20: Chapter 20 VIP Ward? This is clearly a slaughterhouse! Commander Lin, hold me tight!

The sound of gunfire grew increasingly intense, mingled with desperate roars.

Su Yang and Lin Bing moved one after the other, swiftly passing through the opulent yet eerily silent corridor.

The further they went, the more intense the sickening stench became, which even the pervasive Advanced perfume in the air could not mask.

The originally pink walls gradually turned dark red. Looking closely, the wallpaper seemed to be pieced together from the skin of some creature, and touching it, one could even feel a slight warmth and pulse.

"This... what kind of hellish place is this?!"

Lin Bing looked at the eerie scene, her palms slick with cold sweat as she gripped her gun.

Having worked at the Supernatural Bureau for so many years, she considered herself experienced, but this feat of turning an entire building into a "living organism" still made her scalp tingle.

"Can't handle this much?"

Su Yang walked in front, even strolling leisurely as he reached out to poke the wall, from which a viscous, bloody fluid immediately oozed out.

"Officer Lin, this is the smell of desire."

"Those women who want to become beautiful would not hesitate to sell their Soul to the devil for this skin. The owner of this hospital has merely fulfilled their wishes."

"It's just that... the price is a little high."

As they spoke, the two arrived in front of a pair of double doors at the end of the corridor.

The doorplate bore a few gold-stamped characters—[VIP Exclusive Surgery Center].

The gunfire was coming from inside!

"Careful! There are many of those monsters inside!"

Lin Bing warned in a low voice.

"Monsters?"

A bloodthirsty sneer curled the corners of Su Yang's mouth, and a faint Palm Thunder flickered in his hand.

"In my eyes, they are all trash!"

Bang! Without the slightest hesitation, he flew into the air and kicked the heavy door, shattering it to pieces!

Boom! The scene behind the door was instantly revealed to them.

Even with mental preparation, Lin Bing was still shocked, drawing a sharp breath at the depiction of Hell before her.

This was a huge operating room, or rather... a slaughterhouse!

The originally white operating tables were now stained black-red with blood.

Dozens of "doctors" in white coats and "nurses" in pink uniforms were attacking the few special police officers in the corner like wild beasts.

Some of those "doctors and nurses" still maintained human form, while others had already torn off their disguises, revealing their furry, sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked yellow weasel forms, their sharp claws hanging with bits of flesh as they bit and tore frantically.

On the ground lay several corpses, some wearing police uniforms, already disemboweled.

Others were naked young girls, not only was their facial skin peeled off, but even the skin on their bodies had been stripped clean, revealing bloody muscle fibers that were still twitching slightly!

"Help! Requesting backup! Requesting backup!"

In the corner, the only three remaining special police officers stood back-to-back, their submachine guns spitting fire wildly, but in front of these monsters that felt no pain and moved with agility, the bullets had minimal effect.

"Is this the feast?"

Lin Bing looked at the complete human skins hanging under the shadowless lamps, her stomach churning, and anger instantly turned her eyes blood-red.

"Beasts! This group of beasts!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! She raised her pistol and fired three shots at the nearest "doctor," each shot hitting the head!

The "doctor's" head exploded, but it did not fall; instead, it turned around, revealing half of a shattered human skin and a hideous beast face underneath, emitting a piercing screech as it lunged at Lin Bing!

"Careful!" Just as the sharp claws were about to tear open Lin Bing's throat.

Zzzzzz—! A dazzling golden thunderbolt suddenly swept in from the side!

Boom! The yellow weasel spirit didn't even have time to scream before it was blasted into charcoal by the thunderbolt, exploding into a sky full of black ash.

Su Yang stood at the door, his right hand still in the posture of striking a palm, with Palm Thunder swirling around it, like the descent of a Thunder God.

"Yo, is this the VIP treatment? It's quite lively here."

He scanned the entire scene, his eyes filled with a cold indifference to all living beings.

"Since you're all here, it saves me from having to find you one by one."

"All of you... die!!!"

Boom! With a roar, Su Yang's whole body glowed with intense golden light, and his Nine Revolutions Pure Yang Body erupted with full force!

He transformed into a stream of golden light and charged directly into the pile of monsters!

Bang! Bang! Bang! With every punch, a yellow weasel would have its head blown off or be torn in half.

