Game Reversed

The air around Lam Minh seemed to freeze the moment all four strangers attacked at once. Fighting like this was normal for Lam Minh, if they were Madakaros. But this was different. Four opponents, all at Peak Foundation Establishment, but their power and coordination far surpassed anything he had ever faced.

The four-armed man roared and charged like a ferocious beast. His four arms moved with terrifying speed; his two main arms threw punches carrying powerful force, while his two auxiliary arms turned into sharp steel whips, lashing out at cunning angles, sealing all of Lam Minh's escape routes.

At the same time, the winged girl shot up into the sky. Her wings were not just for flying; they were also weapons. She flapped them, and a barrage of feathers, hard as steel and sharp as daggers, rained down, covering Lam Minh's entire position.

The remaining two, one male and one female, did not stand idle. The male had a strange ability; his skin suddenly became as hard as rock, and his hands turned into two sledgehammers. He charged in, choosing a direct angle of attack, using pure strength to suppress. The other girl was more agile, her body becoming as flexible as if she had no bones. She moved erratically, holding two daggers, searching for an opening to deliver a fatal blow.

This was a perfect pincer attack, from all directions, from the sky and the ground, without a single gap.

Faced with this situation, Lam Minh's leisurely expression vanished. His eyes became extremely serious. He erupted with the full spiritual energy of a perfected Peak Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The Thuan Thien sword in his hand drew a defensive circle, creating a whirlwind of jade-green sword qi that knocked away the incoming feathers.

CLANG! KENG! KENG!

The sound of metal clashing rang out continuously.

But just as he neutralized the attack from the air, the other three had already closed in.

He was forced to face the punch of the rock-skinned man head-on.

BAM!

He used his sword to block, but the force was too great, pushing his entire body back several steps, his arm going numb.

In that single moment of being pushed back, the two steel whips of the four-armed man had already lashed out. Lam Minh hastily spun to dodge, but one whip still grazed his back, leaving a burning, bloody welt. At the same time, the boneless girl's dagger was already at his neck.

He gritted his teeth, used all his strength, channeled Dragon qi into his legs, and stomped hard on the ground, creating a propulsive force to leap backward, just barely dodging the fatal stab.

In just the first few seconds of the exchange, he had been completely pushed into a disadvantage.

"Dammit! These monsters!" he cursed inwardly. Their power was absurd. Each one had combat power equal to, or even greater than, a normal Peak Foundation Establishment cultivator. When they combined their strength, it wasn't just additive; it was multiplied.

"Haha! Weak pure-blood humans!" the four-armed man laughed loudly. "You are no match for perfect creations like us!"

They gave him no time to breathe. They charged in again, their coordination becoming even more seamless.

Lam Minh had to use all his combat experience and skills to defend himself. He moved continuously, advancing and retreating, his swordsmanship unpredictably changing. He couldn't attack, only defend with difficulty, trying to find a glimmer of hope in the storm of assaults.

But his opponents were too strong. They seemed to have no weaknesses. The four-armed man was a well-rounded fighter. The winged girl controlled the airspace. The rock-skinned man was a steel wall. And the boneless girl was a deadly, elusive blade.

After about ten minutes of hard fighting, Lam Minh's body was covered in wounds. His spiritual energy was also nearly depleted. He began to pant, his movements becoming slower.

"Let's end this!" the girl in the air shouted.

She dove down like a hawk, her sharp wings like two saber blades, slashing straight at Lam Minh.

At the same time, the other three also unleashed their strongest attacks, leaving him no path to survival.

Lam Minh looked at the four destructive attacks rushing towards him. He knew he could no longer block them.

He had no other choice.

A bitter, yet "expectant," smile appeared on his lips.

He dropped the Thuan Thien sword, stood still, and opened his arms wide.

"Come on," he whispered. "Let's see how many points a death at your hands will bring."

The other four were stunned by his strange action. But they didn't hesitate.

The four strongest attacks struck Lam Minh's body simultaneously.

BOOM!!!

A massive explosion rang out. Lam Minh's body, under the power of four enhanced Peak Foundation Establishment cultivators, was torn to shreds, vanishing into the air, an even more gruesome end than when he faced Black Shadow.

"It's over," the four-armed man breathed out, retracting his arms.

"Hmph, I thought he was something special. Turns out he was just all talk," the boneless girl sneered.

They had won. An overwhelming victory.

They were about to turn and leave.

When...

Just like last time, but this time, it was even clearer.

From the void where Lam Minh had just vanished, golden motes of light began to gather.

They slowly swirled, condensed, regenerating every cell, every fiber of flesh, every drop of blood.

A divine and paradoxical scene unfolded before the eyes of the four "perfect creations."

A perfect body, without a single scratch, was slowly being reborn from death.

[Host has died. Annihilated by the combined attack of 4 mutated Peak Foundation Establishment individuals. Received a colossal reward: 80,000 Immortality Points.]

[[INVULNERABILITY] STATE ACTIVATED. TIME REMAINING: 29:59]

The eyes of the four strange beings opened to their absolute limit. The confidence and arrogance on their faces vanished, replaced by a panic and disbelief even more terrifying than Black Shadow's before.

