Who wants to become a god? Aren't you all forcing me?

Beside a small stream on North Huang Mountain,

Corpses lay strewn haphazardly across the ground, piled atop one another. Crimson blood pooled in the uneven earth, forming countless small, red puddles that reflected the eerie moonlight.

Li Chenqiu leaned languidly against an old locust tree, rhythmically tapping his finger against a pool of blood beside him, the sound of 'plink, plink' echoing as droplets of blood slid slowly from his fingertip.

“Finally here!” Li Chenqiu's eyes were dark. He slowly closed them, remaining as still as a dead man.

Just then, a flurry of footsteps approached from afar. More than fifty Resurrected Ones arrived nearby. The leading young woman, Feng Qian, raised her arm, stopping the others in their tracks.

“Stop! Don't approach!” Feng Qian cried out, her face stricken.

When the beams of their flashlights fell upon the stream, a chill ran up everyone's spines, straight to the crown of their heads. An atmosphere of dread spread like a flu.

“A-all… dead?”

“How could this be? How could this be? Brother, brother!!!”

One of them turned deathly pale in an instant, his bloodshot eyes fixed on a corpse beside the stream. His feet moved forward involuntarily.

The man beside him grabbed him, pointing at the corpses by the stream and coldly shouting, “Are you crazy? Don't you see how many people died there?”

“My brother…”

“Shut up! Wait for Brother Xu!” Feng Qian snapped impatiently, “Anyone who wants to die can go ahead, I won't stop you!”

Feng Qian's shout quelled the emotional turmoil, and those affected gradually quieted down, warily surveying their surroundings as they waited for Xu Yuan to arrive.

Feng Qian stared intently at the corpses by the stream, her breathing involuntarily quickening.

More than fifty Resurrected Ones, including Zhang Tong, a top-tier Third Restriction expert, had died silently, unable to even escape. Was this the work of the New World, or was it Li Chenqiu?

Li Chenqiu raised an eyebrow under the old locust tree, opened his eyes, and looked in surprise at the direction of Feng Qian and the others.

He had assumed they would rush over, but it seemed he had underestimated their caution.

“Since an ambush is out of the question, then let's just kill them!”

A faint crimson glow flashed in Li Chenqiu's eyes as he slowly stood up, supporting himself on the old locust tree.

The distance between the two sides wasn't far, and Feng Qian's group naturally heard the movement from Li Chenqiu's direction.

“Sister Feng, it sounds like someone's there!” someone said cautiously.

Feng Qian took a few steps back while ordering, “Shine the flashlights over there!”

Instantly, countless beams of white light converged on Li Chenqiu, his figure exposed to everyone without cover.

“Xue Dayong?”

“Sister Feng, that's Xue Dayong, Brother Xu's lackey!” a man with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks exclaimed.

“Why is he here? Isn't this Zhang Tong's team?” Feng Qian muttered to herself, then shouted at Li Chenqiu, “Xue Dayong, come over here!”

“Alright.”

Li Chenqiu replied calmly, taking large strides until he was just ten meters away from the group. As he tried to get closer, Feng Qian reached out to stop him.

Feng Qian sized Li Chenqiu up and down, a hint of suspicion in her eyes. “I'm asking you, what happened here earlier? Why are you the only one who survived? How did they die?”

Li Chenqiu smiled, and without saying a word, he stepped towards Feng Qian.

“W-what are you doing?” Feng Qian retreated step by step.

“I want to… kill you all!”

Li Chenqiu's figure flashed, his terrifying speed causing the fallen leaves on the ground to be swept aside. Just as Feng Qian's hair fluttered in front of her forehead, Li Chenqiu's cold face loomed before her, a fist following like a shadow.

Just as Li Chenqiu's fist was about to strike Feng Qian, she suddenly opened her mouth: “Switch!”

Bang!

The sound of a skull shattering echoed across the field, but it wasn't Feng Qian who had died, but a male Resurrected One.

Li Chenqiu withdrew his fist, turning to look at the terrified Feng Qian standing a few meters away.

The sudden scene stunned the Resurrected Ones present, and they all retreated in a panic.

“Xue Dayong, what… what are you doing?” someone mustered the courage to ask.

Before Li Chenqiu could speak, Feng Qian spoke first, “He's not Xue Dayong, prepare to fight!”

With that, the space around Feng Qian seemed to distort for a moment, and the next second, a gust of wind rushed towards the back of Li Chenqiu's head.

Li Chenqiu exerted force from his waist, moving his entire upper body to the side. The hair on his forehead brushed past Feng Qian's fist.

“Your ability is quite interesting, being able to switch bodies with others. I almost fell for it.” Li Chenqiu said calmly.

If the other party had a long-range or area-of-effect ability, Li Chenqiu would find it very troublesome, but he felt no pressure in close combat.

Although the two's strength and speed were not much different, their control over their bodies and the allocation of strength were worlds apart.

“I hope you stay so relaxed!”

Feng Qian sneered, her fists waving towards Li Chenqiu like continuous waves. Li Chenqiu was like a boat on the waves, seemingly on the verge of collapse, but always able to find a way out.

“What impressive boxing skills, one move after another, truly a feast for the eyes.” Li Chenqiu praised, but these words were blatant mockery in Feng Qian's ears.

“What are you all standing around for? Attack together!” Feng Qian shouted loudly.

At this moment, she finally understood why Zhang Tong and the others had been wiped out. This person's ability was disguise. This person first killed Zhang Tong by surprise, and then effortlessly killed the others.

As for the other party's identity, Feng Qian already understood it. Besides the New World, who else would need to do this?

“Hmph, now that I've seen through your disguise, let's see how you can continue to remain calm.” Feng Qian thought to herself, her hand movements becoming faster and faster, using her ability to constantly attack Li Chenqiu from various strange angles.

This was not as narrow as the hotel corridor. With the siege of more than fifty people and Feng Qian's occasional insidious moves, even if Li Chenqiu could absolutely control his body, he still suffered many injuries, but for the Resurrected Ones, these injuries were insignificant.

Wind blades, earth thorns, fire scorch…

One fancy ability after another constantly pierced Li Chenqiu's thighs, arms, chest…

But there was no pain on his face, only near-mad excitement. This feeling of being at a loss was too fascinating for him.

The intense pain stimulated Li Chenqiu's brain over and over again, and endorphins were rapidly secreted under this condition, spreading throughout his nerves, making his movements faster and faster, and his observation more and more detailed.

Conversely, the Resurrected Ones besieging Li Chenqiu became more and more horrified and desperate as they fought.

“Damn it, doesn't this guy feel pain? Is he a robot?!”

“It's fine if he doesn't feel pain, but why is he getting faster and faster? Is he on drugs?”

“I can't hit his brow at all, is this guy's head equipped with a motor?!”

Just as Li Chenqiu was gradually gaining the upper hand, Feng Qian jumped into the air, her hips twisting greatly, and her lower leg lashed out at Li Chenqiu's head like a whip.

Li Chenqiu's eyes narrowed. Just as he raised his arm to block in front of him, Feng Qian's red lips parted slightly: “Switch!”