Tracking Down the Killer

In the quiet little mountain village where Desri lives. 💥💥 🎃💞

Lin Feng's sudden arrival was naturally met with a warm welcome from Desri and his group. Reynolds hadn't seen Lin Feng for a while and wanted to have a good chat, but this time, Lin Feng had important matters to attend to. The others didn't dare to disturb them, allowing Lin Feng and Desri to talk in detail.

Inside the cave house in the mountain.

The spring water gurgled. Lin Feng and Desri sat facing each other.

These two are currently the strongest humans in the Yulan Plane.

"What?!" Desri jumped up. Lin Feng's words startled Desri.

Lin Feng nodded solemnly, "Yes, the inhabitants of many cities throughout the Luo'ao Empire have been wiped out, and dead cities are frequent occurrences. This kind of thing has happened in my Baruch Empire as well. But this time, far too many cities have been completely Warblade Slaughter. In just this short period, the death toll has reached one hundred million!"

Desri's eyes were filled with shock. "How long would it take to kill one hundred million people at a time?"

One hundred million!

It's easy to say.

But a small town usually has only about 10,000 people, so 100 million is equivalent to 10,000 small towns.

"Lin Feng, what do you think we should do?" Desri looked at Lin Feng.

"Naturally, we killed the mastermind behind it all," Lin Feng said casually.

Lin Feng's Earth Divine Clone is currently at a critical moment in seclusion and should not be deployed. Meanwhile, Lin Feng's Wind Element Divine Clone is in the Necropolis of the Gods and cannot return in time.

Although Lin Feng was confident he could use this Life Divine Clone to kill Beaumont, the Grand Necromancer, and others, this matter concerned the entire Yulan, not just his personal grudges.

Now that Desri is also a god-level powerhouse, he has an obligation to resolve this matter. That's why Lin Feng came to find Desri.

Although Desri, who had just become a god, might not be of much help, Lin Feng still needed to inform him. Otherwise, Desri might accuse him of looking down on him later.

"Good!"

Desri spoke with great conviction.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast long shadows of the refugees on the desolate road. Their tattered clothes, gaunt and dirty faces, and eyes filled with fear and longing for the future, all made their way northward.

high altitude.

Lin Feng Lin Feng and Desri, who were flying side by side at Extreme Speed, suddenly came to a stop. They had now entered the territory of the Luo'ao Empire.

"Let's go down and take a look, ask these refugees, maybe we can get a better understanding of the situation," Desri said. Ever since Luo'ao Empire, Lin Feng and Desri had lost all their smiles, their expressions were very solemn.

The Luo'ao Empire is in utter chaos right now.

As the wind rose and fell, Lin Feng and his companion appeared in the weeds beside the desolate road. They walked out of the weeds onto the road. There were many refugees on this main road, and no one paid any attention to Lin Feng and Desri.

"How much suffering have they endured?" Desri sighed softly, looking at the gloomy, fearful eyes of the refugees.

Lin Feng also felt something was amiss.

"The Dead City incident was likely orchestrated by some Saint Realm experts," Lin Feng asserted.

Desri nodded in agreement.

After all, Desri estimated that a god-level expert wouldn't go through the trouble of slaughtering cities one by one. A god-level expert would likely control and order some Saint Realm experts to do such things. What needs to be done now is to find out some information about that god-level expert from the saint -Saint Realm experts.

Flying in mid-air, Lin Feng immediately released his divine sense to begin a thorough search.

"Southeast." Lin Feng quickly spotted the nearest Saint Realm expert. "This Saint Realm expert has a unique aura and an unusual appearance; he's not human."

"Let's find him first." Desri's gaze flashed with a cold glint. "Hmph, there's a 90% chance that this extradimensional Saint Realm will obey the orders of the god-level powerhouse hidden behind him. If he hadn't committed the Warblade Slaughter, he wouldn't be able to stay safely in the Luo'ao Empire."

