Sword in hand, I reached the southern gate of the city. I looked at Xu Yang, who was currently defending the gate, and said, "Give me some space, I’m going out for a bit."

"Oh?" Xu Yang was puzzled by my request. "Are you going out to die?"

"Don’t worry!"

I strode out of the gates confidently as I came to face to face with a whole sea of red-named players. But I wasn’t worried, because most of these players belonged to The Monarch Descends. Ling Xueshang stood at the head of this huge crowd of players, her bow held lightly in her hands. Purple Wind Chime, Mo Xiaoxiao, and Ice Lemon had all accompanied her here, and every single one of them was an elite player. As a member of the CGL Hall of Fame, Ling Xueshang would have no problem recruiting a team of elite players.

After all, the CGL Hall of Fame represented a standard of excellence and getting into it was nothing less than a badge of honor, proof of one’s transcendent skill. Therefore, any member of the Hall of Fame was able to attract a crowd of devout followers that would follow them to the ends of the world.

……

As I walked toward Ling Xueshang, I sheathed the Heaven-stealing Sword into the scabbard slung across my back. A huge grin bloomed on my face as I went to greet her.

Ling Xueshang raised a hand and smiled at the guild members gathered behind her. "Stop the attack. From this moment onward, The Monarch Descends has officially entered...