Bai Xiao descended, lifting his head to not only see the bizarre and magnificent world but also the professional modifier he had downloaded before crossing over. "Drain all experience from my sub-occupations, 'Biological Mecha Master', 'Mystic Explorer', 'Special Hypnotist', transforming it into one million potential points, all enhancing my main occupation, 'Fighter'!" "I... have obtained the golden ultimate occupation, 'God of Martial Combat'!" The largest urban agglomeration in the world, a night of torrential rain. On the ground, countless Killing Ghosts and Fighters fought to the death, while hordes of metal Mechas and Biological Armors exploded and self-destructed. Blood and flame intertwined, plunging everything into primordial violence and chaos. Atop a high tower, Bai Xiao stood silently amidst the rainy darkness, like a stiff and terrifying statue. His crimson eyes looked down below, restrained yet bloody, cold yet hiding madness. He leaped down with his trench coat wildly dancing. The God of Martial Combat descended upon the final battleground! A cold voice echoed across the city skyline. "Next, I will kill everyone present! If you have the ability, try to stop me..." A modern city of extravagant luxury, an era of entertainment and consumption supreme. Beneath seventy years of peaceful façade, lied another mad and bloody Inner World. Fighters, masters of their martial traditions, and Killing Ghosts, controlled by combat modes, engaged in a frightful, relentless slaughter. Metal Mechas with terrifying energy and Biological Armors extracted from monstrous cells commenced a brutal struggle between old and new technologies. In this era infested with machinery and altered by external entities, to proclaim the power unique to humans might be an unimaginable romance...
"My lord, Blood Bird does not agree to use more fresh blood to nurture the Yabadon Life Tree. He just wants to fight the Fierce Bird Sect and does not want to completely infuriate the officials..."
The elderly man in the suit slightly lowered his head, speaking respectfully.
A moment later, a faint voice, as if speaking from a far place, could be heard. However, the words still entered the ears clearly.
"That's not up to him!"
"When the time comes, give him a hand!"
"Make sure to expand the overlapping realm of the Tree of Life to its maximum!"
"That way, I can descend again..."
The elderly man in the suit showed a fanatic expression, speaking without hesitation.
"Yes!"
This lord, a member of the Silent Courtyard, was on the brink of awakening and needed a medium to fully return from the deep world. Once it returned, the power of the Evil Ghost Court would greatly increase, surging in strength!