121: Demolishing the Prince's Mansion

Boom!

Above the Imperial Capital, a pitch-black spatial rift suddenly tore through the blood-cloud-covered sky!

Like a falling meteor, Lin Jingyu's figure, enveloped in the lingering Evil Qi of the abyss and the monstrous pressure of his recent Breakthrough, slammed violently onto Vermilion Bird Street, which had already become a Shura Field (Shura field)!

Where he landed, the hard Azure Lapis ground instantly cracked and collapsed, forming a deep pit several zhang wide. The violent Qi wave sent dozens of low-level demonic creatures, who were tearing at corpses, flying and shattering!

"Roar—!"

Several massive, bone-armored siege giants nearby instinctively sensed this sudden terrifying threat. They roared, abandoned their current targets, and charged forward like moving small mountains, bringing with them a foul wind and brute force!

Lin Jingyu couldn't even be bothered to lift his eyelids.

He had just fought his way out from under the fragmented claw of the Dominator of the Abyss, breaking through to the Fourth Heaven of the Dharma Aspect Realm, and his Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Body had just achieved Minor Achievement. Although the Primordial Violet Qi around him was restrained, how could the immense power originating from his Physical Body's Origin and the Minor Achievement of the Rule of Strength be withstood by these demonic creatures, who hadn't even reached the Divine Treasury Realm?

"Scram!"

A low roar, like a sudden clap of thunder!

Without any extra movements, just the Aura that hadn't fully retracted after his Breakthrough, mixed with the killing intent that had sliced through the fragmented claw of the Dominator, burst forth!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The three giant demons at the forefront were struck as if by an invisible, multi-ton hammer!

Their hard bone armor instantly exploded into dust, and their massive bodies, before they could even let out a shriek, burst into three huge blood mists!

Thick demonic blood mixed with shattered bones and minced flesh splattered onto the ruined walls, forming a gruesome ink wash painting!

The demonic creatures behind them abruptly halted, and for the first time, deep fear from their Souls appeared in their crimson demonic eyes! They whimpered, their massive bodies trembling, not daring to take another step forward!

Lin Jingyu didn't even glance at these ants. His gaze, like lightning, swept across the scarred Imperial Capital.

Demonic flames raged, black smoke billowed into the sky, and the once prosperous streets had become a slaughterhouse. Faint sounds of fighting and wailing could still be heard from afar. The stench of blood was thick and suffocating.

"Qin Shanhe!" Lin Jingyu's Divine Thought swept out like a storm, instantly locking onto the center of the Imperial Capital, in the direction of the Demon Suppression Division headquarters.

There, several powerful Auras were clashing fiercely. One of them, carrying the heavy intent of a mountain, belonged to Qin Shanhe! His Aura was slightly chaotic, clearly under immense pressure.

"Seventh Prince!" A cold light flared in Lin Jingyu's eyes, his killing intent solidifying into substance! Framing others, luring demons to slaughter the city, just to eliminate dissidents? This villain deserves to be executed!

His target was clear—the Seventh Prince's Mansion!

Lin Jingyu took a step!

The deep pit beneath his feet exploded and sank further! And he himself had transformed into a purple-gold stream of light tearing through the air, crashing straight towards the vast Seventh Prince's Mansion located on the west side of the Imperial City, at a speed exceeding that of sound!

Rumble!

A sonic boom cloud exploded behind him, forming a long white trail of Qi waves!

Wherever he passed, whether it was obstructing demonic creatures, collapsed building ruins, or even several hastily shot dark rays of Evil Path techniques, all were directly shattered and annihilated by this unreasonably brutal Physical Body speed! Leaving behind a chaotic vacuum corridor!

"What... what was that?!" On a broken tower in the distance, several Demon Suppression Division captains, struggling to hold on, witnessed this terrifying scene and cried out in shock.

"So... such speed! Such a terrifying Aura!"

"It's... it's Lord Lin! Lord Lin has returned from the Abyss!" Someone recognized that distinctive burly figure, their voice filled with the ecstasy of surviving a disaster.

"The direction he's heading... is the Seventh Prince's Mansion?!" Another person's voice trembled, filled with unbelievable horror, "Could the rumors... be true?!"

The Seventh Prince's Mansion.

This luxurious mansion, built at immense cost, with carved beams and painted rafters, and protected by powerful defensive Formations, was currently enveloped in a thick, dark red blood light.

The interior of the mansion was not a safe zone; instead, it was filled with dense Devilish Qi, and countless twisted demonic patterns writhed on the ground and walls, clearly having been completely transformed into one of the core nodes of a demonic nest.

Above the mansion, a massive blood-colored skull banner flapped in the wind, exuding an Aura of defiled Souls.

The mansion's main gate was tightly shut, forged from some pitch-black demonized metal, covered with ferocious demonic head reliefs, emitting an ominous dark glow.

Two teams of elite demonic guards, whose Auras far surpassed ordinary demonic creatures, clad in heavy armor and wielding demonic weapons covered in barbs, stood like statues before the gate, their crimson demonic eyes vigilantly scanning the blood-cloud-churning sky.

Boom—!!!

Without warning! A purple-gold meteor, carrying a violent Aura that crushed everything, ignored the distorted force field emitted by all defensive Formations, and with the most brutal posture, slammed heavily into that pitch-black giant gate inscribed with countless demonic patterns!

Crack! Boom!!!

The hard demonized metal gate, along with the layers of Evil Path Restrictions applied to it, was as fragile as paper!

It was instantly shattered inwards!

Countless twisted metal fragments mixed with the light shavings (light shards) of the collapsing Restrictions, shot into the mansion like a downpour!

The dozen or so elite demonic guards standing behind the gate, without even time to react, were torn into a sky full of blood and flesh by the violent impact wave and metal fragments!

