Lin Taichu decided to scout the factory at night. He had Wang Wei and Xiao Ya wait outside as backup while he slipped into the factory alone. The interior was dark and damp, filled with a nauseating stench. Carefully avoiding the guards, he made his way to the factory's central area.
There, he found a group of Black-robed Men conducting some sort of ritual. The missing young people were tied to an altar, clearly intended as sacrifices. Lin Taichu's heart sank. He knew he had to act quickly, or these young lives would be in danger.
He silently approached the altar, preparing to rescue them. However, at that moment, the ritual suddenly accelerated, and a powerful wave of energy radiated from the center of the altar. Lin Taichu felt enormous pressure bear down on him, forcing him to halt.
Then, one of the Black-robed Men turned around, revealing a familiar face—Chen Fei'er.
"Lin Taichu, we meet again." Chen Fei'er's voice carried a trace of smugness.
Lin Taichu's heart sank. He had never expected Chen Fei'er to be here, and it seemed that she had already taken control of this evil organization.
"Chen Fei'er, what exactly are you trying to do?" Lin Taichu asked in a deep voice.
Chen Fei'er sneered. "What am I trying to do? I merely want to prove that I am the ruler of this world."
With a wave of her hand, the Black-robed Men immediately attacked Lin Taichu. He knew he had to end this fight quickly, or the young people's lives would be at risk.
He unleashed the Mysterious Nether Palm and the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, engaging the Black-robed Men in a fierce battle. His palm technique was incomparably vicious, every strike carrying lethal force. Though the Black-robed Men outnumbered him, they were