142: Electricity overflows in Linzhou!

A slender golden line shot out silently from Lin Yu's fingertips.

It had no thunderous roar, no dazzling flash of lightning, just pure, intensely condensed gold.

Fast.

Faster than vision could capture.

Li San hadn't even had time to recover from the shock of Lin Yu not dying instantly when the golden line already reached his glabella.

There was no explosion, no scorching, not even a trace of heat.

Li San's entire being, along with the despair solidified on his face, was pierced through the middle by that golden line.

Then, it disintegrated.

He was like a phantom made of dust, illuminated by sunlight, silently turning into fundamental particles from head to toe, dissipating into the air.

Not even a speck of dust remained.

After accomplishing all this, the golden line drew an almost imperceptible arc in the air.

Lin Yu's index finger merely twitched slightly.

Behind the broken wall, the one-armed Little Leader, who had just been giving orders, suddenly stiffened.

He didn't even have time to react.

The golden line entered through the back of his head and exited through his forehead.

Like Li San, his tall body, along with the arrogance befitting Chen Ao's confidant, completely vanished into nothingness in less than half a second.

Dead.

Two powerful professionals were simply erased like that.

Lin Yu's movements didn't stop.

His index finger, wreathed in golden lightning arcs, casually and lightly traced lines in the air.

Like a drunken conductor waving his absurd baton.

And that golden electric light was his most loyal, and most deadly, symphony.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The golden lines leaped and cut wantonly through the ruins.

Each flicker represented the end of a life.

The black-clothed figures who had narrowly survived Zhao Tianyang's rampage couldn't even let out a scream before they were one by one completely erased from this world by the weaving golden lines.

That wasn't a massacre.

That was a purification.

A purification that used absolute power to thoroughly cleanse all impurities.

The Eight-Armed Asura in the sky suddenly reined in its violent killing intent.

Zhao Tianyang's massive Dharma Idol slowly dissipated, and he landed on the ground, respectfully retreating behind Lin Yu, standing shoulder to shoulder with Old Ghost, guarding the corpse that was undergoing a miracle in the middle.

The boss was at work.

All they had to do was watch quietly.

In the field, the only enemies still standing were Chen Ao and Li Mo, who was still wearing a hood behind him.

Chen Ao didn't move.

He just quietly watched Lin Yu use a single finger to call out and eliminate his elite subordinates one by one.

He felt no anger, nor fear.

Only an unprecedented solemnity, and a hint of... ignited fighting spirit.

“Interesting.”

Chen Ao murmured.

The elemental spheres of wind, fire, water, and earth surrounding him underwent a violent transformation in an instant.

All elements returned to lightning!

A deep purple thunderball, covered in violent electrical arcs, completely enveloped him.

The moment he completed his transformation, the golden line that had cleared all the small fry finally targeted him.

Whoosh!

The golden line broke through the air, aimed directly at Chen Ao's heart.

“Excellent!”

Chen Ao didn't retreat but advanced, meeting it head-on.

The golden line collided with the thunderball.

There was no earth-shattering boom.

Only an ear-splitting shriek, so high-pitched it could tear the soul apart.

Two completely different, yet originating from the same source, powers furiously clashed and annihilated each other.

Lin Yu's golden lightning was a manifestation of rules amplified a millionfold—pure, condensed, and indestructible.

Chen Ao's purple lightning was an embodiment of his own profession—violent, chaotic, yet carrying an overbearing force that devoured all.

The golden line, without suspense, pierced through the outer defense of the purple thunderball.

But Chen Ao's goal was never to resist it head-on.

“Turn!”

He roared, his internal energy surging wildly, forcibly twisting the force field in front of him.

The deep purple thunderball transformed into a rapidly spinning vortex.

The golden line that had stabbed into it was deflected off course by a huge diverting force, grazing Chen Ao's body and shooting diagonally into the sky.

Chen Ao grunted, the thunderball on his body dimmed by ninety percent, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth again.

But he had, after all, blocked it.

He successfully diverted this fatal blow towards the sky.

Behind him, Li Mo, wearing a hood, imperceptibly relaxed for a moment.

However, no one noticed.

There was no surprise on Lin Yu's face at the attack being blocked.

He just calmly watched the golden line soar into the clouds.

Then.

He watched it explode like fireworks.

That wasn't a single explosion.

That was a silent feast of light that swept across the entire city.

Centered on that golden line, a colossal net woven from billions of blue electrical arcs suddenly unfurled ten thousand meters above the sky!

In an instant, the sky of Linzhou City bloomed like the extreme zenith.

Brighter than daylight!

That net covered the entire Linzhou City, covering eight thousand square kilometers of land!

This was not a thunderstorm.

This was a celestial net woven from pure destructive lightning!

In the city, countless sleeping citizens were startled awake by the sudden bright light, they looked out their windows in a daze, watching the miraculous scene in the sky, their minds blank.

Countless alarms blared wildly in every corner of the city.

At the headquarters of the Linzhou City Security Bureau, all equipment failed instantly, pointers spun crazily, and the screens were left with only blinding static representing energy overload.

Looking down from Blue Star's synchronous orbit.

The location of Linzhou was no longer a dark patch of land, but an irregular, violently flickering patch of electric light, conspicuously unsettling on the black velvet.

The faint trace of relief that had just risen in Chen Ao after blocking the attack was instantly crushed by the terrifying pressure from above, enough to make even gods tremble.

He suddenly looked up.

He saw the net of lightning covering the entire sky.

He felt the pure destructive energy, powerful enough to wipe the entire city, along with its crust, from the planet.

What was this?

So, the attack he had desperately blocked... should have been, a wind-up?

How ridiculous... His heart sank to rock bottom.

What he had blocked was merely a beginning.

Or rather, just a... trigger.

Above the ruins.

Lin Yu slowly raised his other hand.

With his movement, above the firmament, the giant lightning net covering the entire city began to churn violently, uneasily, restlessly.

Like a pot of boiling water, inverted over the entire city, about to overflow.

Or as if billions of thunder dragons awaited their monarch's command, ready to unleash world-ending divine punishment at any moment.