Chapter 1 The Beginning

Zhang Yuanqing didn't immediately respond to the Lingjing. Instead, he walked to the Yin corpse, "Blood Rose," and placed his hand on her shoulder before whispering, "Participate."

The moment he uttered these two words, he, who had been sitting at his desk for two hours in calm composure, actually heard his own frantic heartbeat and felt a sudden surge of tension in his heart.

It was probably like parents sending their children to the *gaokao* examination hall, that kind of nervousness in the face of a turning point in life permeated Zhang Yuanqing's heart at this moment. Clearing the killing instance dungeon would allow him to advance to a Saint, and Saints were the backbone of the Lingjing world, a sublimation of level, a sublimation of status. Transcendent opened the door to a new world, and Saints were an important step in climbing to the top of this new world. He would usher in a different life—high status and great power!

In addition, after advancing to Saint, he could finally try to find Brother Bing and investigate his past with the Demon Lord. This Transcendent-level killing instance dungeon, I will try to challenge the Demon Lord and the Female Marshal's records. Fu Qingyang, you must survive, don't be killed by the Silver Moon God General, let's meet at the peak... As Zhang Yuanqing silently prayed, the instance dungeon introduction rang in his ears:

[Ding, the Lingjing map is opening, entering the Lingjing in 30 seconds. The Lingjing you are entering this time is "Lost City," number: 000] [Difficulty level: Unknown]

[Type: Multiplayer (Death type)] [Main quest: Survive for 72 hours.] [Note: Non-Lingjing items cannot be brought in.]

[Lingjing No. 000 Introduction: One day, the city was surrounded by boundless forests, roads were blocked, communication equipment became useless, and the survivors in the city began to explore the forest, looking for a way out. However, waiting for them was a terrifying crisis...]

The scene is a city surrounded by forests. Judging from the strange number and difficulty level, it's different from large-scale killing instance dungeons and special instance dungeons... As Fu Qingyang savored the instance dungeon information, the scenery in front of him suddenly presented water-like ripples, blurring everything.

He was in a lush primeval forest, swept by intricate branches, his feet on the ground covered with dead branches and decaying leaves, the dry and warm air mixed with the smell of rotten wood. Based on the humidity, temperature, and luxuriance of the forest, it feels like a tropical rainforest... Fu Qingyang instinctively analyzed the environment. "Forest? According to the Lingjing introduction, I thought the landing point was a city, and the task was to explore the forest..."

"There's no one in the distance. It seems that after entering the instance dungeon, everyone will be randomly teleported to different places. In that case, wanting to reunite with companions is an extremely difficult task in itself. Next, it's about hunting each other in the jungle."

As he muttered, he heard the task prompt sound: [Ding! Number of participants in this killing instance dungeon: 183] [Average initial points per person: 3] [Hunting Lingjing Xingzhe (Lingjing Walker) of the opposing faction will grant all of the opponent's points. Hunting Lingjing Xingzhe of the same faction will grant half of the points.] [Those with zero points will be obliterated!]

[The leaderboard has been opened, please check it yourself.]

[Side quest one: Please pass through the outer area of the Forbidden Forest and reach the middle within 5 hours. Each level of area is marked by a sign.]

[Side quest two: Please pass through the vast Forbidden Forest and find the Lost City.]

Fu Qingyang chewed on the task prompts based on his experience, extracting the information: "A total of 183 people are participating in this instance dungeon. The officials only have thirty-eight, accounting for one-fifth. The members are somewhat mixed. Mixed means chaos.

Among the 183 Lingjing Xingzhe, the orderly faction includes officials, Lingjing families, and folk organizations (rogue cultivators); the evil faction includes two major organizations and folk organizations (rogue cultivators). In addition to the above factions, there is another faction: Lingjing Xingzhe from surrounding countries. Although Lingjing Xingzhe from surrounding countries are often ignored by the mainstream Lingjing forces due to their small numbers, the small number is based on the entire Chonglong world.

Large-scale killing instance dungeons are aimed at Lingjing Xingzhe in the entire region. Fu Qingyang believes that with so many small countries combined, there should always be twenty or thirty foreign walkers in the instance dungeon, right?

