Surprisingly, no one in the entire guild noticed; they were all excitedly heading off to fight the boss.
On the other side, a group of people from Tianyin Temple rushed towards the guild members with wicked smiles on their faces.
...
This scene unfolded across all the major sects, with those that were originally on the defensive launching a full-scale attack.
Then these players found it strange. Before, the people from those sects would kill them, but now they weren't going to kill them.
As time went on, more and more players were caught, and gradually these players discovered that they could not log off after being caught.
This is troublesome, because none of the people who captured them killed them; they don't know what method they used to restrain them.
Unable to commit suicide or log off, they were simply locked up in one place with their mouths stuffed with rags.
This is even more painful than killing them; they can't even be provoked.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
More and more players are being captured, and each one is suffering greatly. Most of them are used to a life of luxury in the real world and have never experienced such pain.
However, the fact that so many people stayed online for several days did not attract anyone's attention, since the game pod could be fed nutrient solution.
You used to be able to play there for up to seven days, but now it's only three days at most, so of course nobody's paying attention.
"Waaaaah."
"Waaaaah."
"Waaaaah!"
Inside a room, a continuous wailing sound could be heard; the people making the noise had clearly just arrived not long ago.
The remaining people in the house huddled together, their limbs weak with hunger. They wished they could just starve to death so they could be reborn.
But how could they possibly starve to death in just a few days? Just then, with a creak, the door to the house was pushed open from the outside.
Puhong entered and said, "Amitabha, benefactors, your mission has come." Puhong took a cloth bag out from under his robe.
Then, all the hundreds of players in the room were put into a cloth bag, and Puhong then moved on to the next room.
The seven major sects of the righteous and demonic paths are: Ghost King Sect, Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, Longevity Hall, Joyful Union Sect, Azure Cloud Sect, Incense Valley, and Heavenly Sound Temple.
They have all been captured. Fifteen thousand players from each sect will be sent to Qingyun Sect within three days.
The third day has arrived. Each sect has activated its protective formation, leaving a few disciples to guard the sect while the rest head towards the Qingyun Sect.
They were going to fight a tough battle, and not a single disciple was afraid of it. To protect their homeland and their world, what was there to fear in a battle, what was there to fear in death?
Inside Qingyun Gate, on Tongtian Peak.
In the huge plaza, all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect except for the newly initiated ones had come here.
Furthermore, Wan Jianyi was also among them, with Cangsong Daoren sitting beside him with a smile on his face.
All the high-ranking members of the Qingyun Sect sat on the high platform, looking at Wan Jianyi with delight.
Lin Qing was very satisfied with the harmonious scene. It was only after Lin Qing talked to Dao Xuan for more than an hour that Wan Jianyi arrived.
Dao Xuan had previously denied it, saying that he had killed Wan Jianyi, but he only admitted it after Lin Qing mentioned Wan Jianyi in the ancestral hall.
Finally, Lin Qing said that the counterattack against the other world required Wan Jianyi's martial prowess, which is why Wan Jianyi reappeared at Qingyun Sect.
The appearance of Wan Jianyi delighted all the leaders of the various sects, especially Daoist Cangsong, who was so happy when he learned the reason that he almost hugged and kissed Daoxuan.
As for Cangsong's idea of betraying Qingyun Sect, it had long been forgotten.
There were still 15,000 players on one side of the square, who were too weak to move.
Just then, a sound came from the distant sky: "Amitabha, it seems that I am the first one to arrive."
Pu Hong appeared in the square with his hands clasped together, followed by disciples of Tianyin Temple, totaling over ten thousand people.
Chapter 193 A Grand Meeting (Please subscribe, recommend, and vote for monthly tickets) (Revised)
Dao Xuan: "Abbot Pu Hong, have all the personnel been gathered?"
Pu Hong: "I have successfully completed my mission." Pu Hong took out a cloth bag and opened it.
A flash of light appeared, and 15,000 players appeared next to the players captured by the Qingyun Sect.
Lin Qing: "Very good, now all that's missing is the arrival of the other sects."
"This must be the Dragon King. I've long admired your name." Puhong led the other three great monks to the high platform.
Lin Qing: "I dare not accept such praise. There is going to be a world war later. I hope that Tianyin Temple will not hold back."
Pu Hong said solemnly, "Of course, for the sake of our world."
"Amitabha Buddha," the three monks said, pressing their palms together.
Lin Qing looked at Puzhi and said, "Master Puzhi, it's been a long time."
Puzhi: "Senior Dragon King, it's been a long time. Thank you for saving my life back then."
Lin Qing: "I took your things and saved you, so we're even. There's no debt between us. I didn't do you any favors."
Dao Xuan: "Oh, I didn't expect that Master Puzhi was saved by the Dragon King?"
Puzhi: "Amitabha, yes, it is at the moment when people from another world descend."