Amidst the swirling dust, Lin Jingyu's mountain-like figure, stepping over the ground covered in metal wreckage and shattered demonic guard corpses, slowly walked into this Devilish Qi-filled princely mansion.

"Audacious! What kind of Prodigy dares to trespass...!" From deep within the mansion, a sharp, piercing roar erupted, accompanied by a surge of Devilish Qi at the Peak of the Divine Treasury Realm! Clearly, it was a Demonic Path expert stationed within the mansion.

The sound abruptly ceased.

Lin Jingyu didn't even look in the direction of the sound; he merely pressed his hand towards the place where the Devilish Qi was rising, from a distance!

Buzz!

A giant palm print, condensed from pure strength and entwined with wisps of Primordial Violet Qi, appeared out of thin air, covering half the courtyard! Beneath the palm print, space groaned under the unbearable pressure!

Rumble!

The courtyard ground, along with the rockeries, pavilions, and writhing demonic patterns on it, and the demonic figure that had just risen, was pressed down several zhang, collapsing entirely!

Forming a clear, five-fingered deep pit! At the bottom of the pit, only a blurry puddle of flesh and shattered demonic artifact fragments remained! That Demonic Path cultivator at the Peak of the Divine Treasury Realm was pulverized with a single palm strike before even announcing his name!

Deep within the princely mansion, there was a moment of deathly silence. Then, even more chaotic demonic roars and terrified screams erupted!

Lin Jingyu's gaze was icy, locking onto the tallest, most Devilish Qi-dense main hall in the center of the mansion. He saw the huge golden plaque hanging before the hall—"Yude Hall"!

"Yude? You don't deserve it!"

Lin Jingyu snorted coldly, like Nine Heavens' chilling ice! He stomped his foot fiercely on the ground!

Boom!

Centered on where his foot landed, spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread throughout the entire front courtyard!

The ground undulated violently like waves! He himself used the force to shoot into the sky, instantly appearing before the huge golden plaque!

Without any fancy moves or charging, just a simple punch, containing the power of Minor Achievement in the Rule of Strength and the initial Great Power of the Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Body, struck straight out!

Where the fist passed, the air was compressed into a solid white Qi barrier!

Bang!!!

That massive golden plaque, crafted from thousand-year-old golden nanmu, inlaid with jewels, and reinforced with protective Restrictions, along with the incredibly sturdy jade doorframe beneath it, exploded with a roar, like porcelain struck by an ancient divine hammer!

It shattered into a sky full of dust, mixed with the light points of the broken Restrictions, falling like fine powder!

"Lin! Jing! Yu!!"

A roar filled with shock, fury, venom, and a hint of unbelievable fear, exploded from deep within the main hall! The Devilish Qi throughout the main hall churned as if boiling!

Rumble! The heavy doors of the main hall were blasted open from within by an immense force!

A figure, enveloped in Devilish Qi as thick as ink, shot out and hovered in mid-air, staring intently at Lin Jingyu in the dust of the ruins below.

It was precisely the Seventh Prince Zhao Yin!

At this moment, he no longer possessed the graceful nobility of a prince from days past.

He wore ferocious black bone armor, with viscous demonic blood flowing through its seams. His eyes were blood-red, twisted demonic shadows roared deep within his pupils, and his entire body exuded the powerful demonic might of a Dharma Aspect Realm, Second Heaven!

Even more striking was the strangely shaped long sword he clutched in his hand—the blade was long and curved like a snake, entirely black, with nine pale white skulls embedded in its spine that constantly opened and closed, emitting a mournful infant's cry. The hilt was a twisted demonic head, seemingly crying and laughing at the same time!

It was precisely his Evil Path demonic weapon, forged by sacrificing countless Souls of young boys and girls—the Nine Mother-Child Yin Soul Sword!

"You traitor! How dare you destroy my mansion! Ruin my great plan!"

Zhao Yin's face was twisted, Devilish Qi surged, and his demonic sword pointed at Lin Jingyu. The nine skulls simultaneously let out Soul-piercing shrieks, "Even the Abyss couldn't trap you to death? Perfect! Today, I'll use your blood and Soul to sacrifice my divine sword and help my Demonic Technique achieve Major Achievement!"

Facing Zhao Yin's roar and the demonic sword radiating overwhelming Evil Qi, Lin Jingyu slowly raised his head.

He had just experienced a bloody battle in the Abyss, torn apart the Dominator's claw, broken through to the Fourth Heaven of the Dharma Aspect Realm, and his Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Body had just achieved Minor Achievement. His entire being was filled with Evil Qi and Battle Intent, solidified into substance.

The Seventh Prince's demonic might at the Second Heaven of the Dharma Aspect Realm was, in his eyes, nothing more than a noisy insect.

"Betraying the nation? Luring demons?" Lin Jingyu's voice was not loud, yet it carried a Soul-freezing coldness, clearly penetrating the demonic roars and echoing throughout the ruins of the princely mansion, "Do you, of all people, have the right to condemn me?"

He raised his right hand, slowly clenching his five fingers.

There was no dazzling light, no astonishing phenomenon, only pure, condensed to the extreme, terrifying power gathering in his fist. The surrounding air was repelled by this force, forming a suffocating vacuum!

Primordial Violet Qi surged deep within his flesh and blood, the divine radiance of Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Body faintly appeared between his muscles and bones, and the patterns of the Rule of Strength flowed on his fist!

"Your life, and this dog's nest of yours..."

Lin Jingyu's gaze swept over Zhao Yin, over the Devilish Qi-filled halls and pavilions, as if looking at a pile of unsightly trash.

"...Today, I'll demolish them all!"

Before his words even finished, Lin Jingyu's figure suddenly vanished!