The Lingjing should have a translation function. Otherwise, with my shallow foreign language skills, I can only say 'Yamete', 'Oppa', 'Saranghaeyo' to everyone I meet... Madam, you don't want to go back to Shao Gui Lingjing either." Fu Qingyang then scrutinized the subsequent task information:

"Total number of people is 183, with an average of 3 points per person, which is only 549 points. It seems that the main source of points is the instance dungeon, which means that the instance dungeon will have a higher weight." "Killing Lingjing Xingzhe of the same faction only grants half of the points. The number of people in the orderly faction is far greater than the evil faction, and it is more difficult for evil professions to obtain points..." "Those with zero points will be obliterated. Based on the current information, if the side quest is not completed, points may be deducted." Then, with a thought, Fu Qingyang opened the leaderboard, like opening an attribute panel.

The first on the leaderboard is Zhao Chenghuang, the second is A Yi, and the third is Jian Yu Cang Ya, the name suffixed with Japanese characters. It can be seen that this third place is Japanese.

While marveling at Chonglong's high intelligence, Fu Qingyang scanned the leaderboard panel and finally found his Lingjing ID at 73rd place. "So it seems that when the points are the same, the ranking on the leaderboard is determined by the amount of experience points. Fu Qingyang closed the leaderboard, took out the Bloodthirsty Blade, and headed towards the depths of the primeval forest with the Yin corpse.

His primary task now is to pass through the outer area and reach the middle of the forest, and then try to find colleagues from the Five Elements Alliance, hoping not to encounter the traitors planted by the Dark Night Rose.

The person he most wants to find is Guan Ya. Although the old driver has the *ke jin* (spending money) ability (items) of a wealthy family and also possesses extraordinary close combat talent, her experience points are really too low, and the Scout lacks output skills. Fu Qingyang is very worried about her safety. "Sha Sha..."

He stepped on the soft ground, leaving shallow footprints, Blood Rose walked in front, waving the Bloodthirsty Blade, cutting off the shrubs and thorns blocking the way, or the vines hanging from the trees, clearing the way for her master.

The vegetation of the primeval forest is too lush, making it very difficult to travel through the forest.

Fortunately, he did not encounter any wild animal attacks along the way, nor did he encounter any Lingjing Xingzhe, which shows that this primeval forest is very vast. More than ten minutes later, trekking through the dense forest, he suddenly saw a sign standing in front of him.

So quickly reached the central area? Fu Qingyang strode over and stared at the content on the sign: [Outer Layer 1 of the Forbidden Forest]

[Notice to Enter the Mountain: 1: Please do not bring fire, knives, or safety items into the mountain.]

[2: Please do not make loud noises in the mountain, so as not to disturb others.] [3: Please do not stay in the same place for more than 30 minutes.] [4: If you see other people in the forest, please do not make eye contact with him (her).]

[5: If you hear someone calling your name, do not respond.]

In the infinite heights, in a hazy world, floated trails of stars with a faint light, composing a brilliant and vast Milky Way. In these stars, there are miniature worlds.

There are dilapidated mountain villages with a terrifying atmosphere, abandoned campuses slumbering in the light, volcanoes poised to erupt, battlefields where armies are facing off, boundless grasslands, and rippling lakes.

From ancient times to the present, from cities to mountains, any landscape that exists in reality can be found here.

What doesn't exist in reality also exists here.

Seven meteors streaked from nearby, breaking through the deep "universe" and stopping outside two parallel stars. The meteors converged their light, revealing their true forms.

Leading them was a tall woman, wearing black riding breeches, women's high-top boots, and a white shirt on her upper body. The black and white color scheme was complex and classic, setting off her perfect body proportions. Her appearance was like mist covering the rosy clouds, hazy and indistinct, and her hair cascaded down like a waterfall, but it was not black but white. But unlike the silver-white of old people, her hair was pure white.

She possessed an unattainable majesty, like a leader commanding an army, or a queen overlooking the world.

