As for the Rest, None Survived

A day later. The event labyrinth, fourth floor. Yu Xian and Chi Feihong had grown so bored that they were now playing rock-paper-scissors. Circles had been inked all over both their faces. They stared intently at each other’s hands, trying to predict what the other would throw next. Suddenly, Little Nora appeared at the far end of the corridor. The moment she spotted Yu Xian, she dashed forward in a rush of emotion and threw herself straight into his arms, crying excitedly, "Big Bro!" "Little Nora, are you cold? Quick, wrap yourself up." Yu Xian embraced her and hurriedly pulled out a blanket to drape over her shoulders. Tears streamed down Little Nora's face. "Little Sister Huangquan... she was killed by bad people! And Big Sis Nora, and everyone else—they're all gone!" "You're saying everyone was killed?" Yu Xian's expression gradually grew grim. Little Nora nodded repeatedly, looking up at him with tear-filled eyes. She recounted everything she had witnessed and all that had transpired afterward. When she finished, absolute silence descended upon the air. Chi Feihong swallowed hard. This was the very first time he had truly experienced what it meant to witness the calm before the storm. Even though Yu Xian's expression had barely shifted, and even though Yu Xian's level was far lower than his own, he could genuinely feel an immense, crushing pressure radiating from him. He was one hundred percent certain that Yu Xian was furious. "Is that so?" Yu Xian spoke calmly. In an instant, he had already analyzed and understood exactly what had happened. Evidently, other class users had formed a squad to hunt down whoever had advanced first to trigger the next floor. It was just that this time, Nora and the others had become the victims instead. "In that case, there is no need to keep playing this game." Yu Xian stood up from the ground with Little Nora in his arms. One summoned beast after another teleported directly to his side, each cradling treasure chests in their paws and claws. "Master, you intend to..." Chi Feihong stared at Yu Xian in shock, his voice tinged with disbelief. Yu Xian offered a faint smile. "I plan to... sweep the Zhen Realm completely clean. Next time everyone enters, we'll all start from the very same starting line." *Hiss!* Chi Feihong sucked in a sharp breath of cold air. The words sounded unassuming enough, but a moment's thought revealed the truth: Yu Xian intended to wipe out every single class user in the entire Zhen Realm, emptying it out completely. "Let's go. On to the next floor." Yu Xian picked up one of the chests and spoke to Chi Feihong. Since Nora and the others couldn't continue playing this game, then no one else would get to play it either. From that point on, Yu Xian led his summoned beasts in an all-out sweep for the treasure chests on every floor. The moment they secured nine chests, they immediately advanced to the next level without the slightest hesitation or delay. Several days later, Yu Xian stepped onto the one hundredth floor. Watching the countdown timer on the hundredth floor begin to tick down, Chi Feihong said with a complex expression, "Now, I'm certain of it. Across the entire Baihe Continent, the class users who survive won't even count up to five fingers." At a guess, the remaining class users were likely still stuck around the seventh or eighth floor, with the fastest among them not even past the thirtieth. They were doomed. In seven days, every last one of them would die! Because this was already the final floor, Yu Xian and his companions were in no hurry to leave. Through the tireless efforts of his summoned beasts, chests were systematically gathered one after another. Chi Feihong suddenly realized something: the number of class users who could leave the Zhen Realm alive wasn't 'fewer than five'—it was only the three of them. Yu Xian was leaving no way out for anyone. On the one hundredth floor, Yu Xian had no intention of leaving behind a single chest. Without chests, even if someone managed to reach the hundredth floor in time, they would still meet certain death. This was utterly ruthless. Time ticked steadily away. As Yu Xian and his party continued hoarding every last chest on the hundredth floor, the lower levels had already begun to collapse. The 10th floor. Countless class users had gone mad. Some clung to futile hope, dashing frantically through the labyrinth in search of any chest that might still exist. Others had given up entirely, simply slumping in corners to await their end. Some even turned on each other in bloody slaughter, while others made desperate confessions of love or knelt to beg for mercy. Finally, the timer struck zero. The entire labyrinth crumbled to dust in an instant. The class users trapped within disintegrated alongside it, returning together into nothingness. Another half hour passed. The 11th floor. Amidst the despair of countless class users, the entire labyrinth shattered, reducing legions of them to ash and smoke. Floor after floor of the labyrinth vanished as their timers expired. Millions of class users perished in the blink of an eye. Yet those who still clung to life were the ones enduring the true torment. Watching the clock slowly bleed down toward zero while knowing the 100th floor remained unimaginably distant was a brand of despair potent enough to drive anyone insane. Some began cursing the class user who had trapped and doomed them all. They did not know that the one who had set their demise in motion was Yu Xian, but they knew someone out there had done it. They screamed out frantic curses, insults, and venomous vitriol until, carrying their bitter, unyielding resentment, they were all forcibly logged out by death. The 99th floor. Qingshan Yuque swiftly scooped up a chest, then darted at breakneck speed toward his next objective. The Baihe Continent was home to many reclusive powerhouses, and Qingshan Yuque stood as the strongest among them. His level was as high as Level 250; he had remained in the Zhen Realm only because his equipment enhancements were not yet perfected. Now, he deeply regretted not taking a gamble earlier. Had he known an event this lethal would occur, he would have preferred to risk it all on shattering the void. That would have been far better than being trapped now, unable to shatter the void even if he wanted to, left with no choice but to gamble on reaching the 100th floor. Fortunately, his speed had already surpassed the ordinary speed of light. As long as he searched earnestly, it took him an average of only ten-odd minutes to track down a chest. The speed of light differed across different universes. In the Zhen Realm, the speed of light could naturally be surpassed. Unfortunately, exceeding light speed here did not cause time to flow backward, so he could not exploit any loophole to clear the challenge. Even so, traveling at light speed meant he could gather chests far faster than anyone else. Even if he had been careless at the start, the moment he took things seriously, he could locate chests with maximum speed in the shortest possible time. At last, he gathered three chests and immediately opted to enter the next floor. A flash of white light enveloped him, and he materialized on the 100th floor. Seeing that half a day still remained on the timer, he finally exhaled a long breath of relief, a smile spreading across his face. Half a day was more than ample. Qingshan Yuque pulled out a bottle of water, took a sip, and let out a murderous chuckle. "Whoever got here first, just you wait. Once we're out of here... you're a dead man!" He utterly despised the person ahead of him. If not for that bastard, he could have lingered on every floor far longer to claim countless more chests. During this event, he had already gathered enough Enhancement Lucky Talismans to push his gear to +10. One could only imagine how lavish the event's rewards were and how many miraculous treasures remained hidden within those chests. Yet because of that scoundrel, he had been forced to abandon those chests with a bleeding heart. After suffering such an enormous loss, he would definitely slaughter the bastard responsible. Yet half an hour later, he ground to a halt, drenched in cold sweat. He had already swept through nearly half the labyrinth, but there were no chests. Not a single one. "How could there be no chests? Could it be possible to leave directly? But where is the log out button?!" Qingshan Yuque muttered to himself. Refusing to accept reality, he dashed on, scouring the labyrinth for any sign of a chest. Yet the entire labyrinth was dead and empty—there was nothing at all. Slowly, the minutes ticked away. He dropped to his knees, staring in utter despair as the countdown bled down toward zero. "Aaaarrrrggghhh!" In that final, fleeting instant, Qingshan Yuque let out a wail of pure despair. With that, only three class users remained across the entire Baihe Continent. As for the rest, none survived.