"Boom!"
The tearing wind of the punch had already swept past the elder's ears!
His pupils contracted sharply, his face filled with horror.
It was already too late to change his move. He could only cross his arms over his chest at the very last moment!
Lin Chen did not even use a Dou Technique.
He simply raised his right hand and curled his five fingers into a fist.
"Shhk!"
Blood-red Dou Qi instantly covered his fist, moving like a living thing.
He casually drove his fist forward!
No violent energy spilled outward.
There was only an ultimate degree of concentration and... destruction!
"Crack! Crack!"
"Pfft!"
The teeth-grating sound of bones snapping rang out like popping beans!
The elder's arms, wrapped in thick earth-attributed Dou Qi, met that blood-red fist—
and shattered inch by inch, like rotten wood hit by a high-speed drill!
The blood-red fist surged forward, unstoppable.
It slammed hard into his chest!
His protective Dou Qi tore apart like paper.
His breastbone caved in at once with a dull, heart-stopping thud!
"Ugh!"
The elder let out a brief, utterly pitiful scream.
His eyes bulged as blood mixed with chunks of his internal organs sprayed from his mouth!
His whole body flew backward as if he had been hit by a speeding truck,
crashing into a distant wall even faster than he had come.
"Boom! Crack!"
The wall rumbled as a web of cracks spread across it.
The old man was embedded in the stone, blood trickling out. He was clearly beyond saving!
Silence!
Deathly silence!
The entire hall was left with nothing but the faint sounds of blood dripping and rubble sliding down the wall.
The grim smile on Jialie Bi's face froze completely.
It turned into utter shock and disbelief!
Jialie Ao was like a duck with its throat gripped.
He stood with his mouth agape, face deathly pale, his body trembling uncontrollably.
His eyes were full of fear!
The other elders also sucked in sharp breaths, their faces drained of color!
One move!
No, it could not even be called a move!
Just a casual punch!
A Two-Star Great Dou Master, both arms shattered, breastbone caved in, dead on the spot?!
W-what terrifying power was this?!
What kind of monster was he?!
Jialie Bi's heart pounded wildly.
A chill shot up from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head!
He jerked his gaze toward the gray-robed man slowly lowering his fist.
The other man's breathing was terrifyingly steady, as if he had merely swatted a fly!
Forbidden secret art! He must have used some forbidden secret art that came at a tremendous cost!
That was the only explanation Jialie Bi could think of!
He refused to believe that two Great Dou Masters could be so far apart in strength!
"You bastard! How dare you!"
Jialie Bi was shocked and furious, but above all, he was afraid!
Forcing down the unease in his heart, he shrieked with false bravado:
"Everyone, attack! Kill him!"
"He used a secret art. He can't keep it up for long!"
"Kill him and avenge the Third Elder!"
He roared fiercely, but unconsciously took half a step backward himself.
At the same time, he abruptly pulled a signal jade talisman from his robe and crushed it without hesitation!
"Whoosh! Crack!"
A blinding red light shot into the sky and burst above Jialie Mansion,
forming a gigantic blood-red wolf's head!
Its piercing wail instantly rang throughout the entire mansion!
The clan's highest-level emergency signal!
All elders, guards, and core members were to assemble at once and repel the enemy!
"Hahaha!"
Seeing the signal go up, Jialie Bi seemed to regain his confidence.
He clenched his fists as Dou Qi surged wildly through his body.
He glared at Lin Chen with venomous eyes:
"Rat! Your time has come!"
"I don't believe you can use that secret art a second time!"
"Once the experts of the Jialie Clan gather, we'll tear you limb from limb!"
He was convinced that the terrifying punch just now had been a trump card the other man had unleashed at an enormous cost!
He was already at the end of his rope!
Lin Chen stood where he was, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold, mocking smile beneath his hood.
Secret art? End of his rope?
He had not even used a tenth of his strength just now!
It had been nothing more than a basic attack—if it even counted as one!
How could Jialie Bi, a Great Dou Master who cultivated ordinary techniques, imagine the quality, concentration, and domineering power contained in the Blood Origin Dou Qi cultivated from the Blood Scripture?
Invincible among those of the same rank?
No. A one-shot kill!
He had not killed Jialie Bi outright.
He had left him breathing for this very moment!
He wanted Jialie Bi to gather the clan's experts and most of its members first.
That would make it easier for him to take action—and reduce the chances of anyone escaping!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Powerful auras burst out from every corner of the mansion.
Figures surged toward the main hall from all directions like a rising tide!
Footsteps, shouts, and weapons being drawn rang out as one!
The First Elder, the Second Elder... all the powerful clan members who had remained behind,
along with a great many guards, quickly surrounded the main hall until not even a drop of water could pass!
Swords left their sheaths, crossbows were strung, and killing intent filled the air!
In just a few dozen breaths, nearly the entire core strength of the Jialie Clan had gathered there!
Seeing the clan's experts gathered around him in a dense, dark mass,
Jialie Bi felt reassured, and a savage smile returned to his face.
He looked as if victory were already his:
"Rat! Do you see? This is the strength of the Jialie Clan!"
"Kneel and beg for mercy now, and I might leave your corpse intact!"
Lin Chen slowly raised his head and swept his gaze over the tightly packed, murderous crowd.
The mocking curve of his lips grew more pronounced.
At last, they were all here.
He let out a soft sigh, seeming a little helpless, and perhaps... a little expectant.
"Family really ought to stay together."
His hoarse voice rang out, carrying a bone-chilling coldness.
Under the puzzled, bewildered gazes of Jialie Bi, Jialie Ao, and every member of the Jialie Clan,
Lin Chen slowly raised both hands.
"Vmmm! Vmmm!"
Two sword cries, as if from the depths of the Nine Nether, abruptly tore through the clamor!
One red and one gray, two ancient sword phantoms appeared out of thin air, condensed to the utmost and radiating a terrifying aura of slaughtering all living things and annihilating all creation.
They circled Lin Chen, slowly spinning like fish that had come to life!
Yuantu! Abi!
The instant the twin swords appeared, an indescribable killing intent and aura of death, solid as a storm,
swept through the entire hall!
The temperature plunged!
The weaker guards felt their souls tremble and their hands and feet turn icy cold, barely able to hold on to their weapons!
Even the Great Dou Master elders felt their hearts seized by an inexplicable dread, as if the gaze of Death had locked onto them!
The smile on Jialie Bi's face froze instantly, his pupils contracting to pinpoints.
Boundless terror swept over him like a frigid sea and drowned him!
From those two bizarre sword phantoms,
he sensed an aura even more terrifying than that punch—more hopeless, more overwhelming!
Th-this wasn't Dou Qi taking form!
What in the world was that?!
Beneath his hood, Lin Chen's gaze was as cold as ice that had endured for ten thousand years. It pierced through the crowd,
locking onto Jialie Bi's ashen face.
He tilted his head slightly. His voice remained calm, yet sounded like a declaration from the god of death:
"Is everyone here?"
"Perfect."
"Let the feast begin."
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