50: War God's Hideout

“You little beast! Get out here and die!!”

Zhao Yuangang's roar, carrying the terrifying pressure of the Divine Treasury Realm, was like a red-hot branding iron searing into the Demonic Den! The air burned, rock walls crumbled, and the invisible pressure was enough to crush the spine of a Marrow Cleansing Realm Martial Artist!

Deep within the Demonic Den, the piled-up remains of demons and monsters silently turned to dust under this pressure.

Amidst the swirling smoke and dust, a dark gold figure moved!

Lin Jingyu took a step forward!

The space beneath his feet rippled faintly, like the surface of water; his figure suddenly blurred and stretched, vanishing from the spot as if teleporting!

There was no sonic boom! No turbulent airflow!

Only a strange speed that surpassed the limits of visual capture!

“Hm?!” Zhao Yuangang's pupils contracted sharply! His Divine Sense, which had angrily locked onto the target, instantly lost Lin Jingyu! The opponent seemed to have evaporated into thin air!

The next moment!

“Buzz!”

Lin Jingyu's robust figure appeared like a phantom, without warning, less than three Zhang away from Zhao Yuangang's side!

He stared indifferently at the Ziyang Sect Outer Sect Law Enforcement Elder, devoid of any emotion.

“Old dog, you're noisy.” The cold voice was like bone-scraping frigid wind.

“You?!”

Zhao Yuangang was overwhelmed by shock and fury!

The opponent's speed completely surpassed his understanding of a Tendon Changing Realm Martial Artist!

But the dignity of the Divine Treasury Realm could not be challenged!

“You court death!”

In his blind rage, he had no time to consider how his opponent achieved this.

The blazing Ziyang True Essence erupted, instantly condensing into a layer of purple flame-burning light armor on his body surface!

He spread the five fingers of his right hand, purple light glaring from his palm, and a highly condensed purple fireball emitting an aura of annihilation instantly formed!

“Ziyang Heart Burning Palm! Die!”

Zhao Yuangang struck out with hatred!

The True Essence of a Divine Treasury First Level expert was unleashed without reservation!

The purple fireball swelled against the wind, transforming into a giant flame palm several Zhang in size, burning the air, twisting light, and carrying terrifying high temperatures capable of incinerating mountains and boiling seas, slamming down directly onto the nearby Lin Jingyu!

Before the palm wind even arrived, the ground rock began to melt!

This single palm strike was enough to instantly vaporize a small hill!

Facing this terrifying strike that seemed capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas, Lin Jingyu's eyes held not a single ripple of emotion.

He didn't even activate the protective starlight of the Star Body Tempering Method.

He simply raised his right hand.

His thumb hooked against his middle finger.

Facing the world-shrouding, annihilating giant purple flame palm, he flicked his finger!

“Whoosh—!”

A dark gold Stream of Qi, condensed to the extreme and only about an inch long, shot silently through the air like a meteor tearing through the night sky!

This Stream of Qi lacked earth-shattering momentum, possessing only an absolute sharpness capable of piercing through anything!

It contained the terrifying penetrative power of Lin Jingyu's millions of Catties of brute strength compressed to the extreme, along with the supreme rigidity, supreme Yang, and law-breaking Protective Aura characteristics forged by the Primordial Unity Qi Art!

“Pffft!”

A soft sound, like a sharp blade piercing leather!

The giant purple flame palm, which seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth, was easily pierced by the dark gold beam right in the center of its palm! A bowl-sized hole instantly appeared!

Immediately after—

“Crack! Crackle crackle!”

Using the hole as the center, countless spiderweb-like cracks instantly covered the entire giant flame palm!

“Boom!”

Like a popped bubble, the massive flame palm print containing annihilating True Essence exploded violently less than a Chi above Lin Jingyu's head!

It turned into purple flowing fire scattered across the sky!

The violent shockwave and scorching airflow swept out, causing Lin Jingyu's clothes to flap loudly, but failing to move him in the slightest!

His figure, illuminated by the flowing fire, was like an eternal God or Demon!

“What?!” The fury on Zhao Yuangang's face instantly transformed into extreme shock and disbelief!

His killing move, the Ziyang Sect's renowned Heart Burning Palm, was actually... shattered by a single flick of the opponent's finger?!

This is impossible! This is definitely not the power a Tendon Changing Realm expert should possess!

That finger force... it didn't just penetrate his palm print; it shattered his pride as a Divine Treasury Realm powerhouse!

Just as Zhao Yuangang's mind was violently shaking—

Lin Jingyu's figure blurred again!

Movement Technique! Spatial Shift!

He appeared in front of Zhao Yuangang as if teleporting, the two of them nearly face-to-face!

Those cold, golden pupils clearly reflected the lingering horror in Zhao Yuangang's eyes.

“Where is your Magical Artifact?” Lin Jingyu's voice was like the chilling wind of the Nine Nether.

The shadow of death instantly enveloped him!

Zhao Yuangang's soul nearly fled his body!

He was a Divine Treasury Realm expert after all, and his battle instincts drove him to react in the nick of time!

