162: Wu Lin takes action!

Thunder, flames, Sword Qi... different energies raged across the dark street.

They illuminated this dark space.

The roaring sounds gradually diminished.

Hai Zhu, Mo Qing, and the others' gazes, along with the instant the roar exploded, landed on Lu Sheng's location.

The ultimate power of slaughter, at this moment, was fully displayed in their vision.

Under that terrifying slaughter, the flesh and blood of the Shackles Realm demonic cult members began to shatter, as if crushed by an immense force.

Even though they had already unlocked the Shackles of the human body, under absolute power, they ultimately couldn't withstand it!

The Earth Shaking Hammer alone weighed a full ninety-nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine catties, not to mention the terrifying inherent power and Heaven and Earth Power contained within the Earth Shaking Hammer!

As the roars faded.

The scene of the battlefield was finally revealed.

One by one, the black-robed figures now lay on the ground.

Only a black-robed figure at the Peak of the Shackles Realm still stood precariously on the ground, though his clothes were already tattered, and the mask on his face had been utterly pulverized by that terrifying force.

His entire body was a bloody mess, and through the blurred flesh, one could even see the white bones buried beneath.

Although he could still stand there, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and when he looked at Lu Sheng's location, his eyes were filled with terror.

"This guy..."

The black-robed figure's pupils constantly quivered as he looked at the teetering Lu Sheng before him, his heart filled with nothing but endless fear.

And Lu Sheng's body at this moment also began to spasm uncontrollably, a strong look of exhaustion had already crept onto Lu Sheng's brow.

Looking at the demonic cult members he had slain with his Heaven and Earth Hammer, a hint of joy appeared in Lu Sheng's eyes.

However, when his gaze fell upon the demonic cult member at the Peak of the Shackles Realm, a trace of regret still flickered in his eyes.

"In the end, I didn't kill them all..."

Lu Sheng murmured softly, then his vision went black, and his entire brain instantly became muddled, causing him to fall straight to the ground.

Finally, he passed out.

"Hmm?"

Seeing this scene, the demonic cult member at the Peak of the Shackles Realm was first stunned, then a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and kill him!"

Hai Zhu roared at this moment, reminding the demonic cult member at the Peak of the Shackles Realm.

Upon hearing this, the man also took a deep breath and staggered towards Lu Sheng. Although he too had reached his limit, killing a unconscious Lu Sheng was still relatively easy.

However, as soon as he took a step, a gentle breeze suddenly swept past.

In an instant, the man's head was separated from his body.

It was Mo Qing, who had appeared in front of Lu Sheng at some unknown point, looking indifferently at the demonic cult members before him.

"Mo Qing!!"

Hai Zhu was stunned by this scene, then immediately fell into a rage.

Damn it, didn't they agree that no one above the Shackles Realm would make a move?

Why was Mo Qing now violating the rules he himself had set?

However, facing Hai Zhu's furious roar, a smile appeared on Mo Qing's indifferent face.

"Time's up. Everything that was said before... doesn't count!"

Hearing Mo Qing's words, Hai Zhu became even more enraged, and a powerful Aura instantly erupted from Hai Zhu's body.

Damn it, he was about to kill Lu Sheng, and this guy actually violated his own rules, which made Hai Zhu incredibly annoyed.

"Mo Qing, do you have any rules at all?!"

"Rules?"

Mo Qing raised an eyebrow slightly, then suddenly said with a smile.

"My rules are the rules!"

He slowly raised his silver hammer, aimed it in Hai Zhu's direction, tilted his head, and slowly uttered an indifferent voice.

"Do you really think I can't kill you?"

Boom!

In an instant, as Mo Qing's words fell.

Terrifying energy surged directly from Mo Qing's body, like a raging tsunami, overwhelming Hai Zhu.

Seven golden patterns covered Mo Qing's body, and the golden radiance was like a true golden Buddha statue.

Furthermore, a majestic sound exploded in the dark street.

"Now... it's my time!"

As Mo Qing's words fell, his entire being seemed to transform into a golden lightning bolt, instantly charging into Hai Zhu and the others.

Facing such terrifying speed, Hai Zhu only managed to slightly narrow his pupils, and then he saw Mo Qing had already appeared before him.

The silver hammer, now covered in golden radiance, then ruthlessly descended upon him!

Thud!

The ultimate sense of power bloomed at this moment.

Even the ground beneath Hai Zhu's feet instantly rippled under this terrifying force, the hard ground spreading like water waves.

Even with the demonic cult's Heaven Vein secret technique, which also elevated his cultivation to the Seven Revolutions Golden Body.

But the disparity in strength... was completely revealed with that muffled thud!

Without any pause, Hai Zhu's body instantly shattered under that terrifying force, turning into a bloody pulp, directly splattered on the ground.

"One..."

Mo Qing's faint voice echoed, sounding like the whisper of a grim reaper in the dark street.

Pfft!

Muffled thuds continuously rang out.

In an instant, those demonic cult members who had previously been able to contend with Mo Qing were now instantly annihilated as if they were rotting wood!

