The ending was quite bloody indeed.

"To finish this discussion, let us all take one slice each from this man!" Someone decided after a few minutes of stalemate.

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"NOOOOOOO!" The arrogant man roared in defeat. Should this come to pass, he would die with a literal death of a thousand cuts!

He tried to run and fly at the same time but made a sorrowful view instead because of his panic.

"BANG!" He fell face down into the ground.

"Master Sun Yan!"

"Help me please!" The arrogant man pleaded for rescue from his owner.

"I don't know you at all." A voice replied with great indifference.

"Throw him back for the seniors to process!" Sun Yan instructed his servants.

Although he was also in the Heaven Realm but in the face of this enormous adversity, his Heaven Realm cultivation base was nothing in front of these many powerhouses.

Sun Yan counted that there were more than one thousand Heaven Realm Experts who joined in the debate earlier.

It was obvious that Sun Yan was extremely helpless even though he wanted to help his man in the forefront.

In the end, this arrogant man shall serve as the only sacrifice so that the 30 million men and women could get to live in this unexpected tribulation.

"BOOM!" A merciless kick launched the arrogant man back into the fray. Much to the pleasure of the cruel cultivators that surrounded him.

"Are you ready, little man?" Someone laughed in the audience and he was echoed by more laughter from his counterparts.

"I shall take the first cut. Let me take an ear from you." A Heaven Realm cultivator started the slaughter.

"FLASH!" The strong cultivator unsheathed his sword and a blinding sword energy parted the night in the middle.

This was an overkill for a task as simple as cutting an ear from an Earth Realm junior.

Alas, everyone wanted to impress Senior Clark and this Heaven Realm Cultivator give it his best shot nonetheless. The momentum surged and accumulated to an unbelievable degree.

If this sword strike would land, even the tallest mountains would shatter to mere rubble in consequence.

The Heaven Realm cultivator was about to take an ear off but our bored gamer finally decided to make his thoughts known at this time.

"If you should kill... then kill with nimble purpose."

"Don't stain my vision with this travesty any longer than necessary." It did not need telling that this farce was ruining Clark's good mood and this was not great at all for everyone around him.

"I apologize, Senior Clark!" The Heaven Realm cultivator bowed and then merely waved his sword without ado.

"THUD!" The sound of tearing flesh was heard and then one poor man's heart was destroyed on the spot.

The arrogant man wanted to retain at least a fragment of his soul in order to escape his dying body but alas, a chaotic sword energy devoured his soul thereafter.

Thus, the nameless arrogant man died body and soul.

"Clean the area and continue cooking. Let us make our first night here in this alien continent be one worthy of remembrance." Clark said out loud to his 30,000 retinues.

"Aye, aye! Senior Clark!" The men under our bored gamer shouted in assent. In their eyes, Senior Clark was a supreme being that was almost an invisible existence above all.

With this kind of strong backer amongst them, they would even march into hell itself and believe that they could conquer the devil's cage without fail.

* * *

Two hours quickly passed and the stomachs of many could not help but grumble at this time.

It was almost 8 o'clock in the evening and there was still one clan who has yet to have dinner tonight.

Food and beverages might have been the simple concern of the masses but to those old monsters in this gathering of 500 billion souls, there was another more important topic.

"I wonder when our Fellow Daoist Clark would show his face." An aged expert whispered in the void. This one was surprisingly an Enlightened Realm cultivator.

He was paying close attention since our avid gamer had made his move earlier in the day.

Clark's identity has of course made great ripples into their ranks since no one has ever heard or known any expert with a surname of Clark.

"Can you see into the veil of Clark's carriage, Fellow Daoist?" Someone asked unto someone else. This person was referring to an Enlightened Realm expert who specializes in divination.

It did not need telling that most of them had tried to spy into our good gamer's car but was restricted by the formation contained in this special artifact.

Thus they could only ask further guidance in someone who majored in this field of practice.

"I would rather not say, Fellow Daoist. I do not want to offend Fellow Daoist Clark for a minor thing like this one." An old woman's voice answered the query of many.

She had indeed seen our very own protagonist inside and what she witnessed was rather delicate in nature.

As always, Clark had been busy satisfying his harem inside his Fortress of Love. This was why this female Enlightened Realm expert chose to keep this truth a secret unto her peers.

It was not that important after all.

"Tell us, Fellow Daoist. We are very eager to know more about F..." The talk between the top dogs in the 4 outer continents of this world continued in the void.

* * *

Another hour passed and all the dishes were cooked to perfection. Big jars of liquor were also displayed on the table.

It was easy to see that the men and women under our bored gamer's command have indeed prepared very much for this long journey.

They had full stock of monster meat and wine that would last them for at least 1 thousand years of travel. Seasoned cultivators really know how to be equipped for any eventuality.

In this regard, Clark was truly proud of his people.

"CREAK!" The only carriage that was the focus of billions of spiritual slash divine senses finally opened up at last.