Li Qingyun was not aware of this matter, mainly because he was afraid that he would not be able to accept it at first.
Despite it being a good deed, the disciple was so rebellious that he beat Li Qingyun severely in the [Ascending Immortal Tower] upon his return.
However, Li Qingyun was already worried without anyone telling him.
When he returned home, he had already told his family that he might have a child in another world.
This shocked his family. They were not old yet and were already going to have grandchildren?
If they could hold them, it would be fine, but the key was that his daughter-in-law and grandson were not in the same world.
But all of this was just Li Qingyun's guess. Today, he had more important things to do, which was that [Apocalypse Reenacted] had begun to refresh.
This time, there were 20,000 cultivators who had registered.
Previously, when many people heard that Li Qingyun and the other geniuses were not present, they thought their chances had arrived.
But after participating, they discovered that [Apocalypse Reenacted] was completely different from what they had imagined. Once inside, the terrifying realism made it impossible to convince oneself that it was an illusion.
Then, among those who entered, most of them, except for those with strong willpower, were eliminated immediately, serving as fodder.
Only those who had participated knew how difficult it was to get into the top ten.
This was not like being a sneak attack player in a war as they had imagined. There was no room for sneak attacks on the battlefield of cultivators!
Furthermore, their cultivation levels were merely cannon fodder in these simulated battlefields.
Wang Teng slung his arm around Luo Xiaowei's shoulder and grinned, "Ah Wei, I heard that you are also a fearsome existence that the Slaughter Clan fears in that immortal cultivation world?"
"No, no, I mainly fought with some friends. They fear our entire mercenary group, not just me."
"It's all the same, all the same. How about we compete to see who kills more?"
Luo Xiaowei: "???"
"Brother Teng, you are already in the Golden Body realm. Why are you bullying me, who is only in the Void Return realm?"
"I think you are different from them. We have fought the Slaughter Clan head-on, while Brother Qingyun and Daoist Bai clearly haven't. You must be more powerful than them!"
Luo Xiaowei forced a smile and said, "I think you're overthinking it, but I dare not say how many Slaughter Clan members I've killed. However, I think I'm better than everyone else when it comes to reducing casualties on the battlefield."
After the Ice Sword Mercenary Group faced its first crisis of disbandment, Luo Xiaowei also went into seclusion for a few years. After that, he vowed not to let his companions be in danger again.
This determination was somewhat like the chuunibyou protagonists in anime, but Luo Xiaowei genuinely meant it.
And he acted on it. At least under his leadership, the rebuilt Ice Sword Mercenary Group remained full until they left.
Wang Teng was stunned for a moment. Then he remembered that Luo Xiaowei was a defensive player, and his sword was not as terrifying as He Guangxin's.
But he still patted Luo Xiaowei's shoulder. He had experienced the loss of companions more than Luo Xiaowei, so he understood Luo Xiaowei's path.
If they had Luo Xiaowei with them back then... it wouldn't have made much difference, as in the end, only Zhuang Hongxia was left in that world.
When everyone had gathered, Chu Yang said, "All of you who participated in the trial, or did not participate, take a good look. This may be a battle that subverts your understanding!"
At this moment, the entire world was simultaneously broadcasting the battle within. Everyone was extremely curious.
They knew that these geniuses had experienced many things, and their growth rate had greatly diverged from theirs.
But with their return this time, would they be able to display something that would shock them?
Most people, apart from believing in Brother Immortal, placed their hope of saving the world on these geniuses. Their performance, to a certain extent, could give confidence and hope to the masses.
Chu Yang waved his hand, and instantly, all twenty thousand people were teleported in.
A tragic battlefield appeared before their eyes, with countless cultivators and Slaughter Clan members engaged in combat.
In the sky, powerful individuals were fiercely clashing, while on the ground, weaker cultivators were fighting relentlessly.
Simultaneously, all twenty thousand human cultivators on this battlefield were instantly replaced.
Chu Yang stood together with Ao Qi and Old Wang, watching the massive screen.
"Do you think they can win?"
"Huh? Can this battle be won?"
"Of course, it can. In fact, the main reason for humanity's failure in these battles you've seen was the numerical disadvantage, which led them to be slowly exhausted and killed by wave after wave of Slaughter Clan members like locusts."
Wang Zhicheng pondered for a moment and then asked, "But they entering won't increase our numbers."
"Did you forget the standard attribute of a prodigy?"
"What?"
"Fighting one against many, and killing enemies above one's level."
Sea Dragon King also nodded. He explained to Old Wang, "Old Wang, did you forget how those storage rings were brought back a few days ago? He Guangxin and Liang Zifan alone completely annihilated the three major sects. Don't doubt the combat power of these monstrous talents; they are only stronger than you can imagine."
Wang Zhicheng gasped, almost forgetting this.
"Then I'll have to see what level they can achieve."
...
The sounds of slaughter echoed in everyone's ears. Wang Teng took a deep breath and looked at Zhuang Hongxia beside him.
"Do you miss it? This battlefield where the air is filled with killing?"
Zhuang Hongxia revealed a wild and unrestrained smile, as if she had returned to her days of being a boss.
"Those days are not worth reminiscing about. I still prefer killing!"
Flames spread. She reached out and extinguished a spell that was sneak attacking her, then swung her long whip, grinning as she charged into the enemy horde.
Wang Teng clenched his fists and let out a passionate roar towards the battlefield, like a blood-red dragon declaring to the world that he was the master of this battlefield.
The soaring blood energy even dispersed some of the dark clouds in the sky.
Fierce blood-colored armor covered him, and he gripped the [Pillar of Heaven] in his hand.
Meng Zibin, standing behind Wang Teng, looked at Wang Teng's arrogant and domineering demeanor, momentarily lost in thought.
He had experienced many battles with Wang Teng. Every time Wang Teng appeared on the battlefield, he seemed to be on stimulants, bringing great impact, and his fighting style also made people's adrenaline surge.
Three peak sixth-realm Slaughter Clan members were drawn by Wang Teng's attention. They sneered and charged towards him.
"Kill him!"
But when they approached Wang Teng, they only felt a terrifying pressure on their heads, and their faces turned pale.
The spiritual energy within them was suppressed to the point of being difficult to mobilize, and then Wang Teng swept them away with a single powerful blow!