In just a few seconds, all the demonic cult members on this street were completely slain by Mo Qing!

Having done all this, Mo Qing stood quietly on the street, looking at the demonic cult members who had turned into rotten flesh, a hint of disdain appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"If that guy Wang Mu came, perhaps I would be somewhat wary, but you scum of the demonic cult..."

"How dare sewer rats swagger onto the streets!"

Mo Qing spat a mouthful of saliva at the demonic cult members' bloody pulp, then walked over to Lu Sheng.

Looking at the unconscious Lu Sheng, a trace of complex emotion appeared in Mo Qing's eyes.

"You, fellow... you really are quite surprising!"

Mo Qing said with a smile, then carried Lu Sheng on his shoulder, his gaze turning towards 38 Zhenwu Street, and he let out a soft murmur.

"Teacher... it's your turn to act!"

...Purple light, from outside Iron City, suddenly shot out, forming a beam of light, as if it had completely pierced through the entire sky.

Endless winds and clouds twisted and distorted at this moment.

An extremely oppressive Aura instantly poured out, as if it wanted to completely destroy Heaven and Earth.

Gradually, a purple hexagram pattern instantly appeared in the sky.

With the appearance of this purple hexagram pattern, an evil Aura also descended from that location, enveloping the entire Iron City.

On the small hill, the envoy stood there, looking at the purple hexagram pattern in the sky, and beneath his devil mask, there was only endless fanaticism.

Behind him, Chen Long had already knelt on the ground, cheering towards the pattern in the sky.

"Welcome... the Demon Emperor's arrival!!!"

Low roars mixed with fanaticism echoed at the hill's location.

Suddenly, from within the purple hexagram pattern, a purple arm seemed to break through the shackles of Heaven and Earth, extending directly from the pattern.

With the appearance of that purple arm, the entire Heaven and Earth were permeated with an ultimate majesty.

Boom!

The surrounding space seemed unable to withstand this terrifying pressure, beginning to tremble wildly, and a series of roars sounded.

In Iron City, whether it was those fighting the demonic cult or the demonic cult members, upon hearing these roars, they instantly showed expressions of pain.

They seemed unable to bear this power and the roaring.

And at this moment, in the main hall of 38 Zhenwu Street.

Wu Lin sat quietly in his chair, one hand resting on the iron hammer beside him. Next to Wu Lin, the incense burner with a stick of sandalwood incense had almost burned to its end.

Suddenly… the sandalwood incense broke, and the rising smoke completely stopped at this moment.

As the sandalwood incense burned out,

Wu Lin, who had been keeping his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes at this moment.

Dong!!!

A terrifying wave of Aura surged from Wu Lin's burly physique. His body, which had looked somewhat aged, was now radiant.

He slowly raised his head, gazing at the hexagram in the sky, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"A Gate of Summoning for a Demon Emperor level..."

"Aren't you underestimating this old man a bit too much!"

Wu Lin suddenly chuckled. He stood up from the chair, one hand already gripping the mottled iron hammer.

"Just killing one Demon Emperor truly leaves me feeling a bit unsatisfied!"

Wu Lin murmured, then took a step, and in an instant, he had vanished from the hall of 38 Zhenwu Street.

When Wu Lin's figure reappeared, he was already in the sky above Iron City.

Wu Lin's appearance was immediately noticed by Chen Long and the Envoy on the small hill.

A hint of excitement appeared in Chen Long's eyes.

"Could this... be the Great Xia Martial Saint?!"

A faint light flickered in the Envoy's eyes, and he sneered, "Whether he is the Great Xia Martial Saint or not, we'll know by watching!"

With that, the Envoy also took a step, actually treading on the Void Realm, walking step by step towards the sky.

Soon, he arrived before Wu Lin.

"The Ninth Envoy of the Demonic Cult greets Senior Martial Saint!!!"

The Ninth Envoy bowed respectfully to Wu Lin, but his eyes were fixed on Wu Lin, a faint, eerie glow flickering within them.

Even as an Envoy of the Demonic Cult, he wasn't sure if the other party was truly the Great Xia Martial Saint.

So, he directly used these words to test the other party.

However, facing the Ninth Envoy's words, Wu Lin's gaze didn't even fall on him. He merely glanced indifferently at the hexagram in the sky, then sneered.

"A bunch of rat-like things, daring to test this old man. Truly ignorant of life and death!!!"

No sooner had Wu Lin's voice fallen, and the Ninth Envoy was about to say something, when suddenly, an extreme sense of pressure erupted from Wu Lin.

Immediately after, streaks of blood-red light suddenly bloomed under the dark night sky, as if transforming into a crimson blood rain, suddenly descending upon the earth.

Swish swish swish!!!

These red lights, as if they had eyes, poured down into Iron City, precisely striking towards the Demonic Cult members within Iron City.

Puchi!!!

The blood rain landed on their bodies, like sharp Sword Qi, instantly piercing through the bodies of those Demonic Cult members.