Simple, brutal, bloody!

Su Yang was like a human meat grinder, and wherever he passed, limbs flew and flesh splattered!

Those previously ferocious yellow weasel spirits were, in front of this human, as fragile as paper.

"Is... is this even human?" The few surviving special police officers were dumbfounded, forgetting to shoot, staring blankly at the figure slaughtering his way through the crowd of monsters.

Lin Bing's beautiful eyes were also wide open. Although she knew Su Yang was strong, seeing him in such a berserk state with her own eyes still made her heart race, and an inexplicable sense of security welled up.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" The remaining dozen or so yellow weasel spirits were terrified.

Although they were bloodthirsty, they were not stupid. Facing such an invincible god of slaughter, instinctive fear took over.

They let out a piercing scream, abandoned their opponents one after another, and turned to flee.

"Want to run? Did you ask me?"

Su Yang sneered and slammed his hands together.

"Golden Light Curse: Prison!"

Hum—! Countless rays of golden light shot out from his body, instantly transforming into a huge golden cage, enclosing the entire operating room.

The yellow weasels that hit the golden light were instantly burned, squeaking and emitting puffs of black smoke.

"Shutting the door to beat the dog; how could I miss such a good opportunity?"

Su Yang cracked his neck, making a crisp clicking sound, and walked step by step toward the trembling monsters.

Just as he was preparing to start a massacre and reap this wave of points.

"Clap, clap, clap." A slow and elegant round of applause suddenly came from the lounge deep inside the operating room.

"Wonderful, truly wonderful."

"I didn't expect to see such pure Yang Qi and thunder techniques in this Age of Dharma Decline."

Accompanying the old yet somewhat charming voice.

The door to the lounge slowly opened.

An old woman wearing a bright red qipao and holding a jade pipe, surrounded by a group of "young nurses," walked out slowly.

This old woman had gray hair, combed meticulously. Although her face was covered in wrinkles, her skin was exceptionally fair and tender, like a baby's skin pasted onto a withered skeleton, exuding a strange sense of disharmony.

Especially her eyes, narrow and cold, flickering with a greenish light, as if they could see through a person's Soul.

"Grandmother!" The surviving yellow weasel spirits saw the old woman as if they had seen a savior, kneeling on the ground, trembling.

"Trash."

The old woman didn't even look at them, waving her pipe lightly.

Whoosh— A black wind swept by, and those dozen or so yellow weasel spirits instantly shriveled up, turning into dried-out human skins that drifted to the ground.

"Since you're useless, become my nourishment."

The old woman took a deep puff from her pipe, exhaling a skull-shaped smoke ring, her green eyes fixed on Su Yang, her tongue licking her lips.

"Young man, your skin is good, and your Yang Qi is even more top-notch."

"If you offer it to me, I can make you my concubine, and you will enjoy endless wealth and glory, how about it?"

"A concubine?"

Su Yang looked at this foul-smelling Old Demoness and almost threw up his dinner from last night.

"I say, old woman, why don't you take a look at yourself in the mirror?"

"With that face of yours, I'd find you uncomfortable even as a shoe insole!"

He turned to look at Lin Bing behind him and said loudly on purpose: "Officer Lin, hold onto me! This old monster is too ugly; I'm afraid I'll get a stye if I look at her!"

Lin Bing: "..." Although the situation was critical, she still couldn't help wanting to kick this guy.

"You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"

The old woman's face instantly darkened, and she slammed her pipe against the ground.

"Little ones, take him down for me! I want to peel his skin alive and make it into the latest coat!"

Rumble— Following her command, the floor of the operating room suddenly cracked open.

Countless bloody hands reached out from underground, and immediately after, humanoid monsters with no skin, only bloody muscle tissue, crawled out, roaring!

Those were... the vengeful spirits of the victims who had been skinned! They had been refined into blood corpses by this Old Demoness!

There were at least a hundred of them! Dense and crowded, like an army of evil ghosts crawling out of Hell!

"This... is going to be a bit troublesome."

Su Yang looked at this terrifying number, his brows furrowed slightly, but the Battle Intent in his eyes burned even higher.

"Officer Lin, hide behind me, don't run around."

"Looks like we're going to have a big fight today!"