Lu Jin and countless ordinary people from the real world were inexplicably abducted by a divine force and dumped into a vast cultivation world.
They thought it was going to be a wondrous transmigration, but instead, the gods laid a vicious curse upon them.
Whenever people from their world drew close, an uncontrollable bloodlust surged from the depths of their souls!
Kill former friends, classmates, and acquaintances, and you could seize their innate gifts and grow stronger through cultivation.
Every meeting meant a fight to the death. Fellow countrymen became mortal enemies.
Old friends drew their blades against each other, and former companions stabbed one another in the back.
He had to resist the urge to kill within his soul at every moment, while dodging the endless pursuit of his fellow countrymen and being forced to fight back just to survive.
Every time he struck, he endured a spiritual hell, burdened by the knowledge that he had personally harmed his own people.
Blood from his fellow countrymen stained the land everywhere, and betrayal and hunting were all around.
The gods, enthroned high above in the clouds of the Ninth Heaven, watched indifferently as the bloodbath they had orchestrated unfolded.
"If the gods have set a game with no way out..."
Lu Jin, drenched in blood, lifted his eyes toward the divine court. All that remained in his gaze was bone-deep coldness.
"Then I'll shatter their thrones and slaughter every god in the heavens!"