“Ziyang Heart Guard Mirror! Activate!” He roared, and an ancient bronze mirror on his chest instantly burst forth with dazzling purple light!

A purple diamond-shaped light shield composed of countless profound runes instantly blocked his front!

This was his life-saving Magical Artifact, a High Grade defensive Spiritual Artifact—the Ziyang Heart Guard Mirror! It was capable of withstanding the full-force strike of a Divine Treasury Realm expert of the same Rank!

The instant the light shield appeared, Lin Jingyu's right index finger had already crossed the spatial distance, carrying the will to pierce everything, and tapped the exact center of the light shield!

“Clang—!!!”

A sharp metallic clash, so piercing it threatened to burst eardrums, echoed throughout the Demonic Den!

Time seemed to freeze at this moment!

A trace of relief at surviving the ordeal had just appeared on Zhao Yuangang's face... the next instant, the freeze was broken!

“Crack!”

A clear fissure appeared on the seemingly indestructible purple light shield!

Immediately after, the cracks spread frantically like a plague!

“Bang!!!”

The entire purple light shield, along with the ancient bronze mirror on Zhao Yuangang's chest, shattered violently like fragile glass under Lin Jingyu's seemingly casual finger strike! Countless purple light spots and bronze fragments scattered everywhere!

“Pfft!” Zhao Yuangang was struck as if by a ten-thousand-ton heavy hammer, spurting blood wildly!

The backlash from the destruction of the Heart Guard Mirror made his internal organs feel displaced!

Only boundless terror remained in his eyes!

This monster! His Physical Body was the strongest weapon!

His finger... was more terrifying than a High Grade Spiritual Artifact!

[Ding! High Grade defensive Spiritual Artifact "Ziyang Heart Guard Mirror" destroyed! Target's psyche severely damaged!]

The System's cold prompt was like a death warrant.

After shattering the light shield and the Heart Guard Mirror, Lin Jingyu's finger continued its momentum unabated!

Like the finger of the God of Death, it aimed for Zhao Yuangang's glabella!

“No—!!” Zhao Yuangang let out a desperate roar, the remaining Ziyang True Essence in his body frantically surged toward his glabella, attempting a final struggle!

“Pfft!”

A soft sound.

Like piercing a thin sheet of paper.

The dark gold fingertip ignored the hastily condensed True Essence defense, ignored the skull of a Divine Treasury Realm powerhouse, and effortlessly pierced Zhao Yuangang's glabella!

Zhao Yuangang's roar came to an abrupt halt.

The fear, unwillingness, and malice in his eyes instantly froze.

His body slumped backward, as if all his bones had been removed.

A spot of bright red quickly spread from his glabella, and the life force of the Divine Treasury Realm powerhouse was completely extinguished, like a candle flickering out in the wind.

Ziyang Sect Outer Sect Law Enforcement Elder, Divine Treasury First Level powerhouse, Zhao Yuangang, perished!

[Ding! Killed "Zhao Yuangang (Divine Treasury First Level)," obtained evolution points: 30,000 points!]

[Current evolution points: 5,750 + 30,000 = 35,750 points!]

The cold notification sound announced the harvest.

Lin Jingyu withdrew his finger, not even glancing at the corpse on the ground. His gaze swept over the scattered Magical Artifacts with dimmed spiritual light and Zhao Yuangang's Storage Pouch.

“Even a mosquito's leg is meat.” He waved his large hand, and an invisible Protective Aura swept up all the spoils, including the shattered fragments of the Ziyang Heart Guard Mirror, collecting them all. The System could absorb special energy, so perhaps these remnants held some value.

Having finished all this, he was just about to leave this bloody place.

[Warning! High-concentration Devilish Qi detected abnormally gathering at the lowest level of the Demonic Den! Source energy reaction rapidly escalating! Hypothesis: Zhao Yuangang's Divine Treasury Realm Vital Blood seeped into the Earth Vein, accidentally stimulating the Deep-layer Sealed Object!]

[Threat Rank: Extremely High! Recommend immediate evacuation!]

The System's piercing alarm sounded again!

At the same time, a terrifying aura, far colder, more evil, and more ancient than the Demon Lord of the Underground Lair, or even Zhao Yuangang, slowly spread from the deepest part of the Demonic Den's underground, like a sleeping Primordial Vicious Beast being awakened, carrying suffocating malice!

The entire Black Fiend Demonic Den began to shake violently, large sections of the rock walls peeled off, as if it were about to collapse at any moment!

Lin Jingyu's eyes narrowed; far from showing fear, a trace of extreme excitement flashed through them!

“Unexpected harvest?”

He sensed the heart-palpitating evil aura and glanced at the 35,750 evolution points on the System panel.

“Run?” A wild curve spread across his lips, and the Battle Intent in his eyes erupted like a volcano.

“Perfect. Time to test if the fists of my new Realm are hard enough!”

Instead of retreating, he took a step, his figure merging once again into the spatial ripples, and charged resolutely toward the source of the Devilish Qi outbreak—the deepest underground of the Demonic Den!