This is too much, isn't it? Is he playing Dave here, using a bunch of plants to fight the players? There can't really be Peashooters, Corn Cannons, Nut Walls, and the like, right?

Seeing that their attacks were useless and that getting close meant being killed by the vines, the players began to give up on the idea of dealing with King of Spraying King Pen Duanchang.

This guy in the Top Ten of the Combat Power List actually plays Plants vs. Zombies. How are we supposed to fight this? What if the ground is soon overrun by a sea of plants? Won't the players be out of luck then?

"Come on, you losers! Weren't you going to beat me up? I'm right here before you, practically defenseless. Come on and hit me!"

King of Spraying King Pen Duanchang taunted with a defiant expression, "Think I'm easy to bully just because I'm tenth on the Combat Power List? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourselves in the reflection? Do you even have the strength to face me? Let those ranked eleventh to twentieth come at me! Otherwise, if word gets out, people might think I'm bullying someone!"

Watching him curse without a care for the consequences, the players all started to get a headache.

Fight him? We can't win! Curse him? It seems we can't out-curse him either. This guy is all thorns; there's no way to get a grip on him. And who knows how many more plants he has up his sleeve? If he really summons an army of plants, it'll be the players who get team-wiped. It's not worth the cost. So what if he curses us a bit? Let him curse all he wants over there; his words are meaningless to us anyway.

"Disperse, disperse. Let him curse by himself over there."

"It seems there's no hope for the Top Ten. We might as well stay in the Sect and watch them show off."

"Just don't end up like Dung Beetle that time, failing to show off and nearly dying."

"We're going to a New Map this time, and there will be many new races. It's a shame we can't interact with them."

"..."

Aside from the players in the Top Ten of the Combat Power List, the rest moved to the back. Some even went directly to Hailong Town to catch and eat seafood.

Xu Nian nodded lightly as he confirmed the Top Ten players. "In three days, the ten of you will follow me to the Central Domain Jade Flower Immortal Sect."

"Brother Xu, rest assured, we absolutely won't embarrass you!"

"With me around, there won't be any surprises. You guys just sit back and watch me, Dung Beetle, go on a killing spree!"

"Stop bragging! Who was it that nearly fell to their death at the last Northern Wilderness Conference?"

"Remember to bring Elixirs this time. Don't actually get beaten to death."

"..."

The Top Ten players responded one after another.

Xu Nian truly trusted his players' strength. After all, these players of his had risen through numerous great battles.

The Central Domain has many so-called Heaven's Prides, but have they ever experienced the great wars with the Sea Race or faced the legions of the Demon Race? No! Real combat experience is what truly counts.

「Three days later.」

Xu Nian and Blood Demoness, along with ten players, entered the Teleportation Array and arrived at the Great Dream Immortal Sect under the watchful eyes of the other players.

Dung Beetle and the others had also started their Live Streams early, each of them brimming with pride.

The people of the Great Dream Immortal Sect had long been ready. Their Tower Ship was five stories tall, with cabins that could accommodate thousands.

This Tower Ship could be considered one of the treasures of their Great Dream Immortal Sect.

Meng Fenggu saw the people from the Profound Yellow Sect arrive and came forward to greet them with several Elders.

However, seeing that the Profound Yellow Sect had only sent twelve people, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Sect Leader Xu, isn't your group a bit small?"

Meng Fenggu explained, "This is a time for the disciples to shine. Moreover, the Spiritual Peach Banquet has a very special segment that tests the disciples' unity. The more people, the better."

Their Great Dream Immortal Sect had brought a thousand disciples this time, with individuals like Luo Yuan being the face of their Sect.

For this Spiritual Peach Banquet, the Great Dream Immortal Sect had spent a full three days selecting participants.

But what about the Profound Yellow Sect?

Apart from Xu Nian and Blood Demoness, they had only brought ten disciples.

That's pitifully few.

"It's not about quantity, but quality," Xu Nian whispered. "Besides, our Profound Yellow Sect is just going to the Central Domain to join the fun."

Of course, that was just a polite excuse. He was headed to the Central Domain with a Task in mind. It wasn't simply about joining in on the fun. These ten players were the strongest ten in his Profound Yellow Sect. Even in a real team fight, with that Sprayer on their side, one man was an entire legion.

