“It’s exactly what you think it means.”

The staff member from Thorned Blood sent this message with an air of calm, waiting to see the shock on both the "Cleaver" and Ji Wuyun''s virtual faces.

As a Voidwalker from the Void Paradise, descending into this world was akin to a player entering a game.

It was perfectly normal for players to feel superior to the "natives," right?

“I! Don’t! Get! It!” Ji Wuyun’s mind seemed to be spinning as if she had just stumbled upon a horrifying realization.

Seeing this, the staff member from Thorned Blood felt even more smug. “Brother Cleaver, what do you think?”

He was especially looking forward to seeing Cleaver''s astonishment and disbelief this time.

After all, in their past interactions, Cleaver had always been calm and composed, effortlessly taking the upper hand.

But this time, the staff member was confident that he would leave Cleaver utterly shocked.

After all, telling someone that the world they live in has its future already written out, and that everything unfolds according to a predetermined trajectory, was bound to unsettle those who thought highly of themselves.

“So, can you lend me The Blue Mountain Chronicles? I want to check out the walkthrough.”

“......” The staff member was momentarily speechless.

Why was Cleaver so nonchalant?

This wasn’t a normal reaction!

“Your fate is already predestined. Aren’t you... even a little curious?”

“How is it predestined? I just changed a significant event and got my destiny upgraded, didn’t I?” Qi Yuan replied casually.

He accepted the situation quite easily.

Wasn’t this just like playing a game?

“Come on, tell me which special event I altered!” Qi Yuan asked, curious.

The Thorned Blood staff member fell silent for a moment.

This Cleaver guy was just too composed!

If someone had told him that everything he experienced was predetermined, it would have been difficult to accept.

“Where are you right now?” the staff member finally asked.

“In Dingbo Prefecture.”

“According to The Blue Mountain Chronicles, there are two special events happening soon in Dingbo Prefecture.

Both events are currently in their early stages and have not yet truly unfolded.

Leaking information from The Blue Mountain Chronicles is like revealing the secrets of the heavens, but since this is the Divine Wood Token, it doesn’t matter what I say.

Oh, by the way, don’t share what I’m about to tell you with anyone, or... you’ll face divine retribution,” the staff member warned earnestly.

After all, his role here was simply to complete his mission. He didn’t actually harbor any malice toward Cleaver or Ji Wuyun.

Ji Wuyun, hearing this, felt her tension rising.

“The first event is known as the Daliang Mutiny. It is set to happen in about three months.

Liu Wen, the godson of Commander Liu, suppresses General Li Zhao with unbearable force, ultimately driving Li Zhao to mutiny.

The second event is called the Anze Uprising. Laborer Wang Cong, humiliated by a merchant''s steward, kills the man in a fit of rage.

The local officials, drunk on power, not only kill Wang Cong but also carry out a massacre at the docks. This enrages the working-class people. Chi Changle organizes the laborers and surrounds the local government office, demanding justice. This event ultimately alarms the prefect.”

The staff member paused deliberately.

“What happened in the end with the Anze Uprising?” Ji Wuyun asked, her curiosity piqued.

She was more concerned about the uprising than the mutiny.

In her view, the fault lay squarely with the corrupt officials. If the royal court punished them, it would be an excellent opportunity to win back the people''s trust.

If she were the prefect, she’d seize this chance to consolidate public support.

“The result? Naturally, the leaders of the uprising were executed in public, while the corrupt officials responsible for the massacre at the docks walked away unscathed,” the staff member replied with a light chuckle.

“What?!” Ji Wuyun couldn’t believe her ears. “But the common people were in the right!”

This should have been an opportunity to win public favor!

“If the authorities gave in to the demands of these commoners today, wouldn’t that embolden them to defy their superiors in the future?

Today, they punish some minor officials; tomorrow, they’d come after the magistrates; the day after that, the prefect. And one day, would they try to overthrow the emperor himself?” The staff member’s tone was dripping with sarcasm.

Having seen countless worlds in his missions, he was deeply familiar with the mindset of those in power.

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The guards screamed as they fled in every direction.

The hundred-meter-tall colossus remained motionless, standing outside the stronghold like a reaper from the abyss.

Moments later, chaos erupted within the stronghold.

The flames of torches fell to the ground, igniting patches of straw.

In the commotion, three figures emerged from the depths of the stronghold, their powerful auras radiating authority.

These were the three Heaven-tier Weapon Masters of the Blood Cloud Bandits.

A Heaven-tier Weapon Master could be conferred the title of Earl in Rosha Kingdom yet there were three of them in a bandit stronghold..

At the center stood their leader, a towering man over two meters tall, his body rippling with muscle like a living fortress. On his shoulder rested a massive broadsword capable of cleaving mountains.

“What nonsense are you all screaming about?!”

He looked dissatisfied.

Bandits are bandits, rustic and useless.

If it weren''t for the overall interests of the prince, how could he become the leader of the bandits?

The towering leader cut down a fleeing bandit with a single slash.

“Where is the enemy?!”

Before anyone could respond, the leader’s eyes turned skyward.

His expression froze.

So did the expressions of the other two Heaven-tier Weapon Masters.

A hundred-meter-tall giant.

Even as Heaven-tier Weapon Masters, capable of wielding the power of heaven and earth, they had never faced anything like this.

This was no mere mortal foe.

It was a god.

A cold, detached voice echoed across the mountains.

“Onefold Overlord’s Fist!”

The Tenfold Overlord''s Fists were created by Qi Yuan when he was in Gongxing.

These days, he used his eyes to adapt this boxing technique to this world.

Even now, he only adapted it into the Onefold Overlord''s Fist.

Anyone who tortured ordinary mortals would have no place to survive under this punch.

The giant struck with its fist.

The sheer force of the attack shook the heavens and earth, a power beyond mortal comprehension.

The three Heaven-tier Weapon Masters screamed in terror.

But their screams were fleeting—a brief testament to their futile resistance.

The next moment, the stronghold was engulfed in devastation.

With two strikes, the monstrous colossus annihilated most of the Blood Cloud Bandits, leaving only the innocent civilians and captured women alive.

The survivors trembled on the ground, unable to muster the courage to even look up.

Above them, the colossal figure’s lips moved.

Its voice thundered like the decree of a god:

“There is no light in this world, only the Divine Descent!”

“With the light in my hand, I will banish the darkness!”

“If there is injustice, summon me—the Divine Descent!”

For a moment, the survivors were bewildered, unable to comprehend the meaning of these words.

Then, an elderly man, trembling with age, raised his head.

Tears welled in his eyes as he whispered, “He... has returned.”

More and more people seemed to realize something, their faces lighting up with astonishment and joy.

“He... has returned!”