90: I'm invincible, do whatever you want!

Lin You's face wore a 'kind and approachable' smile.

His gaze fell upon Feng Lang, who was in the very center of the main hall.

"Isn't this our Lord Feng?"

"Long time no see. Aren't you going to welcome an old friend?"

Lin You walked into the hall with his arms open, as intimate as if they were old friends of many years.

The various Patrol Envoys, unaware of the truth, bowed in unison.

"Greetings, Myriad Realms Inspector, Lord Lin."

Lin You waved his hand and said casually:

"No need for formalities. You all should leave first; Lord Feng and I still have some matters to discuss."

Everyone exchanged glances and looked at Feng Lang, who was in the main seat.

They discovered that, at some point, his face had turned deathly pale.

Seeing Lin You walking over step by step, he could barely stand, his voice trembling.

"Lin... Lin You!"

"Don't come any closer!"

"This is the Patrol Envoy Branch Office, I warn you not to act recklessly."

"It's a misunderstanding, everything that happened before was just a misunderstanding!"

"Whatever you want me to do to apologize, I will accept it. Lin You... give me a chance..."

Feng Lang's words landed in everyone's hearts like a bombshell.

Misunderstanding? Apologizing? What is going on!

The group of Heavenly Patrol Envoys looked at the two of them in bewilderment.

Even a pig would know that something unpleasant must have happened between Lin You and Feng Lang.

But... how could Feng Lang, who was a noble Third-Rank Patrol Envoy, be so servile to a lowly Lin You?

Thinking of this, someone with 'good judgment' immediately stepped out from the crowd.

He blocked Lin You's path with a single step, speaking with resonant conviction.

"Presumptuous!"

"Lord Feng is asking you a question, can't you hear him?"

"By what virtue or ability do you dare to make Lord Feng apologize!"

After finishing, he turned and nodded slightly to Feng Lang, his desire to curry favor written all over his face.

Lin You stopped and gave a soft sound of surprise.

He looked at the crowd and repeated: "I said, let you all leave first. Do you not understand?"

That person sneered.

"In this hall, the only one who can make us withdraw is Lord Feng Lang! Who do you think you are!"

Lin You looked surprised. Oh, really?

Just as he was about to say something, Mu Hong, who had been standing next to Feng Lang, suddenly scoffed.

He patted Feng Lang on the shoulder, laughing so hard he was doubled over.

"Old Feng. Is this the big trouble you were talking about?"

"A... tsk, a young man who looks like he's not even twenty, scared you into this state?"

"How exactly are you serving as a Third-Rank Patrol Envoy? Can't even control your own subordinates?"

Feng Lang's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty. He wanted to speak up to warn him, but before he could act...

A terrifying pressure permeated the entire hall.

Lin You's cold voice rang out. "Now, I will count to three. Private grudge. Get out. Otherwise, die!"

Instantly, all the Patrol Envoys looked at each other, subconsciously gripping the long swords at their waists.

But they found that the pressure was as deep as an ocean wave, making them almost unable to breathe, their shoulders feeling as heavy as if they were crushed under a hundred thousand mountains.

How is this possible! The power of one person could be this strong. Is this really still a Myriad Realms Inspector! He is probably more than just a little stronger than the superior Feng Lang!

The 'good judgment' guy standing in front of Lin You felt his heart skip a beat. Even though it wasn't intentionally targeted at him, he felt as powerless as if someone had broken his spine.

The ocean-like pressure made him unable to resist wanting to crawl and kneel. — — Thump...

Lin You took a light step forward. A crisp cracking sound came from that person's knees. His bones had been crushed by the sheer pressure!

Feng Lang's mind flashed back to the battle that day. The scene of Lin You killing over a dozen Profound Immortals with a single sword. He slumped to the ground, gasping for breath, as if enduring immense fear.

Even Mu Hong beside him couldn't help but knit his brows. He looked at Lin You in the hall. His heart sank for no reason.

This pressure was only at the Profound Immortal Realm, why did it make his heart palpitate? What a joke...

"Three..." Lin You's countdown sounded. The crowd couldn't make up their minds for a moment.

— — Swish. A flick of his fingertip. The guy with the broken bones had his forehead pierced through on the spot. No power to resist. Divine Soul destroyed!

Everyone was dumbfounded; that guy was a True God Realm cultivator. What a joke!

"You are still of some use." "I want to keep you." "Don't force me." Lin You spoke indifferently.

"Two." His voice was as cold as winter, like a sword hanging by a thread above everyone's heads. As if the next second would be death!

I don't know who summoned the courage to shout angrily. "Lin You, you are presumptuous!" "This is the Patrol Envoy Branch Office, how can you act recklessly here?"

As soon as the words fell, he immediately regretted it. The surroundings were silent, and everyone looked at him with the expression of looking at an idiot.

— — Zing. A streak of Sword Intent shot out. Another person. Divine Soul destroyed!

"One." Lin You raised his eyes, endless killing intent rising.

"Run!" "He's serious!" "He's crazy, he's absolutely crazy, what kind of freak is this guy!" "Damn it!"

Dozens of Patrol Envoys rushed out the door like a school of fish. The entire hall was instantly left with only three people.

Lin You did not stop them. He only had one goal today. Kill Feng Lang. Take his position. At that time, these Patrol Envoys would still be of great use.

After losing the support of the crowd, the surging killing intent headed straight for Feng Lang and Mu Hong at the head of the hall.

Feng Lang had long since lost his composure; on his fat body, the blubber couldn't stop twitching and trembling. He kept muttering like he had gone crazy.

"It's not my business..." "It has nothing to do with me..." "I'm sorry... I'm sorry Lin You..."

Seeing that he had completely lost his fighting ability, Mu Hong secretly cursed him as a piece of trash. Then his gaze fell heavily on Lin You.

He took a deep breath and spoke, a drop of sweat falling quietly from his forehead.

"Your name is Lin You?" "I am a Fourth-Rank Star Domain Patrol Envoy." "I advise you to surrender. Although I don't know what happened between you and Feng Lang."

"But he is a Third-Rank Patrol Envoy after all. If you dare to lay a hand on him." "It is a provocation to the dignity of the Patrol Envoy Headquarters!" "At that time..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Lin You. "Are you finished?" "You two seem very close, so you can go to hell."

Mu Hong gritted his teeth, a flash of fierce light in his eyes. He hadn't reached where he was today by just talking. Even in a battle between those of the same realm, he had the confidence not to be inferior to anyone else!

"Presumptuous!" "Do you know who you are talking to?" "In this Fifth-Rank Star Domain, there is no trouble that I, Mu Hong, cannot solve!"

— — Boom. Lin You raised his hand. A Restriction covered the hall. A tough guy? Just right for stacking the Chaos Dao Canon!

"Let's fight." "I am invincible, you can do whatever you want."