"Not good!"
Huang Fugui was horrified, a fatal sense of crisis instantly engulfing his entire body.
Without a second thought, he turned and burrowed into a crack in the well wall.
"Run? Too late!"
The Black Robe Priest snorted coldly and suddenly clawed upward with his withered hand!
An invisible stream of black air shot from his palm like a ghostly claw, crossing dozens of meters in an instant as it precisely seized toward Huang Fugui!
Its speed was utterly inconceivable!
"It's over!"
Huang Fugui only felt an icy force locking onto him. All the demon power in his body was restrained, and he could not even move a finger.
He could only watch helplessly as that ghostly claw drew closer and closer, his tiny mung-bean eyes filled with despair.
"Master, this little demon is going on ahead! You must avenge me!"
At that critical moment, when a thousand pounds hung by a single hair—
"Buzz—"
A clear saber cry, like thunder crashing down from the Ninth Heaven, exploded throughout the underground stone chamber without warning!
Immediately afterward, a blade light so brilliant it was impossible to look at directly, condensed to the utmost extreme as though it had torn open space itself, appeared before that black ghostly claw in an instant.
The blade light flashed and vanished.
The black ghostly claw, so certain of success, melted away soundlessly like ice and snow beneath the sun.
This sudden scene left everyone stunned.
The Black Robe Priest's pupils contracted. He abruptly raised his head and stared fixedly at the well opening.
There, at the edge of the well, someone had appeared at some unknown time.
The man wore a constable's uniform, standing tall and straight with an unremarkable Hundred Refined Steel Blade in hand, his face utterly expressionless.
It was Lin Feng.
"Y-you... you didn't drink that cup of tea?"
Steward Zhang pointed at Lin Feng as though he had seen a ghost, his voice trembling.
Lin Feng did not even look at him. His gaze fell directly on the Black Robe Priest, and a cold curve formed at the corner of his mouth.
"Trying to touch my people right in front of me?"
"You have already chosen the path to death!"
Before his words had even faded, Lin Feng leaped down from the well opening dozens of meters above!
Without any tool to aid him, he simply plunged straight down. As he fell, his robes fluttered around him, making him seem like an immortal descending from the heavens.
"Kill him!"
The Black Robe Priest recovered from his initial shock and shouted sharply.
Lin Feng's strength far exceeded his imagination. He absolutely could not be allowed to get close!
The black-robed cultists behind him, along with Steward Zhang, all drew weapons from their robes and charged at Lin Feng in midair with strange cries.
What awaited them, however, was a one-sided, bloody slaughter.
In midair, Lin Feng twisted his body in an unbelievable motion, and the saber in his hand transformed into a streak of death!
The perfect fusion of Flowing Wind Steps and Basic Constable Saber Technique!
Splurt!
Splurt!
The two black-robed cultists charging at the front did not even touch the corner of Lin Feng's clothes before their heads soared into the air.
Lin Feng lightly tapped the shoulder of one headless corpse with his feet, borrowing the force to change direction as his blade light flashed once more!
Steward Zhang's fat head flew into the air, still wearing an expression of utter disbelief.
Until his death, he could not understand why everything he had so carefully planned had turned out this way.
Lin Feng landed steadily on the ground. The five or six enemies around him had all become headless corpses.
The entire process flowed like drifting clouds and running water, swift to the very limit!
[ Ding! Successfully killed Moon Worship Cultists x6!] [ Critical multiplier increased to 11x! Obtained 300 Crit Points!]
"Y-you... who exactly are you?!"
The Black Robe Priest was utterly terrified.
He considered himself an expert at the Ninth Level of Body Tempering, yet before this young man, he felt as powerless as an infant.
This was simply not strength that someone in the Body Tempering Realm should possess!
"Who I am is not important."
Lin Feng flicked his saber and walked toward the chained Three-Eyed Demon Ape. "What matters is that all of you will die today."
"Roar!"
The Three-Eyed Demon Ape seemed to sense the terrifying killing intent on Lin Feng's body. It roared restlessly and struggled violently, making the chains clatter loudly.
"Stop him! Stop him now!"
The Black Robe Priest screamed in panic. He knew that once Lin Feng reached the formation and released that second-tier demon, the consequences would be unimaginable!
As he backed away, he pulled a black whistle from his robes, put it in his mouth, and blew hard!
"Woooo—"
A soundless wave spread outward.
Immediately afterward, the iron cages holding the boys and girls around the stone chamber were violently blasted open by an unseen force!
The boys and girls, whose eyes had originally been numb and vacant, seemed to go mad upon hearing the whistle. Their eyes turned scarlet, beastlike roars erupted from their mouths, and they charged at Lin Feng without regard for anything else!
They had all been controlled by an evil art and turned into mindless Corpse Slaves!
"Using human lives as shields? Truly... you don't know whether you're alive or dead!"
