Li Family Head? Cut Him Down!

"Hey, hey, hey, Brother Lin's expression... He doesn't seem panicked at all?"

Zhao Tie muttered quietly to Li Rui from behind.

"Bullshit! Have you ever seen Brother Lin panic? The Moon Worship Cult, the Golden Corpse King, Old Demon of Black Wind—Li Bantian may be at the third level of the Dan Yuan Realm, but..."

Li Rui wore a look of utter disdain.

Zhao Tie nodded deeply. "Makes sense. I almost forgot—Brother Lin can't be judged by ordinary standards."

Lin Feng truly was not panicking. He even felt like laughing a little.

This game of chess had indeed been laid out exquisitely, each link clasping the next, nearly flawless.

But the one who had set this trap had miscalculated one thing.

They had plotted against the cunning Skin-Peeling Demon.

They had plotted against the Li Family.

They had plotted against the Demon Suppression Division.

But they alone had failed to account for the "blade" they were borrowing to kill with—a cheat-user who utterly refused to play by the rules.

"Lin Feng! You murderer! Why aren't you kneeling to receive your death?!"

Seeing Lin Feng remain silent, Li Bantian assumed he had nothing left to say. With an angry roar, the aura of his third-level Dan Yuan Realm cultivation surged once more, and he was about to strike with his palm.

"Stop!"

Just then, a gentle yet commanding voice rang out.

The Silver Token Manager slowly stepped forward.

He was still dressed in coarse hemp clothing, looking like nothing more than an ordinary old man next door.

Yet an intimidating gleam flickered within those cloudy old eyes, one that no one dared meet directly.

"The Demon Suppression Division is not your Li Family's backyard, where you can hit whoever you please. Do you take this old man for dead?"

When Li Bantian saw the Manager, his pupils contracted slightly, and his arrogance immediately diminished by thirty percent.

Though he was arrogant, he knew full well how terrifying the old man before him was.

The Manager of the Demon Suppression Division in Nan Yan Commandery possessed unfathomable strength.

"Manager."

Li Bantian forcibly suppressed his anger and said in a low voice, "It is not that Li intends to offend you. It is merely that this brat killed my beloved son and has gone too far in bullying others! If I do not seek justice for my son today, where will the Li Family's honor remain?"

"Justice?"

The Manager smiled. "The justice you speak of is barging into my Demon Suppression Division to demand answers based on a broken jade pendant picked up from who knows where and a cultivation aura you cannot even explain clearly yourself?"

He paused, and his gaze abruptly turned cold.

"Li Bantian, do you think the Demon Suppression Division is a soft persimmon you can knead however you like?"

"I..."

Li Bantian was momentarily speechless.

The Manager pressed forward step by step. "If your son was possessed by the Skin-Peeling Demon, then he was no longer your son, but a demon bringing calamity upon the world! It is only right and proper for the Demon Suppression Division to slay demons and eradicate evil! If you refuse to accept this, you may go to the provincial Demon Suppression Division and lodge your grievance!"

His words were watertight and brimming with domineering force.

Your son had been possessed by a demon, so he was a demon. Killing him served him right!

What evidence did you have that he was not a demon?

None?

Then get lost if you had none!

Li Bantian trembled all over with rage, his face flushed the color of pig liver.

He knew the Manager was blatantly shielding his own!

Yet he could not find a single reason to refute him.

The Demon Suppression Division's duty was to slay demons and eradicate evil.

He could hardly say that even if his son had become a demon, they were not allowed to kill him, could he?

If he did, the Li Family would be completely siding with the demons.

"Fine, fine, fine!"

Li Bantian laughed in extreme anger and shot Lin Feng a vicious glare. "Just you wait!"

Anyone with eyes could tell that since the open approach had failed, he was preparing to resort to underhanded means.

At those words, the Manager narrowed his eyes slightly, just about to warn him.

"There's no need to make it so troublesome."

But Lin Feng stepped forward, calmly looking at Li Bantian.

"You want justice? I'll give you the chance!"

The moment those words fell, the entire place went dead silent.

Everyone looked at Lin Feng as though he were a madman.

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That was a third-level Dan Yuan Realm expert!

You, a True Qi Realm cultivator, dared say you would give him a chance?

This boast was bigger than the sky itself!

