Nameless Traveler, "If you could bring the martial arts, Inner Strength, Daoist skills, Divine Skills, and other abilities you've learned in the game into reality, would you play such a game?"
Gamer, "Of course, I would play. Is there really such a great thing?"
Nameless Traveler, "Then, if you were to die in the game, and you would also die in reality, would you still play?"
Gamer, "Let me think about it—um, I think I would play, as long as I'm careful to avoid provoking higher-level monsters."
Nameless Traveler, "What if the game was so difficult that a Little Monster at the entrance of a village could easily chop you down, would you still play?"
Gamer, "……"

If we don't go up, we might not get the priority.


It was the Demon Master of the First Dynasty, also his cousin, Thick Virtue Carries Things.


His whole body flashed with a white light, transforming into a giant white stork with a wingspan of six to seven meters.


A riding arrow suddenly appeared on his back.


[System prompt: Your teammate Thick Virtue Carries Things has used the Mount Skill on you.]


Yide Fu Ren clicked on it without a word, and the stork carried him flying upward.


Wentian Wuji saw but had no intention to follow, just sent a message.


Wentian Wuji: Xiao, the BOSS has ascended and Yide Fu Ren followed. If you want the last hit, you better hurry.


At this moment, Xiao Jie was fully focused on dealing with a few demons in front of him.


Chapter 832 - Chapter 54: Wind Rolls Clouds, Desperate Counterattack_3