NOVPUBMin Li swallowed a mouthful of saliva as she witnessed the terrifying scene. Sheuldn't help but thank her lucky stars that Wang Ming had not targeted her, if he did her current situation would have been no better than those who just exploded.
[ You have killed 120 players ]
[ You havempleted a hidden quest ]
[ You have gained pints ]
[ Congratulations formpleting the innerurt promotion exam quest ]
[ Sect Promotion Exam Channel Announcement ]
[ Wang Ming is the first to kill 100 players ]
[ Wang Ming is the first to kill pass the innerurt promotion exam ]
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While Wang Ming was busy slaughtering players inside the game, he wasmpletely unaware of themmotion he had caused outside.
Outside the VR Room
The elder in charge of monitoring the real bodies of the disciples inside the capsules was leisurely sipping his spirit tea when his eyebrows suddenly shot up in shock.
"Killing intent? Who dares cause trouble in the Inner Court?"
The elder sprang to his feet, his expression turning serious as he frantically scanned his surroundings, trying to locate the source of the murderous aura. Exiting the building, he spread his spiritual sense across the entire area—but to his surprise, he found nothing.
"Huh?"
Just as he was about to relax, the faint killing intent suddenly surged to terrifying levels, sending shivers down his spine.
'Damn it! Such overwhelming killing intent... it'sming from inside!'
Cold sweat dripped from the elder's forehead as he realized the oppressive aura was originating from within the VR capsule room. He had never felt such a monstrous presence before. Instinctively, he gripped his weapon tightly and rushed inside, preparing tonfront the culprit.
Even though the disciples were technically safe inside the capsules—since they would be ejected from the virtual world if something went wrong—he doubted any of themuld stand a chance against a person radiating such murderous intent, even if they all ganged up on him.
"What in the heavens...?"
The elder's eyes widened in shock as he stared at one of the capsules. Waves of killing intent were pouring out of it, and an eerie red glow was slowly emerging, growing darker with each passing snd.
Gulp.
"How can someone this young have such terrifying killing intent... and why is it still increasing?"**
The elder swallowed hard, his body trembling as he watched the capsule intently. Sweat drenched his robes as the oppressive aurantinued to intensify.
Checking the disciple's identity, his eyes flickered with rgnition.
"Wang Ming… Isn't this the same troublemaker who caused chaos in the Outer Court?"
He had heard of Wang Ming before—the infamous disciple who had turned the Outer Court upside down by stealing the female disciples from their partners. The elder hesitated for a brief moment, debating whether he should forcibly eject Wang Ming from the capsule. If something was truly wrong with him, ituld pose a danger to everyone.
But then he stopped himself. Forcing him out would mean immediate disqualification from thempetition.
"Screw this! I better call the Sect Master and let him deal with this problem," the elder muttered in a shaky voice. The oppressive murderous intent was suffocating, and heuld feel it growing stronger. Without hesitation, he pulled out a token andntacted the Sect Master.
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"Disciple Min Li's swordsmanship ismpletely unrefinedmpared to Wang Ming's," Qin Mu remarked, shaking his head in disappointment. He had been observing both of them and found Min Li's skill severely lacking.
"Yeah, that'smmon among members of powerful families," Mu Feixu said nonchalantly. "Most of them rarely experience life-threatening situations, so theirmbat skills remain underdeveloped." She had euntered many such disciples over the years.
Meanwhile, Jiang Hong frowned as he noticed a strange red hue forming around Wang Ming.
'Huh? What the hell is that?' he thought, narrowing his eyes. He had never seen Wang Ming use this technique. Although heuldn't discern its exact effect, the way the surrounding players stiffened suggested it was some kind of suppression ability.
"As expected, it looks like those players are going to gang up on him," Zhou Huixin observed as she watched the red hue disappear while the players surrounded Wang Ming.
"Huh? Why the hell is Disciple Wang Ming laughing?" Lei Ping asked doubtfully as he watched Wang Ming suddenly burst into laughter.
For a moment, he thought Wang Ming had lost his mind—after all, he was about to face his first defeat. Judging by his exhausted appearance, he had no spiritual energy left to defend himself. But just as Lei Ping was about to dismiss it, a chill ran down his spine. His breath caught in his throat when he saw Wang Ming's blood-red eyes.
"What the hell…?" Qin Mu muttered in shock.
The sky inside the virtual world suddenly turned blood red, and two enormous crimson eyes appeared overhead. The next moment, the players surrounding Wang Ming exploded into a mist of blood. Even though Qin Mu and the othersuldn't feel the technique's effects, an instinctive fear gripped them.
Ring! Ring!
The sharp sound of themmunication token interrupted the tense atmosphere. Everyone turned toward the Sect Master as he picked it up.
"Sect Master! Quickly,me here! Something is happening to a disciple's real body—his name is Wang Ming!"
Before Jiang Honguld react, the panicked voice of the elder on duty rang out from the token.
Without wasting a single moment, the Sect Master vanished from his spot. The others exchanged stunned glances before immediately following him.
"This…" Jiang Hong, who was approaching the building, widened his eyes in shock. His face turned pale as he saw the entire structure engulfed in a dark red hue, radiating an overwhelming killing intent.
'Could this be because of Disciple Wang Ming's technique?' Jiang Hong frowned. Heuldn'tmprehend how Wang Ming, an 18-year-old,uld possess such immense murderous intent—something that should only be possible after killing millions.
The closer he got, the deeper the oppressive aura became, causing beads of sweat to form on his forehead. When he finally arrived, he saw the trembling elder standing in front of a capsule—the very source of the killing intent.
