If it is confirmed that the Player Clan has a deep foundation, and even the strength to rival the Black Tide, then perhaps becoming a subordinate force of the Player Clan might be a good choice.

With a strong backing, future development can evidently proceed more smoothly.

While exploring, An Shui encountered a player hunting squad and decisively led his people to assist.

However, after the battle ended and he attempted to talk, the players showed no interest in stopping and continued straight towards the direction of the Evil Moon Domain.

This left An Shui extremely frustrated.

Since his space was destroyed by the players and all resources plundered, whenever the Player Clan met him, it was just words of encouragement, with little intention to engage with him further.

Clearly, in the eyes of the players, he had no value.

If he could no longer obtain intelligence from the Player Clan, he could only choose to relocate.

Over these days of interaction, he understood what the encouragement meant in the eyes of the Player Clan.

Clearly, they hoped he would grow quickly, and then be slaughtered again.

Seemingly friendly, but in fact, because he was too weak and unprofitable.

Yet once he established enough strength and depth, the Player Clan would reveal their bloodthirsty fangs.

Just like when they plundered the Dark Race Space, greedily destroying all he had painstakingly built.

Seemingly encouraging, but with sinister motives.

The feeling he had was that he was like livestock being raised by the Player Clan, with their sharp blades hanging overhead.

This was the main reason he felt unable to establish a subordinate relationship with the Player Clan and needed to leave promptly.

Passing through a forest of white leaves, at this moment, a clansman behind him gave a tip indicating a large gathering of qi-blood energy ahead.

After An Shui nodded, he proceeded in the direction the clansman pointed.

As he approached, he slowed his pace, easily climbed an ancient tree, and looked towards the open area in front.

Zooming in his sight, he was surprised to find over a hundred players gathered here.

They formed a circle, with two severely injured players lying on the central stone platform.

Judging by the perception of qi-blood, these two players were already in a dying state, and without effective treatment, they would soon perish.

The spiritual patterns on his forehead lit up as he began to listen in on the players' conversations.

The players' discussion allowed him to understand what had happened.

Not long ago, the two players were severely injured during a hunt and fell into a comatose, dying state.

It was clear that the other members showed great respect to the player standing by the stone platform, referring to him as the Divine Envoy.

Just when An Shui was puzzled about how the Divine Envoy would save the dying clansmen, a surprising scene unfolded.

The Divine Envoy stated that the injuries of the two clansmen were severe and instead of saving them, it would be better to kill them.

Then the Divine Envoy raised his hands over the heads of the two dying clansmen, and soon, the two Player Clan members dissipated into points of light, and their qi-blood fluctuations disappeared, evidently decomposed by the Divine Envoy in some way.

But after the initial shock, An Shui did not see any problem with it.

Each tribe has different cultures; with the Player Clan's fearless nature, perhaps death in their eyes is not unacceptable.

It might even be seen as an honor.

This could be seen from the Player Clan members launching death charges against the Black Tide.

But the players' next conversation left An Shui incredulous.

The Divine Envoy, with a calm expression, stated that the clansmen would soon return unscathed in the power of Emperor God's Strength.

Resurrection?!

Although their Dark Race Legion grasped the ability of reincarnation, this was completely different from resurrection.

Dark Race warriors who died could only return in the weakest infant form through the cycle of reincarnation, starting from scratch.

This process also involved losing all memories, and they could only learn about the past through the Inheritance Mark, but it was merely understanding, not forming strong emotional connections with their past lives.

More like becoming a new individual, just able to view past information.

So the concept of resurrection indeed frightened An Shui.

If it could truly be as the Divine Envoy described, with the dead players returning unharmed, this completely surpassed his understanding.

In his mind, the image of the fearless charging of the Player Clan members appeared.

"Could there really be perfect resurrection?"

Feeling incredible, An Shui decided to observe the subsequent resurrection process.

But the Divine Envoy did nothing, just stood silently beside the stone platform, while the other Player Clan members looked respectfully at the Divine Envoy, indicating his high status.

In fragmented conversations, the Divine Envoy mentioned resurrection again.

The implication in his words was clear: devout believers of Emperor God fear no form of death and can resurrect and be reborn even if decomposed into nothingness.

But An Shui remained skeptical.

If Emperor God were really that powerful, An Xing would have mentioned it.

Though An Xing had introduced many powerful forces, including the Combat Insect Clan and the Horror Black Tide, he never mentioned the Emperor God from the Player Clan's words.

Similar views were recorded in the Inheritance Marks.

Many forces in small worlds believed in supreme gods, described as Creator Gods, but essentially, these were just stronger forms of life, and such gods were vulnerable before the Dark Race Legion.

Having seen much, he became immune to such god-boasting theories.

He did not believe there was a real ability for perfect resurrection.

As time passed, An Shui continued to wait patiently in the tree.

Half an hour later, two figures appeared on the stone platform accompanied by a flash of white light.

Zooming in on the vision, after recognizing the faces of these two figures, An Shui was completely shocked.

When the Divine Envoy used the dagger to kill the clansmen, he carefully examined the faces of these two Player Clan members.

Judging by the frequency of qi-blood fluctuations on their bodies and their appearances, these were indeed the Player Clan members who had just been killed by the Divine Envoy.

Emotions surged like tides, unable to calm down for a long time.

Is it truly a perfect resurrection?!

The fact was right before his eyes, yet An Shui still felt incredulous.

The previous words of the Divine Envoy echoed in his mind, stating that believing in Emperor God could grant the ability for infinite resurrection.

If such ability truly existed, wouldn't the Player Clan become an immortal force that couldn't be killed?

As emotions fluctuated, An Shui suppressed his inner shock and continued to listen to the Player Clan members' conversations.

The two resurrected clansmen respectfully saluted the Divine Envoy, thanking him for completing their Life Reshaping with his help.

After a long while, the group of players dispersed.

Yet An Shui still stood dazedly, his mind repeatedly replaying the images of the two dying players first seen and comparing them with the two resurrected players who had just returned.

Through memory comparisons, it was virtually confirmed that the two decomposed players indeed resurrected.

Is it really true?

Feeling utterly confused, he decided to seek An Xing's assistance.

Shortly after, An Shui, entering the Dark Race Space, contacted a haggard-looking An Xing.

"An Shui, what is it?"

"An Xing, I have a question. Do you know of Emperor God?"

Hearing this name, An Xing slowly lifted his head and explained hoarsely, eyeing An Shui:

"Emperor God is the Creator of Monster World, the origin of all things in this world. The Heavenly Curse Clan, which destroyed our base in Monster World, worshipped a deity that was once a disciple of Emperor God. How did you come to know of Emperor God?"

An Xing's answer left An Shui stunned.

A thread of logic formed in his mind.

The Heavenly Curse Clan destroyed the Dark Race Legion led by An Xing; members of the Heavenly Curse Clan believed in a powerful deity, who was once a disciple of Emperor God.

The Player Clan directly worships the origin of all things, Emperor God.

"Hiss!"

At this moment, the strength of the Player Clan became tangible in his mind.

"The Player Clan indeed has a profound foundation!"

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