Chapter 1 The Revival Shrine

The space inside the Revival Shrine wasn't large; just four or five basic Mana Pulse Bombs could easily cover it.

Each bombing run, although not causing Xia Tianqi and the others present to lose levels, resulted in severe damage to their equipment. Some lost five items, others six, nearly half of their entire gear. The drop in combat power was predictable. Even with their numbers, they no longer posed a threat to Jun Wuchang and Shi Feng, as the difference in their base stats was more than 40%.

"Jun Wuchang, don't go too far! We're all members of the Freedom Alliance!" Xia Tianqi said, gritting his teeth, as he looked at Jun Wuchang and Shi Feng guarding the Revival Shrine's entrance. "Do you really want to antagonize all of the Ten Great Fleets?"

Jun Wuchang might not care if it were just members of their Second and Fourth Fleets, but the members present included every fleet except the Third Fleet.

If Jun Wuchang completely opposed the Ten Great Fleets, he could forget about staying in the Freedom Alliance.

Jun Wuchang's position as the third seat was solely because the Free Adventurer faction and the Small Guild faction were at odds. That was why the Free Adventurer faction stood behind him, supporting him. Without the Free Adventurer faction's fleet support, Jun Wuchang's Third Fleet would become the Freedom Alliance's bottom fleet in a matter of minutes. With everyone ostracizing him, he wouldn't get any resources.

His forced departure from the Freedom Alliance would only be a matter of time.

Upon hearing this, Jun Wuchang's expression turned grim. He glared fiercely at Xia Tianqi and quietly suggested to Shi Feng, "Brother Ye Feng, if we keep fighting like this, we might really antagonize all the fleets, which will definitely affect our plans later."

A significant reason he became the Third Fleet's leader was because he partnered with other Free Adventurer fleets in every city defense war. If the last layer of pretense was torn away and he was squeezed out of this small circle, it would be very difficult to compete for the position of leader of the First Fleet.

"I understand," Shi Feng nodded.

"Jun Wuchang, it's good you know what's good for you. This matter can be settled here, but you must return the items of our various fleet members. Those things originally belonged to us. Otherwise, you'll bear the consequences," Xia Tianqi said with a smile, seeing that Jun Wuchang and the others hadn't moved for a long time.

He had suffered a great loss in this battle.

Not only did he lose a small sailboat, but half of his superb equipment was gone, and his elite subordinates suffered heavy losses as well. He didn't know how long it would take to make up for the lost equipment.

Now, of course, he had to take the opportunity to get it back.

"This Xia Tianqi is too shameless. He clearly ambushed us first, and now that he can't win, he's using his influence to suppress us!" Lan Xin was furious about this, but there was nothing she could do about Xia Tianqi's thick-skinned behavior.

Just as Jun Wuchang was hesitating on what to do, Shi Feng used Silent Steps again and reappeared behind Xia Tianqi, gently waving the Holy Sword,弑雷 (Shì Léi).

A cyan sword radiance bloomed.

"You!"

Xia Tianqi only reacted now, completely not understanding how Shi Feng dared to do this, dared to antagonize all the other fleets. Although he still wanted to say something, his vision turned gray again, and he directly fell to the ground, dropping a Dark-Gold staff, which Shi Feng unceremoniously picked up.

This scene instantly stunned everyone, and Jun Wuchang was speechless in astonishment.

Jun Wuchang even wondered if Shi Feng had understood what he had said earlier.

"If you want to leave here, it's very simple. From now on, I'll give you three minutes. After three minutes, only the fifty people still standing can leave this Revival Shrine. As for your loot, we won't take it. You can take it with you, but the people who are left behind should be prepared," Shi Feng swept a glance over everyone present, smiled, and walked towards the shrine's entrance, quietly watching the time displayed by the system.

Although Xia Tianqi knew how to leverage influence, it was still ten years too early to use this unstable alliance to fight him.

"You're courting death! Don't listen to his nonsense! He doesn't dare to do anything to us." Xia Tianqi roared sternly as soon as he resurrected.

But as soon as Xia Tianqi finished speaking, the battle inside the Revival Shrine began.

There was no more alliance. No one wanted to lose the equipment they had worked so hard to get, and thinking of Shi Feng's demonic methods, they didn't care so much anymore. They would kill the people from other fleets first.

"Saint Hand, what do we do?" Kuang Shou asked the thin Elementalist beside him, looking at the frantically fighting crowd.

"Let's fight. We can't pin our hopes on the fact that the madman wouldn't dare to provoke the other fleets," the thin Elementalist sighed. "Besides, this kind of infighting can make up for some of our losses."

"Alright," Kuang Shou licked his lips and immediately took action. As for rushing out of the Revival Shrine's entrance, he no longer had any hope, because the players who had tried to sneak out before were instantly killed by Shi Feng. Now, he only hoped that Shi Feng would keep his promise.

Time passed by, and the entire Revival Shrine was dyed red with blood, everyone falling into madness.

Players were killed one after another, then resurrected to kill again, no less efficient than using Basic Mana Pulse Bombs.

Jun Wuchang and Lan Xin, who were watching from a distance, were completely shocked beyond words. Looking at Shi Feng quietly sitting at the entrance, cold sweat dripped down their backs. They were glad that Shi Feng was on their side, or the consequences would be too terrible.

With just one sentence, he not only shattered the Ten Great Fleets' alliance, but also indirectly weakened the strength of each fleet, making the members of the Ten Great Fleets hate each other.

Demon!

Absolutely a demon!

Three minutes later, the entire Revival Shrine was deathly silent. Some were happy, some were in despair.

The happy ones were the people still standing in the center of the hall, the remaining fifty people. The others, having just resurrected, were standing in the back hall, their eyes filled with resentment.

"All of you can leave," Shi Feng said, glancing at the fifty people who had ultimately won, signaling them to leave.

Upon hearing Shi Feng's words, these people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fearing that Shi Feng would change his mind, and they ran out of the Revival Shrine.

The remaining players, at this point, had equipment and levels that were already unsightly.

Inside the Secret Realm, players only lost 5% of their experience upon death, but even so, these people had lost no less than one level. Their equipment was completely unwatchable. Many pieces were temporarily cobbled together, some even being Level 30 Bronze equipment, making them more pitiful than ordinary players outside…

At this point, as these people looked at Shi Feng walking over, their eyes were filled with nothing but fear. Each and every one of them regretted participating in this operation.

"Except for Xia Tianqi, everyone else can leave as long as they hand over a portion of their soul to me," Shi Feng said softly, glancing at the crowd.

Upon hearing this, although the crowd didn't understand what Shi Feng was going to do, they were finally able to leave this devil's lair, so they naturally agreed one by one, since this was much better than being killed back to level zero.

"Just you wait, just you wait, I will definitely not let you go!" Xia Tianqi said with an indescribably ugly expression upon hearing Shi Feng's words, directly forcing himself offline, completely disregarding the severe penalties of the system forcing him offline.

On the other side, the leaders of the other fleets were stunned one by one upon receiving this news.