张伟死得憋屈。林尘踩着他胸口的手缓缓收回，看着这个已经气绝的灵魂体，嘴角勾起一抹玩味的笑容。三天了，短得像一场梦。

“系统，下一个任务？”林尘习惯性地抚摸腰间的玉佩。

“检测到新的穿越者信息，坐标昆仑 Mountains，请求宿主前往猎杀。”系统冰冷的声音毫无波澜。

林尘嗤笑一声，转身朝着昆仑的方向走去。脚下是荒古的灵气，每一口呼吸都带着原始的野性。三天前，他还是个手无缚鸡之力的穿越者，如今已经能随意吸收天地灵气，甚至开始凝练属于自己的灵力。

“这个世界，还真是精彩。”林尘心里想着，脚下步伐却越来越快。他不知道这个世界的规则，只知道系统发布的任务只有一个——杀光所有穿越者。理由？不知道，或许只是为了变强。

昆仑山， legend has it, one of the Five Sacred Peaks of the heavens, where gods dwell. But now, it's just another stop on Lin Chen's killing list.

The first sight that greets Lin Chen isn't the majestic peaks or the misty clouds, but a group of people huddled together, trembling with fear. They are the first batch of transplant tourists, and they have already been discovered.

Lin Chen doesn't waste any time. With a wave of his hand, a burst of spiritual energy explodes out, sending the terrified group flying into the air. They land with groans and screams, but Lin Chen doesn't care. He's already moved on, his eyes fixed on the one who seems to be their leader.