Screams, shrieks, and sobs echoed endlessly through the shrine, whose walls were covered with "No Loud Noises" signs.
The people of the Wo Kingdom likely never imagined that Jingguo Shrine, which they regarded as sacred ground, would one day become a "slaughterhouse" built specifically to butcher them.
Lin Zhiluo held the Despair Dagger and moved through the place as though no one stood in his way.
More precisely, no one even tried to resist.
There was only one thought in their hearts: Run!
They had to get out!
To run, they shoved down their own companions, trying to use their bodies to stop Lin Zhiluo and buy themselves time.
To run, they selectively forgot all about their Bushido spirit, resorting to every despicable trick they could use.
Throwing ash, hidden weapons, flinging excrement, traps...
Some even held up their own ancestral tablets and hurled them at Lin Zhiluo.
It could be said that everything usable in the entire shrine had been put to use.
But how could any of that possibly stop Lin Zhiluo?
All he had to do was manipulate the Wind Element around himself, and he could blow every last thing back exactly as it came.
He even used the Wind Element to pry open their mouths and stuff back in whatever they had thrown.
Letting them experience a true "tooth for a tooth."
Then, the Despair Dagger swept across their bodies.
Every strike was flawlessly precise, always cutting through at the most perfect angle.
Letting them experience how those people they had once tortured to death had felt.
One, two, three...
The blood pooling across the ground had already formed a thick, crimson lake.
Bodies severed in two crashed into the pools of blood, splashing great amounts of it across the surrounding buildings and objects.
Among them