu Huaian didn't even look, immediately grabbed them and stuffed them into his storage ring.
Upon death, mo crystals could not be taken out of the battlefield, so the safest method was to distribute the mo crystals to others.
But currently, the number of mo crystals was too small, so Chu Huaian did not do that.
“Xian Ge, look over there.”
Shen Qinghan pointed to a corner in the upper right. There, a group of people dressed in black and white were guarding the edge of the altar, numbering around three thousand.
That side had clearly just experienced a major battle as well, and a large number of corpses had not yet disappeared.
As everyone looked over, the other side also looked back at them at the same time.
On the Hua Xia Sect's side, someone stirred, saying with killing intent, “Xian Ge, should we take them out?”
Before Chu Huaian could speak, Zhang Ziqiang immediately interjected, “Do we even need to ask? Of course we have to take them out! How is one altar enough!”
Chu Huaian did not speak, but instead looked at three old men among them. The opponents did not hide their aura; their cultivation levels were all Transformation God Realm, and not ordinary Transformation God Realm.
This sect should be a first-rank sect from another province, or a top second-rank sect.
“They’re coming!” Zhao Shijie suddenly said.
Over a thousand people from the opposite side charged rapidly towards them.
“Damn it, these few people want to swallow us whole? Who are they looking down on?!” Fang Yuan, gripping two machetes, rushed to the front of the crowd.
“See, they also want to take us out, brothers, grab your weapons!”
Zhang Ziqiang, carrying a zhanmadao, stood beside Fang Yuan and grinned at him, “Good brother, you’ve got guts. Follow me from now on.”
Fang Yuan chuckled and nodded, hooking arms with Zhang Ziqiang and letting out hearty laughter.
“Everyone, face the enemy, resolve the battle as quickly as possible!”
“After killing them, we’ll go seize their altar!”
Chu Huaian's eyes were filled with killing intent, and his body turned into an afterimage, confronting the charging Transformation God Realm cultivator.
