Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Near Hu Mountain.

Inside the City God Temple, shaded by lush and verdant cypress trees with dense canopies like umbrellas.

A group of players from the Bloodthirsty Guild had just respawned there.

Their faces were pale, they were in a weakened state, and the levels of their Martial Arts Realm had collectively dropped by ten percent.

An atmosphere of tragic anger filled the entire City God Temple.

”Damn it, those wretched runts from Black Wind Village, they’re just getting cocky because they’ve got a powerful Village Chief backing them!”

An angry voice suddenly burst from someone’s lips.

As if triggering a chain reaction, the others around also began furiously cursing.

”The Black Wind Village bandits, every single one deserves death, sooner or later I’ll get stronger and capture that Black Wind Village Chief to light a sky lantern!”

”Hey hey, that Big Zhuang guy looks really tough, lighting a sky lantern off him would probably take a long time, huh?”

”The guild leader said to rest for a while and then immediately leave the City God Temple to prevent those wretched runts from Black Wind Village from blocking the door.”

A group of players from the Bloodthirsty Guild were discussing amongst themselves.

Suddenly, a loud and clear eagle cry came from outside the temple.

The group of players couldn’t help but be startled, sensing that something bad was about to happen.

”No way?”

”It shouldn’t... right?”

Suddenly, the sound of swords being drawn rang out one after another.

The players, weapons in hand, rushed out of the City God Temple and immediately their expressions froze, their eyes filled with fear and disbelief as they stared at a man and eagle diving from the sky.

That figure cloaked in black mist indicating extreme danger, that hulking figure carrying a golden knife and... and damn it, having tied up a Master of Tyrant Hall, loomed over them like a relentless nightmare.

”Black Wind Village Chief!!”

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”Shit! The Black Wind Village Chief with the Master of Tyrant Hall tied to his back scared the crap out of me, about to blow my hemorrhoids, run for it!”

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”Fuck... The Big Boss is actually chasing us to the City God Temple. Isn’t there any justice or law left?”

Scream after scream suddenly erupted as all players scattered like frightened birds, desperately fleeing for their lives.

However, how could they outrun Jiang Da Li, who was soaring through the skies?

Jiang Da Li didn’t even need to swoop down to strike; he simply released Hidden Weapons from mid-air, and the Bloodthirsty Guild’s players were mowed down swiftly, just like cutting wheat.

In no time at all, flashes of white light formed a large swath.

The Bloodthirsty Guild’s players had hardly revived when they quickly fell again and returned to the City God Temple.

Again and again, this cycle repeated.

Some players from the Bloodthirsty Guild had their Martial Arts Realm almost completely drained by being cycled through deaths, turning into novices who were just entering the Martial World.

Some were collapsing into sobs, some wailed for mercy.

And there were those who gave up entirely, adopting a mindset of ’all is lost’ and crazily seeking death.

All the vicissitudes of life continued to unfold here.

Players may not be able to die indeed,

But with too many consecutive deaths, the penalties for dying were enough to cause many to collapse. It represented the loss of months of hard cultivation, and it was difficult for those with less resilience to accept, even those with a strong mentality were greatly distressed.

Many players from the Bloodthirsty Guild thereafter utterly despised the Black Wind Village Chief, Jiang Da Li, swearing that they would one day grow stronger and kill this cursed Boss.

Naturally, Jiang Da Li would not spare these players just because they cried and begged for mercy.

As a Boss, he took his role seriously; he kept his word, saying he would kill seven times and so he did seven times.

Some things, if not done to the extreme, won’t cause much of a stir among the player community.

Besides, the Bloodthirsty Guild was an enemy faction that had long wanted to raid Black Wind Village.

For such an enemy, Jiang Da Li would not show the slightest mercy.

Thus, for the next half a day, the City God Temple near Hu Li Gully was practically graced by Jiang Da Li’s presence.

In the eyes of countless Bloodthirsty Guild players, this Big Boss had almost become a demon.

As soon as they saw his dangerous figure cloaked in black mist appearing high in the sky, they all scattered like birds and beasts, yet soon enough they would still be caught up to and killed.

In the end, Jiang Da Li even grew too lazy to make a move.

He simply sat on the mountaintop.

Using the body of the Master of Tyrant Hall as a pillow to lean against.

He drank wine and watched the Martial World with amusement.

He only sent out Demon Hawk with several players like Zhongyuan Miao Renfeng to chase and kill the players from the Bloodthirsty Guild at various locations.

Whenever they encountered tough opponents, Demon Hawk, a minor Boss-level creature, would join the fray and help to take them down.

So, a scene that made numerous foreign players participating in the pursuit envious happened.

Players from Black Wind Village were actually taking turns riding Demon Hawk in the sky, chasing and killing players from the Bloodthirsty Guild.

What a cool privilege that was.

Taking turns on Demon Hawk.

”Boo hoo hoo, I also want to ride the eagle. The treatment for joining Black Wind Village as a mountain bandit is too good. Why didn’t I think of that before, and instead joined Golden Saber Sect? Now it’s over, not to mention a golden saber, I haven’t even seen a silver one.”

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”Envious and resentful. I’m even thinking of leaving Snow Mountain Sect and joining the bandits in the mountains.”

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”The introductory token of Xingxiu Sect suddenly lost its appeal. Maybe I’ll sell it and go be a bandit.”

The Jianghu Forum’s section was boiling over again.

The words ”Black Wind Village” almost dominated the public screen.

On the cover image of a post at the very top of the screen.

It was Jiang Da Li sitting casually on the mountaintop, leaning against the Master of Tyrant Hall as he drank, smiling as Demon Hawk and his underling bandits pursued members of the Bloodthirsty Guild.

The title was—”Amidst lofty aspirations and hearty laughter, life’s troubles are drowned in wine! What defines an overlord? The Black Wind Village Chief, Jiang Da Li!”

Inside the post, countless players commented as they watched the videos of the fights, their blood boiling with excitement, screaming their desire to join Black Wind Village, to ride Demon Hawk, to slay their enemies.

Of course, some players expressed outrage, saying that Black Wind Village was bullying the weak.