Three Slashes Overturn the Dan Yuan Realm

The intense pain drove Li Bantian completely mad. His majestic face was contorted beyond recognition by agony and rage.

The members of the Demon Suppression Division, meanwhile, were already dumbfounded, their minds completely blank.

"Am... am I seeing things? Two slashes... just two slashes, and the Li Family head... Li Bantian, who is at the third level of the Dan Yuan Realm, had an arm crippled?!"

"This is True Qi Realm? You're telling me this is True Qi Realm? I reckon even the Manager himself wouldn't be much better!"

"King Yama Lin... that nickname is too modest!"

Zhao Tie and Li Rui were so excited their faces were flushed red. The way they looked at Lin Feng was filled with fervent adoration.

In their hearts, Lin Feng was no longer human, but a god!

"You little beast! I'll kill you! I'll make sure your corpse is never whole!"

Li Bantian had completely lost his mind. A blue light flared intensely on his remaining right palm, and a phantom Dan Yuan image, seemingly composed of endless ripples of water, slowly materialized.

He was going to fight to the death!

"Third slash, Dao Annihilation."

However, Lin Feng's voice, like the final judgment from the deepest abyss, rang out again.

His figure, at some unknown point, had already appeared above Li Bantian.

He gripped his blade with both hands, raising it high. All the light on the crimson-black Killing Blade was retracted, making it appear like a black hole capable of devouring everything.

A terrifying aura, so profound it could shake heaven and earth, an aura beyond description, descended with a roar!

Li Bantian looked up, gazing at the plain long saber that seemed capable of cleaving through the Great Dao. For the first and last time, his eyes, filled with madness and venom, revealed a fear and despair from the depths of his soul.

He wanted to flee, but found that his body, along with the surrounding space, seemed to be completely imprisoned by an invisible force.

He could only watch as the black "reaper's scythe" slowly descended.

There was no earth-shattering roar, nor any magnificent display of light and shadow.

The blade fell, silently.

Li Bantian's massive, sturdy body suddenly stiffened.

The next moment, a thin line of blood appeared, extending from the crown of his head all the way down to his crotch.

Then, before the horrified eyes of everyone present, the Dan Yuan Realm expert who had dominated Nan Yan Commandery for decades, the head of the Li Family, was cleanly split in two like a watermelon, with a "plop." Blood and internal organs splattered everywhere.

He couldn't have been deader.

[Ding! Successfully killed a third-level Dan Yuan Realm martial artist!]

[Crit multiplier increased to 115x! Gained 50,000 Crit Points!]

Lin Feng slowly landed, flicked away the non-existent bloodstains from his blade, and didn't even look at the two twitching halves of the corpse on the ground.

He surveyed the terrified Li Family guards and the members of the Demon Suppression Division, speaking calmly in a tone that implied it was all perfectly natural:

"Li Bantian, the head of the Li Family, deliberately obstructed the Demon Suppression Division and attempted to assassinate a Bronze Token Demon Slayer. His crimes are heinous."

"I, Bronze Token Envoy Lin Feng, have executed him on behalf of the Demon Suppression Division."

"Does anyone have an objection?"

The entire front courtyard of the Demon Suppression Division fell into deathly silence.

Everyone seemed frozen in place, staring blankly at the steaming halves of the corpse on the ground, then at the man holding a blood-dripping battle blade, looking utterly nonchalant, as if he had just crushed a cockroach. Their minds were blank.

An objection?

Who dared to object?

Whose head was harder than Li Bantian's?

The Li Family guards, who had been radiating murderous intent moments ago, were now so terrified they were about to lose their souls. They all dropped to their knees with "plop, plop" sounds, their weapons clattering to the ground, their heads buried deeper than an ostrich's, lest the God of Slaughter glance their way.

"No... no objections!"

"Lord Lin is mighty! Lord Lin is wise! Li Bantian deserved his fate! He died a fitting death!"

"Right, right! We've disliked that old scoundrel for ages! Lord Lin has eliminated a menace! We're grateful beyond words!"

These people's integrity plummeted faster than Li Bantian's head.

Lin Feng sneered, too lazy to bother with these spineless cowards.

He sheathed his blade and his gaze fell upon the Silver Token Manager, who had been watching the entire event from a distance in silence.

The Manager's face was hidden in the shadows, making him impossible to see clearly, but Lin Feng could feel that deep gaze locked onto him.

Lin Feng cupped his fists and said, neither subservient nor arrogant, "This subordinate acted outside of protocol by carrying out the execution, exceeding my authority. I request punishment from the Manager."

"Punishment?"

The Manager slowly emerged from the shadows. Unlike his usual cheerful demeanor, his face bore an unprecedented seriousness.

He first glanced at the gruesome corpse on the ground, then at the terrified crowd around them, and finally, his gaze returned to Lin Feng.

"What you did was not wrong."

The Manager's voice was steady and powerful. "The duty of our Demon Suppression Division is to slay demons and eradicate evil, to uphold law and order. Anyone who dares to provoke the majesty of the Demon Suppression Division will meet such an end."

These words struck home, spoken not just to Lin Feng but to everyone present. They instantly stabilized morale and filled every Demon Slayer Envoy with a strong sense of pride and belonging.

He then gave his orders: "Clean this place up. Arrest all members of the Li Family and interrogate them one by one."

"Yes!"

"Lin Feng, come with me."

With that, the Manager turned and walked towards the inner chambers of the Demon Suppression Division.

Lin Feng's eyes flickered, and without a word, he followed.

The two walked one after the other, passing through corridors and arriving at the Manager's quiet study where he handled official business.

The study was not large, and its furnishings were simple. A massive map of Nan Yan Commandery hung on the wall, dotted with red marks made by a cinnabar brush, clearly indicating unresolved cases.

The Manager closed the door, shutting out all external noise.

He personally poured Lin Feng a cup of hot tea, and the atmosphere in the room shifted from the previous grim tension to a slightly more relaxed one.

"Sit," the Manager said, gesturing to a chair opposite him. He then took the main seat, picked up his teacup, and blew gently on it without drinking.

"Your strike today was satisfying, and it displayed the might of our Demon Suppression Division."

"However, you've also put yourself in a precarious position."

"This subordinate understands," Lin Feng replied calmly. "If I hadn't acted, where would the Demon Suppression Division's authority lie? And where would my own safety be? To constantly back down would only embolden them."

"Well said." The Manager nodded, a glint flashing in his eyes. "Brave and resourceful, decisive in action – you're a promising talent. But have you considered that the entire affair, from beginning to end, feels… odd?"

"I have dealt with Li Bantian before. While he is overbearing, he is by no means a brainless fool. What gave him such confidence to dare storm our Demon Suppression Division headquarters with only a few dozen guards to kill someone? And what made him so certain that you were the murderer of his son, without even a shred of doubt?"