Lin Feng nodded slightly.

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Lin Feng and Desri immediately flew towards the Saint Realm powerful expert from the other dimension at Extreme Speed.

A lean, dark-skinned man with a turban wrapped around his head reclined comfortably in a chair, while a beautiful maidservant respectfully held a fruit platter beside him. A slight smile always played on the lean man's lips, but the maidservants were all quite uneasy.

They all knew that their master had a strange temper. Don't be fooled by his cheerful smiles now; sometimes he would fly into a rage and wantonly abuse and whip them.

"These days are so comfortable," the dark-skinned, lean man sighed contentedly.

He has been in Yulan for four years now. Life in Yulan is a million times better than in the Gebada Plane Prison. There, he was the lowest of the low. But in Yulan, he can easily control the life and death of others.

"I'm a bit late; quite a few guys arrived here six years ago." The lean man was still somewhat dissatisfied.

Deep within the caves of the Mist Valley in the Magical Beast Mountain Range, a place of spatial instability, even Lowgod could easily tear through space to reach Yulan. Even Saint Realm expert, if ten or eight Saint Realm experts joined forces, could also tear through space to reach Yulan.

"Yes, you, come here." The lean man glanced at the maid beside him.

The maid immediately knelt respectfully and offered a fruit platter. The lean man then took the fruit with satisfaction, taking a bite with gusto, thinking to himself, "I, Bulong, can enjoy this too. In the Gebada Plane Prison, fruit was a delicacy only god-level powerhouses could enjoy."

Only through comparison can we truly appreciate happiness!

Only through loss can one truly appreciate what is precious!

Bulong was once a big shot in his own Material Plane. But those who have power naturally don't care too much.

After enduring countless hardships in the Gebada Plane Prison, he learned to enjoy power.

"Huh?" Out of the corner of his eye Bulong suddenly noticed two people appearing in the hall, which startled Bulong. He was Saint Realm- level expert at the limit, and these two experts had already entered his hall. Only when he saw the others did he realize that Bulong had suddenly stood up.

"My lords, who are you?" Bulong asked in a very humble manner.

Bulong felt as if he had returned to the Gebada Plane Prison, where he was just as humble as ever in the face of a god-level powerhouse. Standing before Bulong were Lin Feng and Desri.

"Master?!" The maids were taken aback. They had witnessed their master's power firsthand.

"Let them out," Desri said.

Bulong immediately gave the maids a look, urging them to hurry up and leave. The maids left cautiously one by one, their hearts pounding with apprehension. As they departed, they all stole glances at Lin Feng and Desri with a mixture of fear and curiosity.

What kind of person could terrify their master so much?

"We are from the Yulan Plane," Lin Feng said.

Bulong was taken aback.

But in an instant, Bulong understood the meaning of the man in the emerald green robe before him; clearly, the other party had seen through his identity.

"You should understand why we're here, right?" Lin Feng and Desri's expressions were icy.

Bulong's heart skipped a beat. Could it be...?

Bulong forced a smile, "I don't know who you two are, sirs?"

"Hmph." Lin Feng snorted angrily, "What happened in the Luo'ao Empire during this time? Don't tell me you don't know. Tell me, which god-level expert was behind all this, causing the deaths of those 100 million people?"

Although Lin Feng knew it was most likely Beaumont and the Grand Necromancer, he couldn't find them. After all, Yulan was quite large, and if they deliberately hid, it would take quite a while to find them.

Bulong's heart skipped a beat. He wanted to speak, but dared not. He knew very well how terrifying the god-level powerhouse behind him was.

"My lords, I am merely a Saint Realm, how could I..."

"Smack!"

A slap landed hard on Bulong's face. Bulong was sent flying like a broken sandbag, blood spurting from his mouth and several teeth knocked out. He spun several times in the air before crashing to the ground.

"So fast." Bulong was shocked; he hadn't even seen the other party make a move.