84: Cult of Evil God

Boom—!!!

Lin Jingyu, like a human meteorite, carrying five billion catties of Divine Power, violently crashed into the deadly triangular Sword Domain composed of countless Star Sword Qi!

There were no fancy techniques, no profound evasions, only the most primitive and savage Physical Body collision!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Tooth-aching cracking sounds erupted densely like popping beans!

That terrifying sword Formation, capable of annihilating a Peak of the Divine Treasure Realm expert, shattered the moment it touched the dark-gold and star-patterned skin of Lin Jingyu, like fragile glass hitting an archaic divine mountain!

Countless sharp and unparalleled Star Sword Qi struck Lin Jingyu, actually erupting dazzling sparks and emitting a loud clang of metal!

They only left fleeting white marks on his skin, not even scratching the surface!

And Lin Jingyu's momentum of collision did not halt in the slightest!

He transformed into an indestructible dark-gold heavy hammer, smashing fiercely into the core triangular node where the sword Formation's energy flowed, with the most barbaric posture!

"No—!" Situ Ming's eyes were bloodshot, letting out a desperate roar!

Rumble—!!!

The entire triangular Sword Domain collapsed inward like a punctured balloon, then exploded with a bang!

The rampant Star Sword Qi lost control, turning into destructive turbulence that shot out wildly, plowing countless deep pits into the already shattered earth below!

The two Sword Elders at the Divine Treasury Realm, Eighth Level, who were presiding over the sword Formation, bore the brunt!

"Pfft!" "Pfft!"

The two were struck as if by heavy hammers, spitting out blood frantically, their Protective Aura and the longswords in their hands shattering inch by inch!

Their bodies were violently flung out like broken sacks by the rampant Sword Qi turbulence and terrifying impact, drawing two gruesome bloodlines in the air before crashing heavily into a pile of rubble hundreds of feet away, their bones shattered, instantly killed!

They couldn't even let out a scream!

Situ Ming, being at the Peak of the Divine Treasury Realm, Ninth Level, reacted extremely quickly. The moment the sword Formation exploded, he forcibly severed his connection with the Formation, spat out a mouthful of vital essence blood, and transformed into a dim sword light, narrowly escaping the edge of the destructive storm!

But he was still swept by the terrifying aftershock, half of his body a bloody mess, his aura instantly weakening, his eyes filled with boundless shock and fear!

"Monster... this Physical Body... how is this possible?!"

Lin Jingyu's figure stepped out of the exploding smoke and chaotic Sword Qi, his dark-gold skin gleaming with an unblemished, hard luster, like a god or demon emerging from a furnace.

His cold eyes instantly locked onto the fleeing Situ Ming.

"Trying to run?"

Lin Jingyu's mouth curved into a murderous arc, and he stomped his right foot fiercely on the ground!

Dong—!

The earth trembled violently like a drumhead!

A visible dark-gold shockwave spread out furiously in a fan shape from his footfall, towards the direction Situ Ming was fleeing!

Wherever it passed, the ground was forcefully peeled back a layer, and shattered rocks and earth instantly turned to dust!

【Earth Pulse】!

"Ah!" Situ Ming's Soul nearly fled his body, feeling a colossal force, heavy as a mountain and sticky as a swamp, suddenly acting upon his entire body!

His fleeing sword light seemed to sink into an invisible quagmire, its speed plummeting!

In this moment of delay, Lin Jingyu's figure had already appeared above his head like a ghost!

No superfluous movements.

A massive palm, covered in dark-gold star patterns, its five fingers splayed, descended fiercely towards Situ Ming's crown, carrying terrifying power capable of tearing everything apart!

The air was compressed, emitting a sharp, piercing roar!

"No!!" Situ Ming's eyes only saw the continuously enlarging giant palm, like the claw of death, as he roared desperately, frantically urging his remaining sword essence to try and block it!

Pfft—!

Like a hot knife cutting through butter!

Situ Ming's hastily condensed Protective Sword Aura and protective armor were as fragile as paper in front of Lin Jingyu's God-Demon Claw!

The giant palm penetrated his skull without hindrance, and the five fingers suddenly clenched!

Bang!

Like crushing a ripe watermelon!

Red and white exploded instantly!

Situ Ming, an Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect and a Peak of the Divine Treasury Realm, Ninth Level expert, only managed to let out half a scream before his head and a portion of his body were crushed by Lin Jingyu!

His mangled corpse fell powerlessly from mid-air, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Lin Jingyu shook off the red and white matter clinging to his hand, as if flicking away insignificant dust. He didn't even glance at the three corpses on the ground, his gaze sweeping over the System panel:

【Ding! Killed a Divine Treasury Realm, Ninth Level enemy x1, gained evolution points: 20000 points!】

【Ding! Killed Divine Treasury Realm, Eighth Level enemies x2, gained evolution points: 10000 points x2!】

【Current evolution points: 22000 points → 52000 points!】

"Even small mosquitoes are still meat." Lin Jingyu withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.

