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, "……"

The Heavenly Thunder roared, continuously striking the Beihai Demon Dragon, but the dazzling lightning was blocked by an invisible force.


Atop the Beihai Demon Dragon's head, a fierce warrior clad in golden armor wielded a great sword, flaunting his prowess. Above him, yellow light swirled like a luminous cloud, dispelling the falling Heavenly Thunder—this was Long Wushang.


Though his blood volume was at its limit, he appeared exceptionally formidable, clearly having activated the Second Stage or even the Third Stage.


He swung his treasure sword, unleashing a sky full of Sword Qi, while the giant dragon beneath him spewed chilling breath.


The Five True People couldn't withstand him, constantly dodging his attacks.


Meanwhile, the surrounding players flew around like headless flies, not daring to engage directly, only hurling various long-range skills frantically, regardless of whether they caused any damage, as long as there was some action.


Chapter 893 - Chapter 86: Demon-Subduing Golden Hand, Divine Thunder of the Purple Firmament