256: Chapter 256 One Cut in Two!

Dead silence.

A suffocating dead silence.

The entire Tingyu Mountain Villa felt as if it were being throttled by an invisible giant hand, falling into a silence even more terrifying than before.

The air was thick with the heavy scent of blood.

Mixed with the pungent odor of scorched earth and residual poison mist, the atmosphere at this moment felt exceptionally heavy.

Even the originally violent, bloodthirsty, and mindless Mutant Zerg...

...seemed to sense a shudder from the depths of their souls at this moment. Their antennae vibrated frantically, emitting bursts of uneasy low cries, and for a while, they didn't dare to launch another attack.

"Spa... Space-type?!"

Ghost Hand King's voice broke the silence, but it sounded sharp and ear-piercing, like nails scraping forcefully across glass, filled with unbelievable terror.

As a lone killer who had struggled through the Apocalypse, specializing in hunting Superpower users and ancient martial artists, he was well-traveled and experienced. Countless experts had died by his hands.

But he swore he had never seen such a terrifying, such an unreasonable Space-type Superpower!

No need for lengthy incantations, no need for complex charging, not even any precursor of energy fluctuations.

Just a casual clenching motion of his hand had directly crushed an S-rank expert along with his personal guard into meat paste!

This had already exceeded the scope of Superpowers; this was simply a miracle! It was a dimensional strike!

"Run! Run fast!"

The instinct for survival instantly overwhelmed all greed and killing intent. Ghost Hand King let out a strange cry.

His originally thin and withered frame suddenly contracted.

The poison mist around him erupted like crazy, instantly transforming into a green tornado dozens of meters high.

He attempted to use the cover of this sky-filling poison mist to perform his proudest 'Poison Escape Technique' and flee this den of trouble.

At the same time, the three-meter-tall muscular monster Luo Lie was also scared out of his wits.

"Roar—!"

He let out a beast-like roar, but it wasn't for an attack; it was to bolster his own courage.

He spun around abruptly, stepping out with those pillar-like legs.

Like an out-of-control heavy tank, he charged down the mountain.

With every step he took, a deep pit was stamped into the ground, sending crushed stones flying and making the earth tremble.

Two great S-rank experts, at this moment, didn't even have the courage to make a move; they only wanted to escape with their lives!

Lin Yuan stood at the edge of the cliff, with a bottomless abyss behind him and a messy battlefield before him.

His black trench coat flapped loudly in the biting mountain wind. He had one hand in his pocket, his expression so indifferent it was as if he were watching a farce.

He watched the two figures fleeing in panic.

There was not a single ripple in his eyes, which were as deep as the night sky. He simply slowly raised his right hand and gently clenched his slender fingers toward the void.

Ghost Hand King, who was fleeing frantically and was about to rush out of the villa gates, suddenly felt his vision blur.

The green poison mist that had been spreading outward to block vision and perception suddenly came to a bizarre halt.

Following that, the surrounding space seemed to turn into a giant hydraulic press, beginning to squeeze inward frantically!

"Ugh—!"

The poison mist, subjected to the pressure of space...

...instantly formed a high-density sealed sphere, trapping Ghost Hand King tightly inside!

"Cough, cough, cough! What's going on?! My poison mist... cough... why is it out of control?!"

Ghost Hand King cried out in terror, his hands waving frantically in an attempt to disperse the surrounding toxic gas.

This poison mist was his life-bound Superpower, possessing extreme corrosiveness and neurotoxins. Usually, he controlled it to attack outward, making it his sharpest tool for murder and robbery.

But now, this poison mist was being forced back into his mouth, nostrils, and pores!

"No! No—! Stop! I am Ghost Hand King! I have endless wealth, I can be your dog! Don't kill me!"

Ghost Hand King let out a desperate and shrill scream, his voice becoming hoarse and unpleasant because his trachea was being corroded.

The poison he was most proud of had now become his most fatal death warrant.

Within the extremely concentrated closed space...

...the concentration of the poison mist reached a terrifying level.

The toxic gases that could instantly corrode steel seemed to have a life of their own, frantically drilling into his seven orifices, eroding his skin, muscles, and internal organs...

*Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—*

The tooth-aching sound of corrosion was clearly audible on the silent battlefield.

In just a few seconds...

...the notorious S-rank killer, Ghost Hand King, who struck fear into everyone's hearts...

...was turned into a puddle of foul-smelling green bubbling blood within his own poison mist cage, with not even a bone fragment left.

Only that corrosion-resistant black robe...

...fell lightly to the ground, proving that he had once existed.

Looking back and seeing this scene, the fleeing Luo Lie completely broke down.

Although he wasn't very intelligent and had a violent temper...

...his beast-like intuition told him that the man behind him was simply invincible!

Run?

In the face of such mysterious and unpredictable spatial methods, running was simply a joke!

"Ahhh! I'll fight you to the death!"

Knowing that escape was hopeless, the cornered Luo Lie instead triggered the ferocity within him.

He braked suddenly, turned around, his eyes as red as blood, and his muscles swelled another size, shattering his combat suit.

A thick layer of dark golden luster appeared on his dark skin, as if a layer of molten iron had been poured over him.