"If that's the case, then I won't try to persuade you further." Meng Fenggu lightly stroked his beard, smiling as he said, "Let's go. We'll board the Tower Ship and set off now. It will take some time to reach the Central Domain, and perhaps we'll encounter quite a few people on the way."

He knew about the Profound Yellow Sect's situation. This trip to the Central Domain was probably their first.

To put it nicely, going to the Central Domain was just to "join the fun."

Cultivators from the Northern Wilderness were generally looked down upon by those from Other Realms, and even a top power like the Profound Yellow Sect was no exception.

A chain of disdain always existed in the Cultivation Realm.

After everyone boarded the Tower Ship, Xu Nian let Old Mo and the others move about freely while he joined Meng Fenggu and the others in one of the ship's halls.

"Guys, look at their flying Spiritual Artifact! This thing could fit all of us!"

Dung Beetle shouted into the Communication Ring, "Great Inventor, when the hell are you going to make one of these things too, huh? Let the brothers also experience the joy of riding on a Tower Ship!"

Onscreen, the deluge of comments instantly took off.

"Dung Beetle, don't embarrass us, man. Try to be a bit more composed."

"Why does this guy sound like such a country bumpkin? Our Profound Yellow Sect isn't that bad, you know. He's really embarrassing us."

"I can't stand being in this Live Stream anymore. It's too embarrassing, way too embarrassing."

"How did I end up in his Live Stream anyway? Forget it, I'm going to Goddess Wanwan's stream. It's more comfortable watching a Sister."

"..."

Old Mo and Junlin stood at the edge of the Tower Ship, looking at the clouds drifting by and feeling the tangible sensation of flying high in the sky. They were both quite moved.

This game was truly starting to make it hard to distinguish reality from illusion. Although they knew this game was special, they hadn't expected that as the game's story progressed, it would become more and more incredible.

"Something's approaching from over there!"

King of Spraying King Pen Duanchang, keeping an eye on the surroundings, warned everyone the instant he spotted a dark shadow approaching.

The disciples of the Great Dream Immortal Sect and the players also looked over. Unlike the excited players, the disciples of the Great Dream Immortal Sect seemed much more composed.

Luo Yuan, lounging on a reclining chair, said leisurely, "Those are from the Golden Eagle Race of the Demon Race. They're also heading to the Spiritual Peach Banquet. It's been quite a few years since that Demon Race has shown themselves."

The Demon Race? Are they the Demon Race from the Demon Beast Forest?

Junlin turned to Luo Yuan and asked, "You have a Demon Beast Forest here too?"

"What's so strange about that? Although the Demon Beast Forest in your Northern Wilderness is the largest, other regions also have Demon Beast Forests."

Luo Yuan glanced at the members of the Golden Eagle Race flying past their Tower Ship and yawned. "The Golden Eagle Race is a Demon Race from the Southern Continent, but they're not the strongest. The strongest Demon Race in the Southern Continent is the Nine-Tailed Fox Race, which has a Tribulation Realm Demon Emperor!"

The Northern Wilderness also had Demon Races, but the players had never encountered them. However, when it came to Demonic Beasts, they knew the strongest was the Nine Nether Cold Red Flood Dragon, but it resided only in the inner parts of the Demon Beast Forest. The Deep Depths were the true territory of the Demon Race! To venture into the deepest parts of the Demon Beast Forest, one would have to deal with the Demonic Beasts in the inner forest. Otherwise, one would likely need the power of the Tribulation Realm just to set foot there. This particular Demon Race had been biding their time and building strength for years, completely unlike the Sea Race and the other Demon Race.

Luo Yuan warned, "The Sea Race and the other Demon Race will also be sending people this time. You'd better be careful when you meet them."

"Cowards? Bullshit! If they come, we'll beat them up all the same!" King of Spraying King Pen Duanchang declared defiantly.

"The Spiritual Peach Banquet doesn't allow Sect elders to intervene," Luo Yuan explained. "That means your Sect Leader can't step in. And as far as I know, among the forces attending the Spiritual Peach Banquet, the Golden Eagle Race that just flew by likely has the smallest contingent, apart from your group."

The Golden Eagle Race that just flew by had at least several hundred members, and that's considered a small number? Surely the Sea Race and the other Demon Race aren't both going to bring tens of thousands of members this time, right?

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