After the internet was disconnected, I connected to the magic world.

"Feng'er!"

Zhao Kun rushed to his son's side, squatted down and checked his pulse. The moment his fingertips touched his wrist, his knuckles turned white from gripping so tightly.

With meridians severed, vital energy flowing in reverse, and limbs rendered useless, even if one survives, they will be forever barred from cultivation.

He abruptly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes sweeping over all the players present, his voice filled with chilling killing intent:

"Our Qingfeng Sect kindly took in you group of extraordinary people, providing you with food and lodging, and teaching you cultivation techniques. Is this how you repay the sect?"

Without a teacher or elder, they defied authority, ganging up on their fellow disciples—they were utterly lawless!

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his right hand, and thick, greenish-blue true energy rapidly condensed in his palm.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a half-zhang-long (approximately 3.3 meters) hand of true energy, with clear palm lines and a whistling wind—it was indeed from the Qingfeng Sect.

Mysterious Wind Great Handprint.

The power of his strike at the peak of the acquired realm was more terrifying than that of everyone present combined.

The moment the powerful hand of true energy pressed down, the strong wind was so strong that people couldn't open their eyes. Several newcomers at the Inner Breath Realm were so frightened that their legs went weak, and they stood frozen in place, forgetting to dodge.

"Everyone, stand back!"

Lin Wanxing shouted and instead of retreating, stepped forward to the front of all the players.

She crossed her arms above her head, channeling all her inner energy to its limit, forming a semi-transparent shield of inner energy in front of her, determined to withstand the blow.

"Bang—"

A deafening, muffled bang rang out.

The true energy shield didn't even last a second before being shattered like thin glass by the giant handprint.

Lin Wanxing was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground three zhang away.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning ashen, and he struggled for a moment but couldn't get up.

With just one move, Lin Wanxing, who was at the mid-stage of the Acquired Realm, completely lost his fighting ability.

The remaining players were completely bewildered.

The arrogance of those who had ganged up on Zhao Feng vanished instantly, and everyone hesitated and retreated, no one daring to rush forward again.

The gap between the peak and mid-stage of the acquired realm is too large, so large that numbers simply cannot make up for it; going up there is just feeding them.

"What? Weren't you very arrogant when you were ganging up on my son?"

Zhao Kun laughed in anger, and his large hand of true energy, which was suspended in mid-air, moved slightly, as if to strike down again.

"A bunch of arrogant brats! Today, on behalf of your elders, I'll teach you a lesson in manners!"

"Damn it, I'll risk it!"

A roar suddenly erupted from the crowd. It was a male player in the early stages of the Acquired Realm. He took a step forward with red eyes.

"We are the Fourth Calamity, immortal and indestructible! Are we afraid of some native tribe?"

"At worst, I'll die once, but I'll be a hero again in a few days! Brothers, let's go!"

These words were like a shot of adrenaline, instantly waking everyone up.

Yes, they are superhumans, they can't die!

"Yeah, what are you afraid of! He wouldn't dare actually kill us!"

"If they really kill us, we'll come back and camp out at their mountain gate every day until they're worn down!"

Four or five players at the early stage of the Acquired Realm gritted their teeth and charged forward, each unleashing their true energy and attacking Zhao Kun recklessly.

The remaining Inner Breath Realm players gritted their teeth and followed suit. If they backed down now, they would never be able to hold their heads high in the entire player community again.

"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

Zhao Kun looked disdainful and swept out with his Xuanfeng Great Handprint.

"Bang bang bang bang——"

A series of muffled thuds followed one after another. The players who rushed forward were swept away like dominoes, each one spitting blood and falling to the ground. None of them could stand up again.

The remaining dozen or so Inner Breath Realm newcomers were completely too afraid to move. They stood there trembling, unable to even muster the thought of resistance.

The situation reached a stalemate for a moment.

Just then, Su Qingyue stepped out from behind the crowd.

She had been protected at the back and hadn't been seriously injured, but her face was pale. Despite this, she still forced herself to raise her head and meet Zhao Kun's gaze, speaking as usual:

"Elder Zhao, are you really going to wipe us out today?"

"Heh, just ants, so what?" Zhao Kun said coldly.

"Even if you kill us, it won't make a difference." Su Qingyue took a deep breath, her voice not loud but clear.

"We, the Extraordinary Ones, do not truly disappear when we die."

In a few days, we will return to this world.

We admit defeat today, but if you really killed so many of us, what will happen when we all return with even more extraordinary individuals? How many times can the Qingfeng Sect withstand our retaliation?