"Haha, you old bald monk, I didn't expect you to arrive so early." A boastful voice came over.
Then Yu Yangzi and his disciples landed on the plaza.
Within an hour, one after another, the sects that participated in the counterattack against the other world brought all the players to Qingyun Sect.
All 105,000 players have been captured and are waiting for Lin Qing to deal with them in the square.
These 100,000 people were captured by various sects and formed into seven distinct parts.
The people captured by Qingyun Sect were all bound up by Lin Qing using spiritual energy threads.
The Hehuan Sect captured people who were all unconscious, with smiles on their faces, and it was impossible to know what they were dreaming about.
Among them, the tens of thousands of players from the Poison Sect suffered the most. They were all poisoned, with sores all over their bodies, rotting hands and feet, and unconscious with bluish-purple faces. Their condition was extremely miserable.
The scene below was a bit noisy. After all, people from both the righteous and demonic paths were now standing in the same place, so it was inevitable that there would be some minor friction.
Dao Xuan used his spiritual power to amplify his voice to the surroundings: "Everyone, our world is being invaded by another world."
"They burned, killed, looted, and committed all sorts of atrocities here. We kill them, but they come back every half hour. They are endless and bring immense disaster to our world."
"In just a few days, more than a hundred villages were slaughtered, ten towns were destroyed, and dozens of small sects were wiped out."
"Can people who can laugh as they kill a tiny baby even be called human?"
The disciples of both the righteous and demonic paths gradually quieted down when Dao Xuan spoke, and now, hearing the tragedies he described, their eyes turned red.
"Unworthy, unworthy!" Shouts rose and fell.
Dao Xuan: "Yes, they are not worthy. They are demons, extraterrestrial demons. We must slaughter all extraterrestrial demons."
"Slaughter all the extraterrestrial demons! Slaughter all the extraterrestrial demons!"
Although there are demonic cultivators who have killed countless people, they only kill cultivators. They generally do not intentionally kill mortals.
Everyone was extremely agitated when suddenly, a discordant voice rang out: "Haha, you bunch of natives, a bunch of idiots."
"You still want to kill us? Anyway, there's no punishment for our deaths. We'll be back in half an hour. Go ahead and kill us."
"Next time we descend, we will kill all of you. Not only you, but we will kill all mortals as well," a player who could speak taunted.
Although 100,000 players have been captured, some players are still able to speak.
"Yes, kill them all, haha, especially those mortals who are powerless to even kill a chicken, that's the most satisfying to kill."
"Yes, they actually made me lie motionless for three days. I must get my revenge."
"What you've got is nothing. I was tormented by the poison of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect for three whole days, three whole days!"
"I will kill! The next time I descend, I will unleash endless slaughter upon all the players!" a prince roared with utter malice.
This caused an uproar among the disciples of both the righteous and demonic paths, with curses raining down on the players.
Dao Xuan: "Quiet." His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears, as if by magic, instantly silencing the noisy scene.
Even the players gradually quieted down, and the disciples of both the righteous and demonic paths all looked towards Dao Xuan on the high platform.
Dao Xuan: "You all heard how vicious these extraterrestrial demons are, but they are unkillable."
Upon hearing this, one of the princes immediately burst into laughter: "Knowing we can't be killed, you still captured us. I advise you to release me, or else... hmph hmph hmph!"
Dao Xuan ignored him and continued, "Don't worry, everyone, I already have a way to kill them completely."
"Really? That's great!"
"If I can really kill them, I can avenge my parents, sob sob sob."
"Master Dao Xuan, what method is it? Tell us quickly, I need to kill them right now!" The disciples of both the righteous and demonic paths were in an uproar.
These words not only stirred up waves in both the righteous and demonic factions, but also stirred up a huge wave in the hearts of the players, a wave of mockery, of course.
"Haha, nonsense. You think you can kill us completely? Impossible."
"Anyone can talk big, but this boss is a real talent."
"Haha, are you trying to make me laugh to death so you can inherit my special dungeon access? You're just a string of data, how could you possibly kill us players?"
"The planner is really amazing. Is this a large-scale event or mission?"
"Maybe it's really possible. Wow, then we'd be rich! A massive mission involving 100,000 people!"
After some thought, one of the princes realized it was quite possible and immediately said, "Everyone, listen to me, this might really be an extremely important and large-scale mission."
"I am the fifty-eighth prince of the Mingyu Empire. This mission is under my command."
"The Fifty-Eighth Prince! It's actually the Fifty-Eighth Prince! My goodness, I never expected to run into His Majesty's prince here."
"That's wonderful, Your Highness. We will certainly follow your orders."
Emperor Wang Batian of the Mingyu Empire has a total of one hundred princes, dozens of princesses, and countless grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and great-great-grandchildren.
The Fifty-Eighth Prince is a character who is neither loved by his maternal grandmother nor his father. Of course, such a person would not know that the special instance is the real world.