Behind this woman with hair like frost were six differently dressed figures, some wearing armor and carrying a *qingfeng* sword, some wrapped in black robes and wearing hoods, some wearing white practice uniforms,

with a head of red hair, and even a curly-haired poodle.

The general in armor stared at the two parallel stars and said in a deep voice, "Our Saints are not very lucky, they entered a war instance dungeon!"

In one of the stars, the scene of two armies facing off was reflected. On the city walls, the victory flag fluttered, and the armored and armed defenders were either drawing bows and shooting arrows, or pushing down logs and oil barrels, resisting the densely packed siege enemy soldiers under the city.

Closer, there was a winding river, hundreds of *zhang* wide. Magnificent warships rode the wind and waves, their sails billowing, and cannons booming. Several warships, hundreds of meters long, were half-submerged in the river, and the parts floating on the water were billowing with thick smoke.

This was an epic war.

Above the city walls, stood a tall figure, wearing armor, with five flags of red, white, blue, black and yellow inserted in his back, holding an ancient Han sword in his hand.

His gaze swept over his companions who were shrouded in eerie ghost energy and charged into the enemy ranks alone, swept over his comrades who had transformed into fire gods, burning everything in the world, and finally, looked towards the enemy's rear.

There, there was a six-meter-tall eight-armed giant, its body covered with muscles like cast iron, covered with twisted and strange runes. Behind it was a layer upon layer of churning mist. The young man with a head of red hair looked bright-eyed and eager to try.

"War instance dungeons are rare. When I participated in the killing instance dungeon, I didn't encounter this type. What a pity, what a pity!" It would be a beautiful thing to be able to fight in such a battlefield and die in battle. War instance dungeons are the most tragic instance dungeons. From the beginning, there is high-intensity fighting, until corpses lie everywhere, until the instance dungeon begins.

Even the peak Saints will find themselves exhausted and die.

In addition, the difficulty and brainpower required for war instance dungeons are recognized as the highest, involving troop deployment, resource allocation, command, and so on. There is nothing more difficult than winning a war.

At this moment, the leading woman tilted her head slightly and looked into the deep universe. After a few breaths, more than a dozen meteors came rapidly, also stopping in front of the two parallel stars.

These uninvited guests were led by three people, respectively a handsome and elegant man in a black suit with two silver studs embedded in his earlobes, a mysterious man wrapped in ragged black robes, not showing his hands or feet, his face hidden in the shadows of his hood, like the god of death in Western mythology; and a "person" who constantly changed shape and gender.

The Fear Heavenly King of the Bishop of the Holy Light; the West District Branch President of the Psionic Society; and the Southern Faction King of the Void Sect.

The Fear Heavenly King stared at the white-haired woman, gave a gentleman's salute, and smiled: "Marshal, long time no see. Are you still free now?" "Idiot," the red-haired youth replied for the woman, rudely.

The white-haired woman raised her eyes, glanced at the Fear Heavenly King, and continued to stare at the calm battlefield.

"I heard that you have united with the Dark Night Rose this time to eliminate Zhang Yuanqing and Yuanshi Tianzun in the killing instance dungeon?" Her voice was clear and melodious. The Fear Heavenly King smiled: "Hopefully successful." The white-haired woman nodded.

"Silver Moon does have a chance to kill Zhang Yuanqing."

"As for the little guys at the Transcendent stage, you have indeed cultivated a lot of people." A burly man behind the Fear Heavenly King grunted: "So, killing a Yuanshi Tianzun is more than enough."

This person had eyes like copper bells, thick eyebrows and a square face, looking fierce, as if he would strike at any moment.

The Fear Heavenly King turned his head and smiled:

"Wrath, although everyone has freedom of speech, but you are a God General, don't talk to the Marshal like that."

The Wrath God General's face twitched, he suppressed his anger and lowered his head.

The president of the Psionic Society, the leader of the Void Sect, and the overlords behind them did not pay attention to the elders on the Five Elements Alliance side. They watched the battle at first, the two camps that were incompatible with each other, rarely coexisting peacefully, not interfering with each other.

