Super God: One Punch and You're Dead

After dinner, Qi Lin looked at Lin Yan, who seemed completely at ease, and felt like something was up, so she asked again.

"Are you really sure there's nothing going on?"

"There is. I'm waiting for the right moment."

Lin Yan gazed up at the night sky. The clouds were slowly dispersing, and a crescent moon hung against the pitch-black backdrop.

He turned to Qi Lin.

"Come here. Sit down."

Qi Lin walked over and sat cross-legged on the floor mat as well.

"It's time I taught you how to control your mental energy. With the boost from mental energy, you'll break through the limits of biological vision and become a true Divine Sniper."

Lin Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Kill gods when you meet them, slay Buddhas when you face them."

With that said, Lin Yan sat cross-legged, and Qi Lin's heart trembled faintly, as if infected by the atmosphere. Or perhaps she was drawn in by Lin Yan's presence, involuntarily immersing herself.

She followed suit.

Slowly closing her eyes.

Lin Yan's voice was also very slow.

"The softest thing under heaven, yet in internal cultivation, one uses Qi as a guide, drawing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and absorbing it into oneself."

"Absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, gather the essence of the sun and moon, to attain longevity."

"What is called 'the spiritual energy of heaven and earth' refers to the Qi of the sky and the Qi of the earth. The Qi of the sky belongs to Yang, the Qi of the earth belongs to Yin. The union of sky Qi and earth Qi gives rise to all things."

"Sky Qi connects to the lungs, earth Qi connects to the throat."

Qi Lin felt her surroundings gradually grow hazy and blurred, and the voice seemed to come from both near and far.

A week.

Passed quickly.

Lin Yan focused on teaching her how to breathe and exhale, mental meditation, and controlling mental energy. He touched briefly on close-quarters combat and tactics as well, since he wasn't an expert in those areas.

Now.

It was time to test the results.

Qi Lin stood by at the position Lin Yan had designated, while he headed to the coordinates specified by the mission. In his mind, there was also a set of coordinates.

Tianhe City suburbs.

Yellow Village.

In recent years, thanks to the renovation of rural roads and its proximity to nearby towns, this remote little village had gradually shown signs of prosperity and opportunity.

The villagers had built two-story houses, though they couldn't escape tacky aesthetics—most of the buildings were covered in cheap White Tile.

Even Huaxia Mobile had set up a branch here.

There were plenty of shops along the street.

Most of the people here were honest farmers.

Their ancestors had made a living farming this land, and even now, they couldn't shake the old customs. The young people had all moved to the cities, leaving behind mostly uneducated middle-aged folks or elderly with slurred speech.

Afternoon.

The farmers were getting ready to head home for lunch.

The streets gradually filled with people, some carrying hoes on their shoulders, others standing around chatting.

[Ding! Detected that the host has arrived at the sign-in coordinates. Leaving the designated range or the death of any Yellow Village resident will result in mission failure.]

The system's voice rang out in his mind.

Lin Yan didn't draw any attention on the street. He had deliberately put on a baseball cap, blending in like a young man returning home from the city to visit family.

"I wonder what it'll be this time. Based on my understanding of this world, it's bound to be one of those factions. The Gluttonous Legion, or demons, or maybe angels. The Gluttonous Legion is the most likely, while demons are also a possibility. Morgana should be making a move, or she might come herself. As for the God of Death Karl, that's almost impossible."

Lin Yan couldn't find a place to rest.

He had to stand by the roadside.

The village wasn't large—two main streets running east-west and one running north-south.

Lin Yan closed his eyes, and his Heart Net instantly spread out.

A massive surge of energy was approaching. Was this the enemy he was about to face?

A few minutes later.

Through the Dark Communication, Lin Yan said softly.

"Sis, it's coming."

In the distance, Qi Lin steadied her breath and focused, also gazing at this stretch of sky.

A graceful figure descended from the sky.

Her outstretched wings, pitch-black like the night and stained with bloodlust, spread wide, and her tight black leather battle armor hugged every curve of her voluptuous figure.

Her slender waist and delicate lines showcased the demon's physique to perfection.

Her long black hair fell loose, parted 70/30 with the right side swept forward, covering half her face and right eye.

Heavy smoky-eye makeup couldn't hide her striking features, especially those eyes—so captivating, so soul-stealing.

A fallen angel! The Queen of Demons, Morgana!!

The Archangel of Angel Civilization, Holy Keisha's sister, Liang Bing!

Morgana believed in the existence of the "Ultimate Fear" and pursued depraved freedom.

"Someone just flew down from the sky!"

"Is this the legendary Goddess?"