A flash of cold light passed through Lin Feng's eyes, without the slightest hint of pity.
To him, these living dead whose souls had been lost to evil arts were no different from demons.
Killing them was instead a kind of release.
What was more, they could provide... Crit Points!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Lin Feng's figure became a whirlwind of death weaving through the crowd.
Wherever his blade light passed, heads rolled and flesh flew.
This was a feast of slaughter without the slightest suspense.
Before Lin Feng, who had reached perfection at the Ninth Level of Body Tempering and brought both his movement technique and saber technique to the pinnacle, these Corpse Slaves transformed from ordinary people were no different from lambs waiting for slaughter.
[ Ding! Successfully killed walking corpses x29!] [ Critical multiplier increased to 12.5x! Obtained 290 Crit Points!]
Only three breaths passed.
The stone chamber fell silent once more.
Over a dozen mangled corpses now lay scattered across the ground.
And Lin Feng stood unscathed before that blood-colored formation.
In the entire stone chamber, aside from him and the Black Robe Priest, who had been frightened witless, only the chained Three-Eyed Demon Ape remained, along with Huang Fugui, who had poked half his head out from a crack at the well opening and was already staring dumbfounded.
"Devil... you're a devil..."
The Black Robe Priest completely broke down. Shaking violently, he collapsed to the ground as a foul stench of urine rose from his crotch.
Lin Feng ignored him and studied the Three-Eyed Demon Ape with great interest.
This second-tier demon was roughly comparable to a human martial artist in the Meridian Opening Realm. Its blood and qi were abundant, and demon energy surged to the heavens.
It was a fine "experience pack."
"Roar!"
The Three-Eyed Demon Ape seemed to know that disaster was about to befall it. The vertical eye in the middle of its forehead abruptly opened, firing a black beam directly at Lin Feng's face!
"Child's play."
Lin Feng neither dodged nor evaded. He simply swung the saber in his hand forward.
[ 12.5x critical strike triggered!]
Clang!
A blade radiance condensed to the utmost extreme burst from the tip of his saber!
The blade radiance collided with the black beam in midair, producing a deafening crash like clashing gold and iron!
The black beam was instantly chopped to pieces, while the blade radiance continued without losing momentum, slashing fiercely onto the Three-Eyed Demon Ape!
Splurt!
The hard black scales, as tough as iron, were as fragile as paper before that blade radiance.
The Three-Eyed Demon Ape's massive body was forcibly split in half from head to toe! Dark green blood burst out in a spray!
[ Ding! Successfully killed second-tier demon Three-Eyed Demon Ape!] [ Critical multiplier increased to 14x! Crit Points: 500!]
Instant kill!
Another instant kill!
The Black Robe Priest's eyes nearly popped from their sockets. His final hope, that powerful second-tier demon, had also... been cleaved apart with a single slash?
At last, he understood that what he had provoked was not some genius at all, but a monster through and through, one that defied all common sense!
He no longer had even the slightest thought of resisting. Scrambling and crawling, he tried to flee.
"Did I say you could run?"
Lin Feng's icy voice rang out behind him.
The next moment, a head shot into the air.
[ Ding! Successfully killed Moon Worship Cult Priest!] [ Critical multiplier increased to 15x! Obtained 400 Crit Points!]
Looking at his sharply increased Crit Points, Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction.
He walked to the corner and pulled out the trembling Huang Fugui.
"Good work."
"M-master... you... you truly are an immortal descended to earth!"
Huang Fugui was so excited that he could barely speak. The way he looked at Lin Feng had become the way one looked at a god.
Lin Feng smiled, then glanced around the stone chamber, which resembled hell itself, and frowned slightly.
With such a huge commotion here, the Demon Suppression Division in the prefectural city had surely already been alerted.
The Demon Suppression Division was the Great Xia Dynasty's official force responsible for handling all manner of demons, monsters, and evil entities. It wielded immense authority, and every one of its members was an elite among elites with unfathomable strength.
Though Lin Feng was not afraid of them—and even wanted to join them—he did not want to invite too much trouble.
Most importantly, there was his style of handling matters: leaving no survivors.
That would likely draw some unnecessary attention from the Demon Suppression Division.
"I need to deal with the scene."
Lin Feng made up his mind.
He had Huang Fugui find lamp oil, then set the entire underground stone chamber, along with every corpse within it, ablaze.
The roaring flames swallowed every trace of evil, leaving nothing behind.
After finishing all this, Lin Feng left Zhang Manor with Huang Fugui without making a sound.
The fire at Zhang Manor was not extinguished by the authorities until the next day.
The once magnificent and luxurious Zhang Manor had already been reduced to ruins.
Steward Zhang, his family, and his guests—none survived.
This massacre that wiped out an entire household once again shocked all of Qingyang County.
And this time, just as Lin Feng had expected, it finally drew the attention of the Demon Suppression Division in the prefectural city.
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