Instant Kill

Chapter 228: 225 Seconds

"White Owl?!"

Wu Gensheng saw the large, fat man standing in the woods, and a few black lines appeared on his forehead.

Although he had only recently joined Zensei, he had heard of this person.

This guy was a complete scoundrel, and even within Zensei, few could stand him.

That alone proved just how detestable White Owl was.

"You recognize me? That makes it a little more fun."

White Owl chuckled hideously, his ugly, fat face twitching with the unpleasant smile, making him repulsive.

He enjoyed torturing his prey, and now Lin Feng and his companions had become his targets.

Especially when White Owl's gaze landed on Jin Feng'er, the smile on his face intensified.

This smile made Xia Liuqing's expression turn cold, and without a word, he pulled out his gloves: "Fatso, watch your eyes!!"

Xia Liuqing coldly shouted, the Qi within his body gradually boiling, ready for battle, or rather, a fight to the death.

"Boy, is this girl yours?!"

White Owl saw how much Xia Liuqing cared and laughed even louder.

A piercing burst of laughter echoed through the forest, startling many of the birds that had just landed.

"Quiet, it's too noisy!"

Lin Feng, who was pondering Luan Jin Duo and Eight Gates Transport, was awakened by the unpleasant laughter. He glared at White Owl, sternly scolding him.

"Oh?"

White Owl was taken aback. He curiously shifted his gaze from Jin Feng'er to Lin Feng.

"Kid, haven't heard of my reputation, have you?"

White Owl assumed Lin Feng was one of those young calves fresh out of the martial world, he had encountered many before.

These young ones were more fun to abuse, their originally arrogant expressions gradually turning to horror under the crushing weight of his strength.

That was what White Owl loved to see most.

White Owl's plump arms bulged with muscles, his five fingers forming a palm, ready for battle.

"Does it have anything to do with me?!"

Lin Feng was almost grasping the technique of using spatial abilities when White Owl's laughter woke him up.

At this moment, Lin Feng could be said to be very irritable.

"Stinky brat!! Hahaha!! Die!!"

White Owl didn't say much more, his wide palm immediately slapping over.

His sturdy body flew like a speeding tank, the trees in the way shattering like fragile potato chips with a crack.

Wu Gensheng and the others were the first to feel the oppressive force. Xia Liuqing had already put on his war paint and was holding a Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear, pinching his sword fingers to shoot at White Owl.

But Wu Gensheng grabbed his hand, taking Jin Feng'er and Xia Liuqing away with him.

White Owl didn't chase Wu Gensheng, his target was clear, straight for Lin Feng.

A master of both talismans and machinery, his combat power had reached the pinnacle within this circle.

But in front of Lin Feng, it was still not enough.

Watching the hideous and ugly White Owl rush over, Lin Feng disgustedly stretched out his hand and mercilessly slapped White Owl on the head.

Bang!

With a sound like smashing a watermelon, White Owl's head immediately exploded, the red and white matter bursting like fireworks.

The plump body walked forward two steps with inertia, swayed for a moment, and then fell heavily to the ground.

White Owl's hands were still entangled with tentacles extending from his body.

They also died with White Owl, becoming still.

"I..."

Xia Liuqing's face, painted with facial makeup, revealed a shocked expression. This was the first time he had seen Lin Feng use his true power, completely beyond his imagination.

Wu Gensheng was also speechless, his mouth agape. He had underestimated Lin Feng's power.

However, he also felt something different in his heart.

At least in Wu Gensheng's eyes, Lin Feng was comparable to a god.

This guy must be an ancient, detached cultivator who had reached immortality.

This unexpected emergence from the mountains must be for some reason.

Wu Gensheng found that he finally had something worth pursuing, which was to find out what Lin Feng's true identity was and what he wanted to do.

"Disgusting!"

Lin Feng thoughtfully looked at the White Owl's flesh and blood on his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he devoured it.

Soon after, Lin Feng learned all of the White Owl's memories.

This guy was a complete villain; he wouldn't even need to wait in line to go to hell. King Yama would open a VIP channel for him straight to the eighteenth level.

But setting aside the disgusting things the White Owl did, in terms of his cultivation...

This guy was a true grandmaster of dual cultivation.

He had taken both talisman-making and mechanical engineering to the extreme.

As for the number of cultivators in China right now, it probably doesn't exceed five thousand.

And the White Owl was definitely among the top tier.

"The talismans are quite similar to the Mao Shan talismans Uncle Yu gave me back then. I can play around with those. But this mechanical engineering... it has a bit of a shadow of the robots I made."

Lin Feng searched the White Owl's memories for information about mechanical engineering. Although some of it was about modifying the body and some trap mechanisms...

There was still a hint of the robots he made in the base.

He wondered if it was just his imagination.

When Lin Feng followed the White Owl's memories, constantly searching for the source of his childhood learning, he only knew that these mechanical arts and the tattoo-like talismans all came from his sect, an obscure school.

It was just that Liang Ting had taken it to the extreme.

"Black Doctor... what exactly did you do in this world?!"

Lin Feng muttered to himself, his gaze turning to Wu Gensheng and the others.

Could the Qi contained in these cultivators also be related to the Black Doctor?

Where did their strange methods originate? If traced back to the source, could it really be from the Black Doctor, or from the various materials I stored in the Black Doctor's memories?

Lin Feng couldn't judge. He possessed great wisdom, but his intellect wasn't capable of seeing through an artificial intelligence that could access the entirety of human information at any time.

"Brother Lin?"

Wu Gensheng straightened his expression, trying his best not to look at Liang Ting's corpse.

He slowly walked towards Lin Feng and asked softly, "Are you... feeling unwell?"

"No, Wu Gensheng, how did you obtain your Qi? From a sect? What about the sect?"

Lin Feng was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked.

"Me? I was sitting quietly under a tree one day, and in the extreme stillness, a lively stirring suddenly occurred. That's how I obtained Qi. I only learned much later that it was called Qi."

Wu Gensheng raised his hand, and an unusually active energy churned in his hand, like a flame.

"What about you?"

Lin Feng's gaze turned to Jin Feng'er and Xia Liuqing, asking.

"I used to perform in a theater troupe. A reclusive old master saw my talent and taught me. As for where the Divinity Mask's inheritance comes from, the old master said it was from the ancient shamans, who obtained the favor and protection of the gods through dancing and sacrifices, thereby gaining divine power."

Xia Liuqing thought carefully and said.

"I awakened it innately; there's no inheritance. Brother Lin, you're my first master."

Jin Feng'er said.

Listening to the two of them talk about the source of their abilities, neither of them had what Lin Feng wanted, and he immediately lost interest.

There were still six months left. He could only stay for six months at most. After six months, he would have to return to the Marvel World to time travel and obtain the Time Stone.