Li Bantian was so furious that smoke seemed ready to pour from all seven apertures, feeling that he had suffered humiliation unlike any before.

"You arrogant brat! Court death!"

He spoke no more. The terrifying power of the Dan Yuan Realm erupted with a boom as he struck out with his palm. The air seemed to echo with waves of raging surf, while an enormous palm print formed from pure spiritual power descended upon Lin Feng's head!

This palm strike was enough to crush even a small mountain into powder!

Yet in the face of this earth-shattering blow, an expression of disdain appeared on Lin Feng's face.

Treading Snow Without Trace!

Lin Feng's figure vanished from where he stood in an instant, as though he had merged into the air itself, leaving no trace behind.

The enormous palm print crashed into the ground, smashing a crater several meters deep into the hard bluestone slabs as dust and smoke billowed everywhere.

"Where is he?!"

Li Bantian froze. Even his Dan Yuan Realm senses could not detect a trace of Lin Feng!

"Die!"

Lin Feng's figure appeared behind Li Bantian like a ghost.

His voice was as flat as if he were asking, "Have you eaten?" Yet the icy killing intent contained within it made every hair on the body of this third-level Dan Yuan Realm expert stand on end!

"You little bas—"

Yet he had only cursed out two words before the third was forcibly choked back by a clear, ringing blade cry.

A blade flash, swift to the utmost and cold to the utmost, had already appeared before him!

Threads of crimson lightning coiled around that blade light. It was the divine weapon Lin Feng had just acquired—the Killing Blade!

"Abyssal Path Three Slashes, First Slash: Sever Mortals!"

[115x Critical Hit triggered!]

The crimson blade radiance collided head-on with the blue raging tide!

The entire front courtyard of the Demon Suppression Division seemed to have had a bomb dropped into it. A terrifying shockwave of energy spread outward in a ring, even lifting a layer of the hard bluestone ground!

The weaker Demon Slayer Envoys were sent staggering in all directions by the blast, tumbling head over heels.

Amid the swirling dust, Li Bantian staggered back seven or eight steps in succession. Each step left a deep footprint in the ground before he barely managed to steady himself.

His protective Raging Tide True Qi had nearly been shattered by that single slash. The arm holding the brocade box trembled slightly, and a thread of blood seeped from the web between his thumb and forefinger.

When he looked at Lin Feng again, all his previous contempt had vanished, replaced by endless shock and disbelief!

"This... this is impossible!"

A junior at the True Qi Realm had forced him, a third-level Dan Yuan Realm expert, back with one slash?

If word of this got out, all of Nan Yan Commandery would be thrown into an uproar!

Lin Feng's gaze was as still as an ancient well, but his heart was blooming with joy.

Though he knew perfectly well that the mastermind behind the scenes was using him as a weapon, how could he possibly refuse Crit Points that had been delivered right to his mouth?

He gave Li Bantian no chance to catch his breath. With Treading Snow Without Trace beneath his feet, his figure vanished from the spot in an instant. The next moment, he appeared like a ghost at Li Bantian's left side!

"Second Slash, Slaughter Gods!"

Another crimson blade radiance, even more condensed and more tyrannical, swept out horizontally from an exceptionally tricky angle!

This slash seemed capable of slaughtering even gods and Buddhas. The intent of destruction within it made Li Bantian's soul nearly leave his body!

"Raging Tides!"

Li Bantian dared not hold back in the slightest. The Dan Yuan within his dantian spun madly, unleashing his vast spiritual power without reserve.

Both palms shot out, condensing before him into a blue wall of water several feet thick, formed from highly condensed spiritual power!

This was the defensive ultimate art he kept at the bottom of his chest. He was confident that even experts at the fifth or sixth level of the Dan Yuan Realm would struggle to break through it easily!

Yet before Lin Feng's terrifying blade radiance, amplified by a 115x Critical Hit, this wall of water was as fragile as a shoddy tofu-dregs construction.

Crack—!

With a crisp sound, the water wall shattered in response.

The crimson blade radiance did not slow in the slightest as it viciously cleaved into Li Bantian's left shoulder!

Splurt!

Blood sprayed wildly!

Li Bantian let out a muffled groan of agony. His entire left arm was severed at the shoulder by that slash and fell to the ground!

"Ahhh! My arm!"