The perfect site delivered to his doorstep: the Strength Clan

"It's a rare treat for me to go shopping... how about we go buy some clothes?"

Ning Rongrong finally couldn't hold back any longer and made the suggestion.

"The clothes are nice! We need to buy some clothes!"

Lin Sheng commented in a very serious tone.

"So you like white stockings, right?" Ning Rongrong asked back, her tone tinged with smugness.

"Hi-sil is fine too."

Lin Sheng continued.

The three people. "..."

So the four of them passed by clothing stores, jewelry stores...

Lin Sheng was listening to Ning Rongrong chattering about the jewelry in Heaven Dou City when he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

His spiritual power, refined by the three volumes of the Book of Heaven, rippled outwards like water, instantly locking onto a hidden coordinate amidst the bustling crowd and scattered buildings.

"Someone's following us... They seem to have ill intentions."

Lin Sheng's voice was low, yet carried an undeniable calmness. He turned his head to glance at Zhu Zhuqing.

"Zhu Zhuqing, someone has been following us..."

"You take good care of Rongrong and Lingling, leave the rest to me."

A sharp, murderous glint flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's cold, cat-like eyes. She didn't waste any words, but simply nodded slightly.

Slender fingers had already quietly rested on Ning Rongrong's wrist, ready to lead her people away at any moment.

She had no worries about Lin Sheng.

Be careful.

Zhu Zhuqing gave her instructions.

Lin Sheng nodded, his figure blurred, and he transformed into a gray streak of light, rushing towards the source of the killing intent.

"Boom--!"

Lin Sheng instantly locked onto that aura.

The other party didn't seem to intend to cause a big fuss in the downtown area, leading Lin Sheng through the complex alleyways.

Before long, a magnificent mansion with a huge stone gorilla statue standing in front of the gate came into view.

Lin Sheng landed steadily.

Looking at the tightly closed vermilion gate and the dozens of powerful Soul Master who suddenly surged out from the surrounding walls, a playful glint flashed in his eyes.

"The Strength Clan? Tai Tan, now that you've brought me here, stop cowering around."

"Arrogant brat! You killed my master, causing my young lord to suffer a life of hardship. Today is the day of your death!"

With a roar as loud as muffled thunder.

The heavy gates of the mansion burst open with a deafening roar, and Tai Tan, whose stature was as large as a small mountain, strode heavily down the steps.

His bloodshot eyes were filled with hatred, and his eight Soul Ring pulsed around him, the powerful pressure of pure power making the surrounding air thicken.

"Boom--!"

"I don't care about the life or death of the Clear Sky Sect, but you killed Master Tang Hao and left Young Master Tang San to live like a stray dog, hiding here and there. This debt can only be repaid with your blood!"

Tai Tan's fists clashed together, producing a sickening metallic clang.

Lin Sheng did not panic in the slightest despite being surrounded.

Instead, he leisurely began to examine the large courtyard of the Strength Clan.

"Excellent, truly excellent."

Lin Sheng looked around and clicked his tongue in admiration.

"This mansion occupies a vast area, has excellent feng shui, and most importantly..."

Lin Sheng was becoming increasingly satisfied with this place.

After all, the forging furnaces and fine steel tools that filled the Strength Clan's garden were practically tailor-made for the mass production of Soul Tool.

"I was just worrying about where to set up the Holy Court, and the Tai Tan have delivered a perfect gift to me."

Lin Sheng thought to himself, since Tai Tan is so enthusiastic...

Why doesn't he just give the Strength Clan a big gift instead?

"Court death!"

Tai Tan trembled with rage at Lin Sheng's near-humiliating disregard.

In his view, no matter how monstrous Lin Sheng was...

He's just a Soul Emperor; facing a renowned pure strength-type Soul Douluo like him, he should kneel down and beg for mercy!

"Boom--!"

The bluestone slab beneath Tai Tan's feet shattered instantly.

He was like a giant cannonball, crashing down on Lin Sheng.

The terrifying force of the punch even created a piercing explosion in the atmosphere.

"Strength? Let's see whose bones are harder!"

Lin Sheng snorted coldly.

Instead of using the Zhuxian Sword for defense, he clenched his fist, and the Golden Dragon King Bloodline within him boiled over at that moment!

A golden aura burst forth from his body, transforming into a dazzling Dragon Scales armor that covered his fist.

"Roar--!"

The Dragon Fist erupted, unleashing a surge of powerful blood energy.

After a deafening thud, under the horrified gazes of the disciples of the Strength Clan...

Tai Tan, known as Hercules, was actually blasted back three steps by the immense force of the collision, each step leaving a deep crater in the ground!

Lin Sheng remained firmly in place, not having retreated an inch!

"Go to hell!"

A furious roar came from beside me; someone was trying to launch a sneak attack.

Lin Sheng glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, then turned and swung his sword!

A Soul King of the Strength Clan, who attempted a sneak attack from behind, had his Martial Soul defense directly sliced through by the Zhu Xian Sword Qi swirling around Lin Sheng's fingertips before he could even see Lin Sheng's movements.

The body was severed along with the sword, and the blood instantly stained the shadow wall of the Strength Clan.

"Since you're so loyal, I'll send you to see Tang Hao today."

As Lin Sheng waved his hand, the Zhuxian Sword let out a clear dragon's roar and fell into his palm, while the five red and one gold Soul Ring around his body bloomed once more.

That terrifying pressure instantly suffocated the surrounding disciples of the Strength Clan!

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"

Tai Tan went completely mad; he knew that if he didn't fight now, he would have no chance.

Lin Sheng's terrifying Soul Ring...

It scared him so much he peed his pants.

As the giant gorilla phantom behind him merged with his physical body, Tai Tan's body swelled to nearly five meters tall, his skin turned bluish-black, and his eyes became blood-red.

Each punch carried an aura of devastating destruction.

"Well done! Sixth Soul Skill, Great Dao Slaying Immortals!"

Instead of retreating, Lin Sheng advanced, Zhuxian Sword in his hand transformed into a gray rainbow that stretched across the void.

The Daoist runes from the three volumes of the Book of Heaven ascended upon the sword's edge, bringing with them a sharpness capable of annihilating all things.

"Laugh--!"

That sword strike collided with Tai Tan's punch, which was powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, in mid-air.

There was no stalemate as expected.

With the ultimate killing power of the Immortal Zhuxian Sword and the blessing of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, Tai Tan's proud pure strength defense was as fragile as paper.

"Snap--!"

That was the sound of bones cracking and Martial Soul shattering.

Tai Tan's enormous Martial Soul Avatar, under Lin Sheng's domineering and unparalleled sword strike, actually had cracks spreading rapidly from its fists like a spider web throughout its entire body!

With a "pfft, "Tai Tan spat out a mouthful of blood.

That body, which was originally as big as a small mountain, collapsed like a deflated balloon into the ruins of its own home. Its Martial Soul Avatar was shattered head-on by Lin Sheng, who was in the form of a Soul Emperor!

The entire mansion of the Strength Clan fell into a deathly silence.

Those clansmen who had originally wanted to rush forward now looked at the boy with the gray sword in his hand and his black hair dancing wildly, and their eyes were filled with endless fear.

Lin Sheng held his sword and smiled calmly.

"Soul Douluo is nothing special."