This was his Superpower—[Vajra Body]!

In his full defense state, even an anti-tank missile hitting him head-on would only leave a white mark on his body!

"Go to hell!"

Luo Lie roared, his legs kicking off the ground as he launched himself like a cannonball. He held that thousand-pound alloy mace high with both hands, bringing it down toward Lin Yuan with immense force!

This strike gathered the strength of his entire life, enough to crush a main battle tank or even collapse half a small building!

The wind howled, and the pressure was overwhelming.

However, facing this mountain-crushing blow, Lin Yuan's expression didn't change; he didn't even blink. He didn't retreat or defend; his posture remained as upright as a pine tree.

He simply casually raised his right hand, pressed his index fingers together, and lightly sliced through the void toward the mid-air Luo Lie.

The movement was elegant and light, like a painter making a freehand stroke on a canvas.

A thin black line, almost invisible to the naked eye...

...flashed through the air.

Wherever this thin line passed, space was neatly sliced open, revealing the pitch-black void turbulence behind it.

There was no earth-shaking explosion, no dazzling light.

There was only the most extreme, most pure sharpness.

It was that kind of silent cutting where the Great Dao is simple.

In mid-air...

...Luo Lie froze there, maintaining his posture of holding the mace high.

His hideous expression, blood-red eyes, and bulging veins were all frozen at that moment.

His originally violent aura vanished without a trace in an instant.

The next second.

*Splat!*

A thin line of blood slowly emerged from the center of his forehead.

Then it rapidly extended downward, passing through the bridge of his nose, lips, chin, chest, all the way down to his crotch.

Immediately after.

*Crack!*

That supposedly indestructible special alloy mace in his hand split neatly in half, as if it were fragile tofu.

Subsequently, Luo Lie's body—the one claimed to be indestructible and unshakeable even by missiles—also split neatly into two along that bloodline!

Blood, along with colorful internal organs, showered the ground like rain.

Sliced in two!

*Thump! Thump!*

The two halves of the corpse fell heavily at Lin Yuan's feet, kicking up a cloud of dust.

But before the dust could touch Lin Yuan's shoes, it was blocked by an invisible spatial barrier; not even a speck of dust could stain the corner of his clothes.

Spotless, his white clothes were as pure as snow.

Silence.

A deathly silence.

Three S-rank experts.

One was the Young Master of the Mad Dragon Society, one was a killer who struck fear into all, and one was a tyrant of immense strength.

In less than a minute...

...all wiped out!

This was Lin Yuan's current strength.

On the battlefield, all the survivors of the Murong Family gaped.

They stared blankly at this scene, even forgetting to breathe, forgetting the pain in their bodies.

The powerful enemies they had fought with all their might and suffered heavy casualties to resist...

...before this man...

...were as fragile as clay chickens and pottery dogs!

The visual impact simply overturned their worldview.

"This... what realm is this?"

The heavily injured Murong Family Head...

...forced himself up at this time, his tiger-like eyes wide as he stared intently at that young back.

He had practiced ancient martial arts his whole life.

Having reached the Half-Step Grandmaster realm, he thought he was already a figure standing at the top of the pyramid, able to look down on everyone.

But seeing Lin Yuan's methods, he realized how much of a frog in a well he had been!

This kind of power was simply beyond human reach!

"God... is he a god?"

A young female disciple covered her mouth, murmuring to herself.

Her eyes were full of fanatical worship.

In the Apocalypse, the strong are the truth, and the power Lin Yuan displayed at this moment was the absolute truth!

Not far away...

Murong Xueer was still sitting on the ground, leaning against a cold rock, rapidly circulating her internal energy to heal her injuries.

She looked at the man who was like a demon god, an unusual light flowing in her beautiful eyes.

She knew Lin Yuan was strong; she had seen his methods in the previous Shelter.

But she never imagined he was strong to this extent!

No redundant movements, no flashy techniques; just the application of spatial laws had reached the domain of a 'god.'

"Is this... the true peak?"

Murong Xueer murmured to herself.

As a SSS-rank expert, she didn't blindly worship like the common people; it was more of a recognition and yearning from one strong person to another.

The heartstrings that had been tight due to the family crisis finally relaxed at this moment.

It wasn't because of dependency.

It was because she knew that in front of this man, no crisis was a crisis anymore.

This was the trust of one expert in another even stronger expert.

"It seems I'm still far off..."

A self-deprecating smile tugged at the corner of Murong Xueer's mouth, but a stronger fighting spirit ignited in her eyes.

One day, I will also reach this height!

However, the battle was not yet over.

*Hiss, hiss—*

*Chirp, chirp, chirp—*

It seemed they were stimulated by the thick scent of blood emitted when the two S-rank experts died.

The mutant insect swarms that had been stagnant due to fear became restless again.

The villains were dead, but the 'Black Tide' remained!

There were tens of thousands, an endless supply of Gold-Eating Ants and Carrion Beetles.

They were a dark mass, covering every inch of the villa's land, making one's scalp tingle just looking at them; it was enough to trigger anyone's trypophobia.

Lin Yuan slowly turned around.

His gaze swept over those ugly, hideous insects, and his brow furrowed slightly.