Angry Slaying of the Imperial Inspector

The soldiers of the Northern Garrison Command shielded Lin Feng, their blades pointed outward, in a tense standoff against the Imperial Inspector and the remaining soldiers from the noble families.

The Imperial Inspector, brandishing the Imperial Inspector's Sword, roared with a false bravado, "Seize this scoundrel! Execute him on the spot!"

However, the soldiers from the noble families behind him, though forced to surround Lin Feng, hesitated. Their gazes toward Lin Feng were filled with dread.

The one-sided slaughter they had just witnessed had already planted the seeds of fear in their hearts.

Lin Feng stood behind the defensive line formed by his own soldiers, his gaze sweeping over the approaching enemies. A coldness settled in his heart.

In his eyes, these people were no different from walking Slaughter Points.

His mind raced, and he suddenly spoke aloud, his tone carrying a seemingly solemn fairness, "Brothers of the Northern Garrison Command, sheath your swords and retreat to the side to maintain vigilance. Be ready at all times!"

The squad leader protecting him faltered, hastily saying, "Lord Qianhu! You can't!"

Lin Feng raised his hand to interrupt him, his voice not loud but carrying an undeniable force.

"An order is an order. Retreat! This matter is a personal grievance between myself, the Imperial Inspector, and these disobedient soldiers. There's no need for you all to engage in mutual slaughter and suffer unnecessary casualties."

His true intention, however, was to prevent these elite soldiers from snatching the "kills" that rightfully belonged to him, thereby reducing the Slaughter Points he could acquire.

Though the soldiers of the Northern Garrison Command didn't understand, they followed orders implicitly. Upon hearing his command, they immediately sheathed their swords and retreated, forming a loose cordon on the periphery while still warily observing the situation.

The Imperial Inspector and the soldiers from the noble families were stunned at first, then erupted into louder taunts.

"Hahaha! See? He's scared!" a minor leader from a noble family pointed at Lin Feng and laughed. "He knows he's angered everyone and doesn't dare implicate his subordinates in a suicide mission!"

The Imperial Inspector, as if grasping a lifeline, shrieked, "Lin Feng! You're scared now? It's too late! If you kneel and beg for mercy now, perhaps this Imperial Inspector can grant you a whole corpse!"

"Beg for mercy?" A mocking curve formed on Lin Feng's lips. He slowly raised the blood-dripping long saber in his hand, its tip pointing successively at the Imperial Inspector and the nearly hundred restless soldiers from the noble families. "Come at me, all of you!"

He paused, then spoke astonishingly, "I, Lin Feng, will stand right here. If any one of you can even touch a corner of my robe, I will gladly hand over my position as Qianhu of the Northern Garrison Command!"

The statement caused an uproar throughout the field.

"Arrogant!"

"Doesn't know his limits!"

"Kill him! The Qianhu position will be ours!"

Under a great reward, there will be brave men. Moreover, Lin Feng's actions were undoubtedly a death wish in their eyes.

The remaining soldiers from the noble families, especially the private soldiers from two other families who had already been resentful of Lin Feng and were now blinded by greed, along with a few confidants brought by the Imperial Inspector, suddenly had their eyes turn red. With a shout, they brandished their weapons and charged at Lin Feng from all directions!

Glints of blades and swords instantly engulfed Lin Feng's solitary figure.

Facing the surging onslaught, Lin Feng stood his ground, seemingly unfazed.

His consciousness sank into his mind.

'System, use all Slaughter Points to upgrade the Netherworld Ghost Blade!'

[Consuming Slaughter Points, Netherworld Ghost Blade is being upgraded...]

A torrent of comprehension instantly flooded Lin Feng's consciousness. His understanding of swordsmanship was shattered, reassembled, and sublimated!

The barrier of the Netherworld Ghost Blade, which had already reached the perfect state, crumbled thunderously, entering a mysterious and profound new realm—Unity of Man and Heaven!

A realization of controlling the netherworld and transforming qi into blade energy surged into his heart.

He felt that as his internal energy circulated, a chilling, sharp, and formless yet tangible power had attached itself to the blade, poised to strike.

[Netherworld Ghost Blade has been upgraded to the Unity of Man and Heaven realm! Comprehended Netherworld Blade Qi!]

In the outside world, to the Imperial Inspector and the attacking soldiers, Lin Feng appeared to have been stunned by the terrifying scene, standing frozen and motionless.

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"He's not moving!"

"Hahaha, just a paper tiger after all. Where's that ferocity from earlier?"

"Die! The Qianhu position is mine!"

Amidst the taunts, the first few swords and blades were about to strike Lin Feng!

At this critical juncture!

Lin Feng moved.

He casually swung the blood-stained long saber in his hand.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, only a chilling, dark arc of blade energy, like a sigh from the abyss, spreading silently from him!

—Netherworld Blade Qi!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The sound of blades slicing through flesh erupted densely, dull and fatal.

The soldiers at the forefront, their faces still alight with fanaticism and greed, suddenly froze.

A thin line of blood appeared inexplicably on their necks and chests, and then blood gushed out!

Their screams abruptly ceased, like chickens with their throats cut.

Figures fell like reaped wheat!

[Killed a soldier, gained 15 Slaughter Points]

[Killed a soldier, gained 18 Slaughter Points]

[Killed...]

The cold system prompts flashed wildly in Lin Feng's mind.

Lin Feng moved like a phantom, weaving through the crowd. Each swing of his blade unleashed a deadly Netherworld Blade Qi, precisely taking several lives. The internal energy of ordinary soldiers was like paper against this invisible blade qi, utterly defenseless.

Slicing through them like vegetables!

This was truly like slicing through vegetables!

In just a few breaths, nearly a hundred soldiers who had surrounded him were mostly down. The ground was completely stained red with blood, and scattered limbs and broken bodies were everywhere.

[Accumulated Slaughter Points: 300]

When Lin Feng's figure became clear again, there was no enemy left standing within ten feet of him.

The few survivors were terrified out of their wits. They dropped their weapons and scrambled backward, only to be coldly stopped by the Northern Garrison Command soldiers on the perimeter.

Lin Feng stood with his blade, the blade qi hidden but palpable. A murderous aura and chill, more intense than before, emanated from him, like a lord of the underworld.

His gaze swept over the corpses and landed on the beardless Imperial Inspector.

The Imperial Inspector had already gone limp with fear, his Imperial Inspector's Sword clattering to the ground.

His face was ashen, his lips trembling. He watched Lin Feng approach step by step, like watching the embodiment of death itself.

"L-Lord Lin Qianhu... spare... spare my life!" The Imperial Inspector wept, crawling backward with his hands and feet. "It... it was this subordinate's fault for being blind! I offended the Qianhu's might! I beg Lord Qianhu's magnanimity to spare my dog's life! I... I will offer all my family's wealth..."

Lin Feng's eyes were cold, devoid of any emotion. He slowly raised his long blade, the tip pointed at the Imperial Inspector's throat.

The Imperial Inspector's soul nearly left his body. Sensing the tangible killing intent, he screamed in terror, "No! You can't kill me! I am an Imperial Inspector of the court! Even Lord Shen can't protect you if you kill me!!"

The blade light flashed and fell!