The White Land, a fragment of the world influenced by Bai Yi through his heroic spirit abilities.

Here, you can often hear some strange noises, such as:

"Don't come near me!"

Yes, I can tell that the victim is currently in a stable emotional state and doesn't seem to have any negative emotions (I'm sure of it).

A certain naive assassin failed to escape the judgment of the White Land.

Similar to the legendary six blows in one second, hitting the legs, head, and body, the injuries looked severe, but the person was still alive.

Sometimes the victim remains silent, not because of strong endurance, but because the attack is too fast and he doesn't have time to shout.

That's how it is now. With his mobility impaired, he has no ability to resist a barrage of swords.

The white sword energy condensed into countless sharp swords, which now pierced his body in a dense array.

To the untrained eye, it might look like a hedgehog from somewhere, given how big it is.

The assassin was already regretting it, regretting why he had made a bet with the Heroic Spirit Envoy, and even saying that he could definitely hold out for a minute.

Are you kidding me? One minute? He felt like he couldn't even last ten seconds.

"I was so stupid, really. I only knew this place was dangerous, but I never imagined it would be this terrifying."

"I regret it so much! If I had obediently accepted the arrangements, would I have avoided this hellish situation?"

The assassin used to think of himself as a rather cruel person, but now he doesn't think so anymore. The person who turned this place into hell is the real devil!

"What are you saying? What are you saying? I'm a good person! I'll sue you for defamation!"

Bai Yi stated that he did not accept the assassin's accusations and, incidentally, manually adjusted the intensity of the sword rain on the White Land to give this first guest a better experience.

In the assassin's eyes, he was experiencing pain he had never suffered even in his previous life.

Each sword strike caused him unimaginable pain, and with each wound, the spirits of his former enemies would appear before his eyes.

"Revenge, blood for blood..."

"I'll kill you, I'll definitely kill you..."

"Give me back my life..."

He never expected that he would suffer such a calamity after his death.

Just like that, as Bai Yi casually filmed the incident, after struggling for about fifty seconds, the assassin's body collapsed, turning into magic and dissipating in the wind.

His physical body in the real world died, but looking at his final expression, he seemed somewhat peaceful, perhaps feeling that he had finally been freed?

The heroic spirits still outside also felt the vibrations in their spiritual bases; that thing was absorbing their magic power and entering the resurrection casting phase.

"No way, man, only fifty seconds have passed? Really?"

My phone stopwatch should be working fine, right? So am I dreaming, or is something wrong with you?

Hey buddy, say something! We signed a contract, you have to honor your bet...

"Wait, buddy, what's going on with you?"

He kept muttering to himself, but received no response from the assassin.

Out of curiosity, he entered his own soul vision and glanced at the assassin in his spirit origin state.

Then, what he saw made him somewhat incredulous.

The assassin was usually incredibly arrogant, even saying that arrogance required strength, which he happened to possess.

Now, he lies there with a blank stare in his eyes, and no matter what he says, he remains expressionless.

It felt like I had seen through the illusions of the world and was free from worldly desires.