On the screen of the personal terminal, the reply from headquarters read impressively:

[Read.]

[No need to worry, just follow Master Lan’s arrangements. If there are no instructions, decide for yourself.]

[This matter is not entirely hopeless. Ascension to Divinity Tier is not invincible below that level.]

[When a person is killed, they die. They are not Immortals, how can they be immortal?]

[Master Lan has successfully counter-slayed a Land Immortal, twice.]

[This information is top secret, and is being automatically destroyed. Countdown begins]

[3]

[2]

[1]

[Information has been destroyed]

Master Lan?

Succeeded!

Twice????

The Confucian Scholar staring at the phone screen momentarily fell into a daze.

Now he had to admit that he really was a waste.

But to advance to a level capable of counter-killing the opponent within a single dungeon instance... is it really possible?

Seeing Master Lan sleeping calmly, snoring without a trace of worry, the Confucian Scholar began to question life.

Is the gap between himself and the top Celestial Pride really so vast?

...

Within the Death Arena, the aftermath of the attack executed jointly by four Peak S-tier Powerhouses slowly dissipated.

In the center, Lu Wenwu’s figure stood like an iron tower, a twisted grin of excitement on his face.

His body was not without damage, some parts already revealing sinister white bones.

Fresh blood continuously dripped to the ground, making a "drip drip" sound.

Several strong individuals belonging to the Salvation Resistance Army suddenly fell silent, finding the scene before them hard to believe.

Is this really just a Player who hasn’t yet advanced to S-tier?

Four people joined forces, an ambush with gathered strength, and yet he survived?

The Death Arena fell silent, and even a pin drop could be heard.

A subtle and continuous sound came from within Lu Wenwu’s body.

It was the torn muscles healing, the broken bones growing, the blood vessels and meridians reconnecting.

The injuries on his body were visibly healing at a speed noticeable to the naked eye.

Wisps of black Fire of Huodou burned and flickered at his wounds, scorching the power driven into him by the four formidable powerhouses while eliminating all impurities.

The purer parts decomposed into pure Elements and Energy, which were swallowed directly through the Heaven-Devouring and Earth-Devouring Divine Techniques, transforming the attack that adhered to him like maggots into nutrients for bodily growth.

"Your purity, it’s very high, very high indeed!"

Lu Wenwu clenched his right hand into a fist, moving his neck as he looked around.

He glanced at the four individuals occupying the east, west, south, and north positions, trapping him within.

"To be honest, I’ve never quite understood why your Salvation Resistance Army insists on causing me trouble? I’m just someone who makes omelets, have I ever provoked you?"

"What is the Salvation Resistance Army?" One person slightly frowned and asked in return, "I only know that killing you here is the only chance for Blue Star’s future to have a path forward."

Kolantono similarly spoke with extreme resentment: "I only know that you caused my father’s death. I must take revenge!"

What is all this?

Lu Wenwu was stunned, activating the Eye of True Sight for analysis.

He strangely found that the opponent really didn’t seem to be lying.

After thinking for a while, Lu Wenwu seemed to find the crux of the problem.

Causality Cutting.

This must be through some tool or ability that erased the cause and effect between them.

It led them to have no recollection of the Salvation Resistance Army and to forget everything related to it.

To prevent dying from speaking too much?

To prevent showing off and revealing secrets?

Even though it seems like covering one’s ears to steal a bell, this planner is truly impeccable.

Lu Wenwu couldn’t help but marvel.

Those who can hold off showing off in a certain win situation are ruthless, and there are too few such people.

If you can’t hold off, then just cut it off, so there’s nothing left to show off, simply genius.

But this revenge for killing my father...

Have I experienced it?

With the idea of asking if he didn’t understand, Lu Wenwu asked, "What’s your father’s name?"

"Lai Te·Kolan Tono," Kolantono replied.

Lu Wenwu thought carefully for a full ten seconds, recalling the names of all the Resistance Army members he had killed.

He was very sure of one thing, he had definitely never met this person.

"Don’t falsely accuse, when did I kill your dad?" Lu Wenwu felt a bit angry, "Damn, are you wronging a brother?"

"I..."

Kolantono was about to say something when his words suddenly ceased.

He realized that he couldn’t remember how his father had died at all.

Only that it was related to Lu Wenwu before him, and he must kill him, or else Blue Star would forever be controlled by the evil Dungeon System.

"Why are you silent? Who the heck are you?"

Lu Wenwu seemed to have fully recovered to peak condition, his wounds healed.

The aura emanating from within him was even stronger than before the ambush, with bizarre Thunderbolts moving perpetually over his arms, emitting an extremely dangerous signal.

Kolantono fell into silence, his body completely tense.

He could feel that Lu Wenwu at this moment seemed like a bomb that could explode at any time.

Although he didn’t know where this nerve-wracking sense of crisis stemmed from, Kolantono knew one thing for certain.

If he were truly allowed to attack, he himself would definitely die.

That was the warning from life and death experiences, a caution from the body’s warning mechanism.

Kolantono gritted his teeth secretly, sending out signals to his teammates.

Launch an attack immediately, something’s off with this person!

Something’s very off!

Just as his hands were brewing a move, ready to launch a new wave of attack, Kolantono suddenly noticed that standing at the very center of the Death Arena, Lu Wenwu seemed entirely to have a look of fearless confidence.