Upon hearing this, Zhao Kun's brows furrowed instantly.

He had heard rumors about extraordinary people.

Previously, a disciple from another sect had fallen off a cliff and died. Everyone thought he was gone, but a few days later, he reappeared at the foot of the mountain, albeit unharmed, though his cultivation had weakened.

They can't be eradicated.

These three words were like a thorn stuck in his heart.

If a blood feud were to be formed, these supernatural beings would endlessly return to harass the Qingfeng Sect, and the sect would never have a peaceful day.

He only had one son, Zhao Feng, but he was already crippled, so it wasn't worth sacrificing the entire sect.

Zhao Kun remained silent for a few seconds, stared at Su Qingyue for a long time, and finally snorted coldly and waved his sleeve sharply.

Xuanfeng's Great Handprint descended again, but instead of killing, it swept across all the players present with an overwhelming force.

"roll!"

A tremendous force surged forth, sweeping everyone into the air and flinging them out of the Qingfeng Sect's mountain gate like trash, where they crashed heavily onto the dirt road outside.

A chilling voice echoed from the mountain gate, carrying with it a powerful aura that reverberated halfway up the mountain:

"You eccentrics have no respect for the rules of our sect and have defied your superiors. From this day forward, you shall all be expelled from the Qingfeng Sect and never be employed again!"

Anyone who dares to set foot in Qingfeng Mountain again will be killed without mercy!

Outside the mountain gate, more than twenty players lay sprawled on the ground, all injured.

Su Qingyue propped herself up, looked at the tightly closed gates of the Qingfeng Sect, then at the unconscious Lin Wanxing on the ground, bit her lip, and murmured softly:

"Is this the power of the peak of the acquired realm...? It's truly terrifying."

Several players with minor injuries helped each other to their feet and then helped the seriously injured players together.

A newbie, wincing in pain, couldn't help but ask:

"Can't we just back out and go back to reality to hide? This injury hurts unbearably."

A veteran player nearby shook his head, sighed, and explained:

"Forget about it. This thing doesn't have an exit button. Once you're in, you have to stay for the full time before you can leave."

If you're injured, you can only tough it out, or take healing pills, otherwise the pain will just have to wait until the time comes.

Even if you come back the next day, your injuries will only be mostly healed, not fully recovered.

"Then... what if they die?" the newcomer asked again in a low voice.

"If you die, you can't enter on the same day or the next day. You can only enter again on the third day, and your cultivation level will drop by one level."

"Dying once in the mid-stage of the Acquired Realm will reduce you to the early stage. This is because a few brothers who were reckless believed there were unparalleled martial arts techniques at the bottom of the cliff, fell to their deaths while exploring, and that's how this pattern was discovered through trial and error."

The crowd fell silent, and could only support the wounded as they walked step by step down the mountain towards Xiaoshi Village.

Not long after they left, the Qingfeng Sect sent disciples to spread the news.

However, the version that was circulated was completely different.

It is said that a group of disciples with supernatural abilities coveted Senior Brother Zhao Feng's spirit stones, and ganged up to beat up their fellow disciples. They were disrespectful and defiant, and the sect has expelled all of these villains from the sect.

The news was embellished and spread further and further as it went on, eventually reaching all the major and minor sects in the surrounding area within two days.

The local forces were already wary of the suddenly emerging superhumans, and this only deepened their prejudice.

Many sects have stopped accepting disciples with extraordinary abilities. Even if these individuals cultivate at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary people, they dare not accept them anymore, for fear of inviting trouble into their homes.

At the same time, many forces had their eyes on it: since the supernatural beings value spirit stones so much, these things must be of great use.

Many sects have begun to secretly hoard spirit stones, intending to use them to trade with supernatural beings in exchange for their special abilities.

The players' world chat channel was already in an uproar.

[World] Zhao Hao: Holy crap? The Qingfeng Sect is so shameless? It was clearly his son who harassed the female player, but they turned around and accused him?

[World] Xuanqing: It is normal for sects to protect their own, but tolerating their disciples to do evil is a sign of a corrupt sect.

Please refrain from acting rashly. The peak of the day after tomorrow is beyond our current capabilities. Let's bring the wounded back first and then make further plans.

[World] Brother Wang: Our sect is nearby, and about ten brothers have already set off, including two who are at the late stage of the Day After Tomorrow realm, to go pick up people and provide support.

[World] Zhang Lei: Don't go to any of the small sects anymore. None of these indigenous sects are reliable.

The messages were flooding in, and the entire player community was in an uproar over this.