Just as he was about to continue his journey, his Divine Thought keenly caught a trace of an extremely faint sense of being spied upon, almost blending with the environment.

This sense of being spied upon was extremely subtle, carrying a cold, recording quality, like eyes hidden in the shadows.

"Shadow Guard? The imperial family's sense of smell is quite sharp."

Lin Jingyu sneered inwardly, not caring in the slightest.

His figure flickered, once again transforming into a dark-gold stream of light integrated with spatial ripples, and sped towards the imperial capital.

As for that prying gaze?

If they want to watch, let them watch their fill! Why should he, Lin Jingyu, conceal his actions!

Hundreds of miles away, in an inconspicuous shadow.

A figure completely wrapped in black tight-fitting clothes, whose aura was almost completely extinguished, held a specially made image-recording jade slip, his face pale, fine cold sweat seeping from his forehead.

The jade slip clearly imprinted the scene of that brief and bloody battle—the sword Formation collapsing, the Elders exploding in death, Situ Ming's head being crushed... every scene shocked his mind!

"Physical Body directly confronting the Three Talents Immortal Slaying Sword Formation... crushing a Divine Treasury Realm, Ninth Level expert with bare hands... this Lin Jingyu... is practically a human Vicious Beast! Even more terrifying than described in the intelligence!" The Shadow Guard muttered in a low voice, a subtle tremor in his tone.

He dared not delay and immediately activated the image-recording jade slip, which transformed into an almost invisible stream of light, shooting towards the imperial capital.

Lin Jingyu's speed was extremely fast; under Shrinking the Ground to an Inch, a thousand miles was nothing.

The majestic and imposing outline of the imperial capital, like a crouching giant beast, was already faintly appearing on the horizon.

However, just outside a secluded valley less than a hundred thousand miles from the imperial capital, a nauseatingly thick scent of blood, mixed with desperate wails and some evil, crazed prayers, drilled into Lin Jingyu's perception like a cold wind!

He frowned, his figure abruptly stopping.

Looking up, he saw a sticky, foul, dark-red blood mist shrouding the sky above the valley ahead!

The blood mist churned, faintly revealing countless twisted, suffering human faces struggling and howling within it!

Deep within the valley, a heart-palpitating evil, chaotic, and blasphemous energy fluctuation was steadily rising!

"This is... blood sacrifice?" Lin Jingyu's eyes shot out a cold light!

He was no stranger to this aura; Qin Shanhe had mentioned it, the most common method of the Evil God Cult!

Using living beings' flesh, blood, and Souls as sacrifices to communicate with evil gods, in exchange for power or to summon an Incarnation of an evil god!

At the entrance of the valley, several villagers' corpses lay twisted, their deaths tragic, as if all their blood had been drained.

Inside the valley, the outline of a massive altar constructed from white bones and foul blood was faintly visible. Around the altar, dozens of black-robed figures with sinister auras knelt, fanatically chanting blasphemous prayers.

In the center of the altar, a giant eye pattern made of viscous blood was slowly opening! The evil and chaotic aura emanated from it!

"Evil God Cult... seeking death!" Lin Jingyu's killing intent instantly boiled!

These evil creatures deserve to die even more than demons!

Moreover, they were all walking evolution points!

He didn't hesitate, taking a step forward!

Boom!

The earth beneath his feet cracked! His figure shot into the valley like a cannonball!

"Who goes there?!"

"How dare you trespass on the sacred sacrificial ground! Kill him!"

The black-robed Cultists around the altar were immediately startled, looking up, their eyes flashing with madness and killing intent.

The withered old man leading them, whose aura had reached the Divine Treasury Realm, Third Level, and whose face was tattooed with a blood-red eye pattern, shrieked sharply, waving his bone staff!

"Those who blaspheme our Lord shall become blood food! Blood Soul Great Law—Soul Devouring Blood Mist!"

Woo—!

The viscous dark-red blood mist above the valley seemed to come alive, letting out a shrill shriek, transforming into countless monstrous blood-Soul ghost faces with fangs and claws, carrying Soul-corroding, chilling evil power, surging like a tide towards Lin Jingyu who had rushed into the valley!

Wherever it passed, plants instantly withered, and even rocks were corroded with holes!

Facing this Soul Devouring Blood Mist, which was enough to make even Divine Treasury Realm experts' scalps tingle, Lin Jingyu's face showed only cold mockery.

"Trifling tricks!"

He didn't even bother to use Divine Abilities or Martial Skills!

His vital Qi and blood surged within him!

The Archaic God-Demon Visualization Chart at Major Achievement was automatically activated!