They were experimental products; they had seen many strange things. But a person who could be reborn from the void after being pulverized into ash—this was the first time they had ever witnessed it.

"No... no... a ghost... a demon..." the rock-skinned man stammered, taking a step back.

Lam Minh opened his eyes.

He looked at the four terrified beings and flashed a brilliant smile.

"Round one is over," he said, his voice full of the excitement of someone who had just been "fully recharged." "Shall we begin round two?"

...

"Shall we begin round two?"

Lam Minh's words, though gentle, were like a bolt of lightning striking the minds of the four mutants. The fear of the unknown, of an inexplicable supernatural phenomenon, was even greater than the fear of power.

"What... what is it?" the winged girl stammered, her voice trembling. "How can it come back to life?"

"Impossible! It must be an illusion!" the four-armed man roared, but there was no confidence left in his voice. He was trying to reassure himself and his comrades. "Don't be afraid! All of you, charge! Kill it again! I don't believe it can keep coming back to life forever!"

He was once again the first to charge, his four arms attacking frantically. The other three, though still afraid, also gritted their teeth and followed. Their only hope was that this was some kind of limited secret art.

But this time, they were facing a completely different monster.

Lam Minh stood still, not dodging at all. He let the punches, the steel whips, the sharp feathers, the daggers... all strike his body.

POW! KENG! SWISH!

Piercing sounds rang out. But the result drove the four attackers to despair.

All their attacks, no matter how powerful, were like hitting an indestructible block of divine steel when they touched Lam Minh's naked body. Not a single scratch, not a single dent. His skin didn't even vibrate.

"What... what is this?" the rock-skinned man was stunned. His full-power punch, which could collapse a small building, now couldn't even harm a single hair on his opponent.

"This defense... impossible!"

In the 30 minutes of the [Invulnerability] state, Lam Minh's HP was locked at 100%. He was immortal, indestructible. All physical or energy damage became meaningless.

"Is that all you've got?" Lam Minh sneered, his voice full of disappointment. "It's not even enough to tickle me."

He reached out his hand.

It wasn't a fast movement. Just a normal reach. But in the eyes of the four-armed man, it was strangely slow, so slow that he couldn't possibly dodge it.

Lam Minh grabbed one of his auxiliary arms.

"This extra arm... it's a real eyesore," he said.

Then he pulled hard.

RIIIP!

A gruesome sound echoed. An entire auxiliary arm of the four-armed man, along with a large chunk of flesh, was brutally torn off.

"AAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

The four-armed man let out a terrifying scream of pain, black blood gushing like a fountain.

It happened too fast, too brutally, leaving the other three stunned silent.

Lam Minh didn't stop. He threw away the arm he had just torn off and turned to the stunned rock-skinned man.

"You like to punch?" he smiled. "Let me teach you how to punch."

He also threw a punch.

A punch with no technique, only pure power, amplified by an endless source of energy.

BAM!!!

Lam Minh's fist collided with the rock-skinned man's fist. His rock-hard skin, his pride, shattered like an eggshell. His entire arm was crushed into a bloody pulp.

Lam Minh continued to advance. He was like the god of death strolling through his garden, slowly reaping every life.

The boneless girl, seeing the situation was dire, suddenly transformed her body into a cloud of black smoke, intending to escape.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Lam Minh just took a deep breath. An invisible suction force was created, pulling the entire cloud of black smoke into his mouth. Then he exhaled. The black smoke reformed into the girl, but her face was now filled with despair. Her special ability had been completely neutralized.

Only the winged girl remained, trembling in mid-air. She didn't dare to attack, nor did she dare to run. She knew everything was useless.

The game had been completely reversed. Absolute domination.

Lam Minh looked up at her. "Come down. Or I'll come up there."

The winged girl, in her absolute terror, had lost all will to fight. She slowly descended and knelt on the ground, trembling.

"Spare... spare me... I'll tell you everything..."

Lam Minh looked at the three creatures writhing on the ground and the girl kneeling and begging for mercy. He didn't kill them right away. He still had many questions that needed answers.

He walked over to the four-armed man, who was still the most conscious.

"Speak," he asked coldly. "What is the 'Sacred Cult'? Who are you? Why do you capture humans for experiments?"

The four-armed man, though in pain, still laughed maniacally. "Haha... you'll never know... The Holy Master... will avenge us..."

With that, a red light flashed from within his body.

Lam Minh frowned. "This trick again?"

BOOM!

He self-destructed. The two other heavily injured ones did the same.

Only the kneeling girl didn't explode. Perhaps because she had surrendered, the self-destruct device hadn't been activated.

Lam Minh looked at the trembling girl and walked over. "Alright. Now it's just you. I ask, you answer. If you lie... you know the consequences."

He glanced at his status panel.

[Name: Lam Minh]

[Cultivation: Peak Foundation Establishment (Foundation Perfected)]

[Immortality Points: 308,120/400,000]

"Still short by more than 90,000 points," he thought. "Looks like I'll have to find the nest of this 'Sacred Cult' to meet my 'KPI' for reaching the Golden Core realm."

His gaze fell on the girl, full of "anticipation." This girl was the key to him finding his next "point mine."