This place is between the Lingjing and reality, belonging to the void zone. Only the peak overlords or alliance leaders can bring people in, and those who enter are not their true bodies, but the thoughts condensed by the power of the soul.

The idea is ethereal, inherently a projection, and fighting naturally becomes meaningless. The higher-ranking Lingjing Xingzhe can actively travel in the Lingjing world, but this world does not mean entering the instance dungeon, but traveling in this void.

Except for some evil profession's methods, even alliance-level figures cannot bypass the Lingjing and enter the instance dungeon.

Every time a killing instance dungeon opens, this group of high-ranking people will travel in the void to watch the battle. Everyone has met many times, and they can already treat each other as nothing, each watching their own.

At this time, the white-haired woman, who was gazing at the battlefield, withdrew her gaze and turned to another star. She watched it casually for a moment and asked, "Which one is Yuanshi Tianzun?"

The curly-haired poodle floated to the white-haired woman's side, searched in the star for a moment, and pointed to a certain place, saying, "That kid is Yuanshi Tianzun." The white-haired woman nodded slightly, focusing on the primeval forest.

In the evil camp, which had not been paying attention to the Transcendent realm killing instance dungeon, the overlords turned their heads to look over. The Fear Heavenly King smiled

"Marshal, it's no fun just watching. How about we make a bet?" The white-haired woman stood with her hands behind her back, "Speak!" The Fear Heavenly King said:

"The Demon Eye was imprisoned because of Yuanshi Tianzun, so let's bet on him. If he dies in the killing instance dungeon, you release the Demon Eye and return his freedom." "If Yuanshi Tianzun gets first place on the leaderboard, I'll lose you a rule-based item of overlord quality."

The red-haired youth frowned, "That's not fair, why not bet on him surviving?" The Fear Heavenly King smiled:

"First of all, even if you don't release the Demon Eye, when he enters the Lingjing and dies in the Lingjing, he can still be reborn from the Mother Goddess's womb. Secondly, the killing instance dungeon is based on points. If Yuanshi Tianzun keeps hiding and waits for three days to begin, he will still survive." "So, it's very fair!"

The red-haired youth thought for a while and found that he could not refute it, so he looked at the female marshal. The white-haired woman nodded: "Okay!"

"So I haven't reached the outer area yet. This is it..." The content on the sign represents the safety of the outer area?" Fu Qingyang frowned after reading the precautions on the sign.

This meant that traversing the outer layer of the Forbidden Forest was probably a safe thing, and the content on the sign could allow those who entered the forest to avoid danger.

"But is it too verbose to explicitly inform people of the precautions? What will happen if you don't follow the precautions? Unfortunately, there is no way to test errors. I can't use Yin corpses to take the risk."

Fu Qingyang took the Bloodthirsty Blade from Blood Rose's hand and put it back in the inventory. According to the notice on the sign, flames and knives cannot be used. He did not continue forward but pressed his hand on the sign. After a few seconds, the item information appeared:

[A sign erected by the people in the Lost City, hoping to warn travelers who mistakenly enter the Forbidden Forest.] It was erected by the people in that city. The Lingjing introduction said that they encountered a major crisis when entering the forest. I thought no one could come out, but I didn't expect them to have explored the outer layer..." Fu Qingyang manipulated the Yin corpse to clear the way in front, crossed the sign, and entered the outer area.

Stepping on the soft and rotten mud, Fu Qingyang and Blood Rose moved cautiously through the primeval forest, one in front and one behind. The further he went, the more lush the branches and leaves became, almost completely blocking the sky. Fortunately, it was daytime. Even without light, the visibility in the forest was very high.

If you can't make a fire, you won't be able to see anything in the forest at night. But I am a Night Watchman and I am not afraid of the dark. The night is my domain... He was thinking divergently while moving forward.

After walking for about half an hour, a cool mountain breeze blew from somewhere in the forest that blocked the sky and the sun. A shrill voice came in the wind.

Fu Qingyang listened attentively, the voice was calling: "Yuanshi Tianzun, Yuanshi Tianzun."

ps: I will correct the typos after updating first. It's the last day, please give me the monthly tickets in your hands, big masters. The next chapter should be in the evening.