In a mysterious place, Jian Chu stood silently, like a sculpture, yet radiating a chilling sword intent.
"Jian Chu, how is it?" someone asked, their voice low and deep, as if from the depths of the underworld.
Jian Chu nodded slightly in response, then spoke, "I've discovered a strange person."
"Oh?" the person questioned, seeming intrigued by Jian Chu's discovery.
"It's nothing much, just a little surprised by his high score," Jian Chu said, his tone calm, as if speaking of a trivial matter.
"Indeed, it's nothing. By the way, how much do you plan to keep this time?" the person asked pointedly.
"Thirty percent," Jian Chu said blandly, as if only some restriction prevented it from being less.
"Thirty percent..." the person pondered for a moment, then looked at Jian Chu and said, "Could it be higher? You don't know, crafting an Eternal Coffin requires a Chaos, and the Eternal Coffin disappears with the death of its host, using one less one. Forty percent, keep forty percent, how about it?"
"No!"
Jian Chu's voice was calm and firm, as if announcing an unchangeable decision.
The person knew Jian Chu's character; once a decision was made, no one could change it. Well, if 'that person' were here, Jian Chu would definitely change it.
"It's settled then, thirty percent, can't be lower. Any lower and I'm throwing in the towel. Do you know how tiring it is to craft an Eternal Coffin?" he complained.
"Don't worry, as agreed, thirty percent it is," Jian Chu assured him calmly, ignoring his complaints.
The person nodded, trusting Jian Chu's words. Then, he turned his gaze to the thirteen pillars and said, "I wonder if they can hold until we complete our plan. What do you say, if our plan fails..."
Before he could finish, Jian Chu calmly said, "Just death."
"You say it so lightly. If we die, then our Primordial race will truly be extinct," the person glared at Jian Chu, his eyes wide with anger.
"Then tell me, what other outcome could we have?" Jian Chu's tone remained calm, as if nothing could stir his inner peace.
The person was speechless, his expression turning serious.
"..." He fell silent, the entire atmosphere freezing.
"Damn it, why are you bringing up such serious topics?" the person cursed, trying to break the awkward atmosphere.
But Jian Chu didn't speak, only looked at him with calm eyes, making the atmosphere even stranger.
"Okay, my bad. I shouldn't have mentioned it," the person shrugged, sighing helplessly.
"I'm leaving. Remember, it can't be lower than thirty percent, or you'll go find the fish!"
After saying that, the person turned and left, his figure quickly disappearing into the darkness.
Jian Chu ignored him, instead looking ahead. Before him was a giant sandbox, divided into five sections, but now slowly converging towards the middle section. On the sandbox were countless specks of light, finer than dust, emitting light of varying intensities, and constantly disappearing.
Disappearing specks of light meant death!
Jian Chu looked at the specks of light on the sandbox, his expression unchanging. He murmured, "Fish? The description isn't quite accurate, but not far off."
Fish are said to leap over the Dragon Gate, and these beings strive to compete for points, exchange them for treasures, and ultimately break through their shackles to become Chaos Controllers, which is similar to fish leaping over the Dragon Gate. Their ambition is commendable, but insignificant in the eyes of higher beings.
Passing through the Dragon Gate is difficult, transforming into a dragon is even more difficult, and these beings becoming Chaos Controllers is even more difficult.
Even if these beings successfully break through, they are nothing more than ants in their eyes. Yet now, these higher beings need these ants to help them complete something, which is truly ironic.
A self-deprecating smile appeared on Jian Chu's face.
With a wave of his hand, the speed of the five sandboxes merging accelerated. As the five sandboxes merged, the countless specks of light scattered on the sandboxes broke through space and gathered in large numbers.
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"Look, so many people!"
On Gu Changsheng's right shoulder, Xiao Hua pointed at the suddenly appearing beings and shouted. It was unclear whether she was scared or excited, but her shout was so loud that it instantly attracted countless gazes.
These people glanced at Gu Changsheng and the others, then looked away.
"Huh? What's wrong with them? They don't seem to recognize us?" A hint of doubt appeared in Xiao Hua's eyes. These beings were completely different from those who had tried to ambush them before. Those beings could call out Gu Changsheng's name, but these beings seemed to know nothing about Gu Changsheng.
Gu Changsheng smiled and explained, "That's normal. They don't know me."
He was just a newcomer to the Chaos Burial World. The reason those beings had ambushed him before was simply because his name was on their kill list. But now, the beings on the list with his name were either already dead at his hands or hadn't appeared here. Therefore, it was only natural that these beings without his name didn't recognize him.
"Then do you still want to attack?" Xiao Hua asked.
"What do you think?" Gu Changsheng asked back.
"Get them!" Xiao Hua said excitedly. For some reason, as long as she was by Gu Changsheng's side, watching Gu Changsheng make enemies vanish with a flick of his finger, she felt particularly excited, and wanted to see it again.
"Then let's listen to you," Gu Changsheng said.
Then, he randomly selected a being. This being's cultivation was not weak, having already reached the third step of Breaking Dao. Ordinary offensive special artifacts could not pose a threat to him. He stood alone on a mountain peak, his expression indifferent.
Gu Changsheng came to his side and was about to ask if he had any last words when the man suddenly turned his head and looked at him coldly, uttering a single word: "Scram!"
"Rumble!"
In the next moment, Gu Changsheng directly attacked, smashing the man and the mountain peak into pieces.
Gu Changsheng gently rubbed his hands and said coldly, "I gave you the chance to leave a last word, but you dared to tell me to scram?"
"Oh oh oh! Gu Changsheng did a great job, mighty!" Seeing this scene, the little rabbit couldn't help but dance with excitement on Gu Changsheng's shoulder.
Such a commotion once again attracted countless gazes. As the five continents merged, more and more beings gathered, soon exceeding one hundred thousand.
One hundred thousand beings, all at least at the Immortal Emperor Realm, including hundreds of Breaking Dao Realm beings. Even Gu Changsheng couldn't help but marvel at how long the Chaos Burial World had existed, that it had gathered so many powerhouses.
But admiration aside, he had been troubled before, after all, this world was the little fellow's home, and he couldn't destroy it. Now, the fusion of the five continents, which caused many beings to break through the limitations of space and time to gather together, was exactly what he wanted, saving him a lot of trouble.
He opened his mouth slightly, seemingly speaking softly, but all beings could clearly hear him.
"Does anyone have any last words?"
