The moment Sha opened his eyes, he found himself in the chaotic Primordial World. In the first blind vote, the players immediately voted out Taishang Laojun Li Er. The killer had neither searched for clues nor verified anything, yet somehow managed to vote a Sage to death. Guan Xingyun clutched the script in his hand, his fingertips turning white, as the countdown to the self-defense round ticked overhead. Killing intent locked onto him from every direction. Suddenly, his identity card glowed with a faint blue light: the authority of the Investiture’s Advance Envoy had been activated. In a flash, a cold gleam burst forth, and a scarlet glow enveloped him as he escaped Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens. He endured a deadly trap with the immense fortune of nine lifetimes of killing calamities. Something was wrong with this murder-mystery script. Someone was trying to use the game to kill a Sage.