Whether they were in the Shackles Realm, Body Repository, or Spirit Transformation Flying Heaven,

Even the Twelve Demonic Envoys of the Heaven Vein, powerful Golden Body level experts, were instantly pierced through by the blood rain controlled by Wu Lin.

In an instant, as the blood rain continuously fell, all Demonic Cult members in Iron City were, at this moment, completely slaughtered.

"You!!!"

The Ninth Envoy's pupils suddenly constricted as he watched this scene unfold.

Leaving aside the ordinary Demonic Cult members, who could be easily cultivated for Flying Heaven or Spirit Transformation.

But Golden Body level Demonic Cult members were much harder to cultivate!

Wu Lin had just appeared and immediately acted without hesitation, slaughtering the Demonic Cult members in Iron City, including the Twelve Demonic Envoys of the Heaven Vein.

Such methods... even the Ninth Envoy felt a pang of pain watching.

Although the Demonic Cult had the support of the Alien Demons, it had cost them a great deal to successfully cultivate so many powerful individuals.

Now... they were all cleanly slaughtered by Wu Lin.

However... a flicker of light passed through the depths of the Ninth Envoy's eyes, and he looked at Wu Lin again.

Being able to so easily slay these Demonic Cult members also demonstrated the opponent's great strength.

At the very least, he was a powerful expert in the Entering Dao Stage.

Perhaps... he really could be the Great Xia Martial Saint!

As he thought of this, a peculiar emotion, a mixture of excitement and fear, enveloped the Ninth Envoy.

The excitement was that finding the whereabouts of the Ten Saints of Great Xia would be a great achievement for the Demonic Cult.

The fear was that the Martial Saint's strength was so terrifying, whether he could escape safely was a question.

But fortunately... the Ninth Envoy looked at the hexagram in the sky, his gaze gradually becoming fanatical.

"No matter who you are, with a Demon Emperor descending, I will be safe and sound!!!"

The Ninth Envoy sneered inwardly.

"What are you laughing at?"

Suddenly, Wu Lin spoke to the Ninth Envoy.

"Hmm?"

The Ninth Envoy was stunned, feeling a little confused. He was wearing a mask, and he was sneering inwardly, so how did this guy... "I hate people who laugh the most!"

Dong!

Before the Ninth Envoy could react, Wu Lin suddenly slapped out his palm with some irritation.

Terrifying power instantly descended upon the Ninth Envoy.

In an instant, even though the Ninth Envoy had Creation Realm cultivation, facing Wu Lin's palm, his Physical Body instantly shattered!

Flesh and blood fell from the sky, polluting the buildings.

But very quickly, the Ninth Envoy's Physical Body recovered again.

Only his Aura was slightly weaker.

Having reached the fourth Realm of the Qi Refining Stage, the Nirvana Realm.

Even if the Physical Body is damaged, one can consume enough Heaven and Earth Power to repair one's Physical Body, thus achieving immortality.

As long as there is enough Heaven and Earth Power, unless the Divine Soul is also annihilated, it is impossible to kill him.

Therefore, at this stage, it was already very difficult to be slain.

The Ninth Envoy looked at Wu Lin with a gloomy expression. Just as he was about to utter some threatening words, Wu Lin's voice rang out again at this moment.

"I hate people with unpleasant expressions the most!"

Dong!

Another slap.

Another shattered Physical Body.

"I hate people with no expression the most!"

Dong!

Another slap, another shattered Physical Body.

"I hate people who don't speak the most!"

"I..."

Wu Lin's voice continuously echoed in the sky.

Every time Wu Lin's voice rang out, the Ninth Envoy's Physical Body would shatter once, so much so that when Wu Lin stopped speaking,

The Ninth Envoy's speed of Physical Body recovery had slowed down.

In the end, it took him a full two to three minutes to barely restore his Physical Body.

The Ninth Envoy looked at Wu Lin with a terrified expression.

What kind of pervert is this guy?!

He hits me if I smile, he hits me if I don't smile, he hits me if I don't speak, he hits me if I speak.

What am I supposed to do?!

For a moment, the Ninth Envoy felt like crying without tears.

But fortunately, Wu Lin seemed to have vented his anger and no longer targeted the Ninth Envoy, instead slowly turning his gaze to the hexagram.

"So it's you, old fellow!"

Suddenly, Wu Lin's voice, tinged with emotion, rang out.

"Last time I let you escape, and this time you still dare to come before this old man. Truly... ignorant of life and death!!!"

Wu Lin's low voice echoed between Heaven and Earth.

The Ninth Envoy listened to Wu Lin's words, somewhat bewildered, and couldn't help but look at the hexagram in the sky.

He saw that the arm extending from the greenish-purple hexagram seemed to sense Wu Lin's voice, first becoming stiff.

Immediately after, as if encountering some immense terror, the entire arm began to tremble.

The arm continuously shook, trying to retract into the hexagram.

The shaking of the arm agitated the surrounding space, making it look extremely disheveled.

The Ninth Envoy was also stunned as he watched this scene unfold.

What's happening???

Lord Demon Emperor... is he going to flee before even descending???