Building a sect from scratch.

"The skull is semi-circular, which is quite different from the Yinglong skeleton, so they could only piece together a rough outline, and then..."

Jun Chou paused slightly, sighed, and then added, "Then, he created a monster."

"A monster? Where is it?"

As Fang Xianyu asked the question, he tried his best to imagine the Yinglong skeleton made up of skulls, but he really couldn't picture it.

"There it is."

Jun Chou pointed into the dim fog in the distance.

Fang Xianyu stared intently for a long time before he could make out the monster that was shrouded in dark red mist.

It lay quietly on the ground in the very center between the four altars, as tall as a small building, with the outline of white bones vaguely visible.

It wasn't noticed before because at first glance it didn't look much different from the various rocks around it, and most of its body was hidden in the thick fog, making it difficult to see clearly. So it was mistaken for some strange rock underground.

In addition, the red mist underground was really strange. It was a mixture of various indescribable auras, such as resentment, karma, evil energy, and even chaotic turbidity. It was thick and murky, making people uncomfortable. Even Fang Xianyu, who had already reached the Golden Core stage, could not see through the mist.

When Fang Xianyu looked closely at the monster, she realized that it seemed to breathe, albeit very slowly, but its body was indeed rising and falling.

She couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that those cultivators really resurrected something, but it wasn't Yinglong?
Fang Xianyu wasn't the only one to notice this phenomenon; several other players who gradually descended to the ground along with the altar also noticed the strangeness of the "stone" in the distance.

The soup dumpling also pointed at the monster and shouted, "Look! That rock seems to be moving!?"

"It's so big! Is that a mountain?"

"Wait, it seems to be a BOSS? I can't identify it!"

"Such a huge boss!?"

When the four altars finally crashed to the ground, the monster seemed to be startled and finally raised its head.

As if a ferocious beast had awakened, an overwhelming pressure descended upon them in an instant, rendering the players almost unable to move. Even Fang Xianyu gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on.

Although the monster's strength is still unclear, its aura alone suggests it is at the level of a Loose Immortal!

"take it easy,"

Perhaps because Fang Xianyu's suddenly serious expression was too obvious, Jun Chou said, "It cannot think. It can only rely on instinct to absorb the souls of the surrounding life and convert them into its own power, but it will not suddenly attack people."

At this point, he gave a mocking laugh: "Back then, those cultivators were probably worried that the resurrected Yinglong wouldn't be a benevolent creature, so they placed a restriction on this body. At least until the restriction is lifted, it won't have any intention to attack."

"Prohibition..."

Fang Xianyu frowned and examined the monster in the distance again, but couldn't figure it out, so he had to give up.

"This thing should be destroyed," Fang Xianyu said, adding a... health bar to the giant monster.

At the same time, players also noticed the suddenly appearing, extremely conspicuous health bar.

The soup dumpling immediately shouted, "Holy crap! The health bar is showing! Look! That thing is showing its health bar!"

"I saw it, I saw it! Calm down, don't get so agitated!"

Then, the poor player stared longingly at the dazzling health bar: "Such a big monster, its loot should be better than that of a random encounter boss, right? Aren't we going to be rich?"

Some players poured cold water on the idea, saying, "Not necessarily. Last time, the monsters that were the prerequisites for the [Frosty Pool Cave] dungeon took so long to defeat, so many people died, and so many items were wasted, and we still got nothing!"

"A new dungeon has been opened! We just opened two dungeons for the limited-time battlefield a couple of days ago, so there probably won't be any new dungeons opening anytime soon. There's bound to be some drops this time, right? If not, I'm going to go cry to the game planner!"

"Have some self-respect, will you? Can't you go to the forum and insult the game planner's family history?"

Nietzsche thought for a moment and said in the group chat, "Let's try setting up a teleportation array first, otherwise the distance to the map after dying is still a bit far."

Renxin Huadao offered a somewhat hesitant guess: "It's not necessarily possible to set up a teleportation array that leads directly outside from inside the instance, is it?"

Nietzsche acknowledged the possibility, but still insisted, "Let's try it first. If it doesn't work, we'll set up another one. From here to the dungeon entrance, there's a bunch of stone pillars. Anyway, that's where you first enter the dungeon. We can teleport from there. It's faster than flying over and taking an elevator!"

Before Renxin Huadao could respond, Nietzsche added, "What if the boss has an instant-kill mechanism when we fight later? We'll have to rely on our lives again... By the way, Huadao, when you have time, contact the DPS groups in Longshan and Lao Nong's area. If we can't handle it, just pay them to help instead of recruiting from the world chat. The skill levels of the recruits are uneven, and it's too time-consuming to train them to work together. They're also prone to arguing about wages. We could have done several more dungeons with that time. It's really not worth it!"

This was said to the other members of the group.

Although everyone in the "Eternal Righteousness" guild is like family and friends, it's only been around for a few days. Players don't know each other very well. As the guild leader and regular raid leader, Nietzsche has to explain why he makes quick decisions for everyone's sake in the name of efficiency. Some might not mind, since being a raid leader proves experience and fair distribution, which most members accept. Being a mindless laborer and making money is certainly desirable. However, there's no guarantee that you won't occasionally encounter petty, argumentative individuals seeking attention, always feeling wronged, arguing over every penny, as if others could get rich by cheating.

Therefore, whether or not a member listens is their business, but whether or not a leader speaks is their responsibility.

Most players were just mindless laborers, not pondering the deeper meaning behind Nietzsche's words. When they heard they might need to hire a gang of henchmen, they even had a heated discussion about the strength of the various gangs.

"Longshan's gang of thugs is so cool! I heard they're replicating the Gatling gun, that limited-time weapon from the last limited-time battlefield. If they actually succeed in replicating it, wow! The scene will be too much to bear!"

"Why not look for those from Chang'an Sheyi? It seems like the two senior sisters with the highest combat power in the entire server are all from Chang'an Sheyi, right? I heard that Brother Fuzi has several sets of dazzling gold equipment that are blindingly good, but I've never seen them before!"

"Wow, where did this gang of thugs come from in Chang'an? You want Master Fu to be your thugs? You're dreaming! Do you think Master Fu is so desperate for money that he needs to be a thug to earn a living?"

"What if a whale (high spender) wants to experience life?"

"But I feel that the guys from Taneda's village have a more handsome vibe! I can't explain why, but they just seem really cool!"

"Wipe your drool, bro. This is the channel area, not a no-man's land. Also, could you please put your pants on? If you need anything, go to Chunxi Road!"

"..." (End of this chapter)