The dark-gold star patterns beneath his skin glowed brightly, and a supremely Yang and unyielding, incomparably domineering God-Demon blood Qi force emanated from his body, forming a thin layer of dark-gold light flames around him, as if it could melt everything!

Chichichichi—!

Those ferocious blood-Soul ghost faces, upon contact with this layer of dark-gold light flames, were like ice and snow meeting scorching sun, letting out extremely shrill wails, instantly evaporating and purifying, turning into wisps of green smoke and dissipating!

The foul blood mist couldn't even approach within three feet of Lin Jingyu!

"What?!"

The Blood Pupil Priest's madness instantly froze, replaced by boundless horror! "Impossible! How can a Divine Treasury Realm's vital Qi and blood be so supremely Yang and unyielding?! You... what kind of monster are you?!"

"The monster that will kill you!"

Lin Jingyu's voice, like the cold wind of the Nine Nether, instantly pierced through the noisy prayers and the shrieks of the blood Souls!

His figure did not pause, directly shattering the remaining blood mist and charging in front of the Cultists!

Kill!

No nonsense!

The simplest punches, palms, collisions, and tears!

Bang!

A punch blasted out!

A black-robed Cultist, who was rushing forward wielding a poisoned dagger, was blasted into a bursting cloud of blood mist along with his dagger!

Slap!

A backhand palm strike! A Cultist on the side, who was forming hand seals to prepare an evil spell, had his head smashed like a watermelon!

Thump!

A shoulder charge!

Three Cultists who had formed a small Formation to try and block him were struck as if by a rampaging archaic savage elephant, their bones shattered, screaming as they flew backward, crashing into the rock wall and turning into a pulp of flesh!

Rip!

He grabbed a Protector at the Divine Treasury Realm, First Level, who had the strongest aura, his arm muscles bulging like Dragons and snakes, and suddenly pulled apart!

Amidst the piercing tearing sound, the Protector didn't even have time to scream, directly torn in half by the violent force! Internal organs and bloody rain splattered!

Ferocious! Brutal! Efficient!

Lin Jingyu was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, transforming into a pure humanoid killing machine!

Wherever he passed, there was only bursting blood mist, shattered bones, and splattered severed limbs!

The evil spells, poisons, and curses that the Cultists were so proud of, landed on his dark-gold shimmering skin, unable to even stir a ripple!

"Devil! He's a devil!"

"Quick! Quickly awaken the altar! Please, our Lord, descend and slay this fiend!"

The remaining Cultists completely collapsed, crying out and abandoning resistance, frantically rushing towards the central blood-colored altar, attempting to accelerate the blood sacrifice ritual!

"Hmph! Dreaming!"

Lin Jingyu's eyes were cold, he strode dozens of feet, ignoring the ant-like Cultists, his massive foot, carrying the power to crush mountains, stomped down fiercely towards the giant blood-eye pattern in the center of the altar that was about to open!

"No—!!!" The Blood Pupil Priest let out a desperate roar, desperately spraying his essence blood onto the altar!

Boom—!!!

Lin Jingyu's giant foot, like a collapsing celestial pillar, heavily stomped on the center of the altar!

The entire valley vibrated violently!

The altar, constructed from white bones and foul blood, let out a groan of unbearable stress, instantly covered in spiderweb-like cracks!

The giant blood-eye pattern in the center suddenly paused, as if letting out a silent, furious, and painful shriek, its newly condensed evil energy forcibly interrupted and dispersed by this pure God-Demon immense power!

Pfft!

The Blood Pupil Priest was struck as if by lightning, violently spitting out a large mouthful of black blood, his aura instantly weakening to the extreme, his eyes filled with venomous resentment and disbelief!

However, just as the altar was cracked and the blood-eye pattern was about to dissipate—

Buzz!!!

An even more terrifying, profound will than before, seemingly originating from an abyss of endless chaos, suddenly forced a trace of itself to descend through the crumbling blood-eye!

Above the altar, the viscous blood mist furiously gathered, and a vague, giant phantom outline, exuding supreme evil and chaotic aura that could freeze one's Soul, was struggling to condense into form!

Although it was only a trace of a projection, its terrifying pressure already caused the space in the entire valley to begin twisting and groaning!

Seeing this, the Blood Pupil Priest clutched at it like a drowning man grasping a final straw, screaming hysterically: "My Lord! Your humble servant calls upon you! Descend! Slay this blasphemer!!"

Lin Jingyu looked up at the terrifying phantom that was condensing, exuding an aura that made his skin tingle slightly. Instead of fear, his eyes burned with even more fiery and excited Battle Intent!

"Evil God Projection?" He bared his teeth, revealing stark white fangs, five billion catties of Divine Power surging and roaring within him, the dark-gold God-Demon patterns glowing brightly!

"Perfect timing!"

"I was just worrying about not having enough evolution points to spend!"