What are you?" Louba Tian was at a loss, how could this person know about an event that occurred in his dream.
"Me, I am merely a humble servant to my lord." Feng Zhiming shrugged his shoulders while shaking his head.
"Don't lie to me, what kind of trickery have you used?!"
"You speak of lies but fail to see the ones in front of you." he looked at him with an expression of pity.
As Louba Tian was contemplating what Feng Zhiming had said, he heard a voice in his head that sounded like himself.
"Why was that bastard Eli smiling when talking about the spoils, there wasn't anything good there? How could that pipsqueak coward fight without asking for help? Why was Eli trying to kill their hostage?"
Feng Zhiming smirked and leapt out of the hole.
"I think you know the answer to all those questions." he said slowly.
Louba Tian stood up and began to walk backwards while slowly beginning to tremble.
"How can you know what I'm thinking?" his mind had begun to fall apart at the seams.
As he was walking backwards, he felt a bump and saw the dead bodies of all his fellow bandits laid out behind him.
He was at a loss for words and fell back first on one of the bodies.
"YOU, HOW COULD YOU HAVE ESCAPED!?" The sound of Eli yelling at someone outside the camp interrupted their conversation.
"ELI COME HERE, THIS KID ISN'T NORMAL!" Louba Tian yelled for help.
Feng Zhiming raised his hand and opened it waiting to receive something, it was almost like he could see the future as a head came hurling out of the darkness into his hand.
"Here he is." he held the head in front of Louba Tian's face the blood still dripping from his neck. It had been cut so cleanly that if it was placed back on the body it might not seem to be severed in the first place.
"E-Eli!?" Louba Tian was horrified, how could a QI Condensation junior possibly kill Eli who was at the Ethereal Core stage.
"I planned to have him lead but he tried to choke me, useless." Feng Zhiming tossed the head to Louba Tian, he no longer wanted to touch the disgusting thing.
Louba Tian turned the head to find it speaking to him.
"Chief, I am Chief, I am Chief." it said slowly with a wide smile on its face.
Louba Tian quickly threw the head away and began to crawl backwards over the dead bodies of his allies.
"I wanted to use you as well, but I can't very well leave a participant alive, can I."
Louba Tian stopped crawling for a moment when he heard the word participant.
Since he did not question what Feng Zhiming said, Feng Zhiming had confirmed his suspicion, he was truly a player.
Slowly he released his art of demonic suppression, his cultivation began to soar from the third layer of Qi Condensation to the ninth, and it was still going up.
"After all, what kind of Bandit leader would sleep without a woman to accompany him especially when all his minions were doing the opposite, not very obedient to your inherited memories are you." Feng Zhiming clicked his tongue disapprovingly.
Louba Tian who had been trying to stand fell to his knees once more, the existence before him had begun to weigh down on him with such pressure that he couldn't even raise his eyes to look at him anymore.
He quickly retrieved his storage ring and removed his spiritual imprint from it, unlocking it to the prying eyes of anyone who wanted to look.
"Take it, take it, please let me go!" he pleaded.
Feng Zhiming examined the ring as he held it.
The thing they sent him after was actually some type of scroll.
"What is it that you want, I'll do anything!"
Feng Zhiming smiled, his cultivation had shot up to the Dao Lord realm in the eyes of Louba Tian.
"Unfortunately, I prefer the loyalty of those who turned to me in times of desperation over those who merely fear me. In terms of what I actually want."
He leaned in before whispering something to him.
"To win of course."
Louba Tian felt something pierce his back and noticed his heart had been stabbed, he turned around to see it was the headless body of Eli.
"Nothing to gain and nothing to lose." he said with his slowly fading voice.
The head that had fallen nearby was repeating the same thing.
"I am Chief, I am Chief."
Louba Tian's eyes rolled back, and his body died, Feng Zhiming placed his palm on Louba Tian's head and sent a wave of spiritual energy through his body, obliterating any semblance of life that he may have had left just in case.
A message appeared in his mind.
[what would you like your name to be on the rankings?]
Feng Zhiming was pleasantly surprised, he was glad he would be famous again in this world.
"Demonic Crow of the heavens." he thought.
Maybe someone who was extra cautious or paranoid may avoid changing their name like participant 33, but Feng Zhiming was no coward.
[Participant 46 has been eliminated, cause of elimination: Fear]
[Elimination Count Rankings]
No.1 (Participant 33):1 elimination
No.1 (Demonic Crow of the heavens):1 elimination
[Remaining participants: 97]
"Fear? Did I really scare him to death, haha."
Feng Zhiming turned to look at the scene before him, a group of 36 women stood before him, including his previous allied disciple the tall girl.
"Thank you to the forgotten vessel for his generosity." a woman with a light blue hair and a cultivation at the Quasi Spiritual Awakening realm spoke to him as she knelt.
"No need for thanks, Anissa, this is the will of the Forgotten One."
The bandits were in Feng Zhiming's hands from the moment he had stepped in the camp.
The instance Feng Zhiming had entered the camp his spiritual sense covered it in its entirety, he implanted a strand of his spiritual energy within every living being in the camp.
This allowed him to utilize his demonic phenomena.
A demonic phenomena was an ability that was a manifestation of one's nature, it was something a cultivator could awaken after establishing their foundation. However, it wasn't something guaranteed to occur, many cultivators went their entire lives without ever manifesting one.
It was usually awakened at a moment of enlightenment or a life and death battle.
Feng Zhiming's demonic phenomena was known as the omen of death, it held an extremely distinct type of power, the power of suggestion. The demonic phenomena was able to convince people of things that didn't exist or sway their decision-making.
Feng Zhiming chuckled.
Once, he had taken an assassination mission and utilized his demonic phenomena to convince his target that the true immortal was calling to him and he had to end his own life to meet him.
In the end, the contractor didn't believe he had been the one to kill him, so naturally he killed the contractor and robbed him.