43: kill!

Rumble—!

As Lin Yan swung it, the forceful wind generated by the heavenly emperor halberd triggered bursts of deafening thunder within the Secret Realm.

Swish—!

In the blink of an eye.

Several heads leaped high into the air, and blood sprayed out in torrents.

Several headless corpses slammed heavily to the ground, making the already bloody surroundings look even more of a mess.

"You want to kill me?"

"Are you even qualified?"

A cold, arrogant voice rang out.

Lin Yan gripped the halberd with both hands and leaped straight up, like a God of War cleaving a mountain.

"Run!"

"Quick, run toward the corridor!"

Huang Ling and Tian Feng gritted their teeth to meet the attack, letting out roars.

However, their efforts were in vain.

Boom—!

A massive sound erupted.

The two of them spat out another mouthful of blood, their bodies flying backward like kites with broken strings, not stopping until they had flown a considerable distance.

Too strong!

They felt a tearing, agonizing pain throughout their bodies, and their eyes revealed deep despair.

How could such a freak exist?

At that moment.

“Roar!”

Two beast-like roars sounded out.

“Lin Yan!”

“Die!”

Two young men from the Tian Family team who had just been knocked back had blood-red eyes and charged forward simultaneously from the left and right.

What?

Huang Ling and Tian Feng, lying on the ground unable to get up, looked on in shock.

This is...!

Huang Ling immediately looked at Tian Feng, her voice filled with anger.

“Is your Tian Family crazy?!!”

Tian Feng's eyes were panicked.

“I... I don't know!!”

It finally broke out.

Lin Yan jerked his head around.

Let me see what's so special about these scum from the Dark Cultists.

Facing the two incoming violent attacks.

He swung his halberd downward.

Bang—!

A muffled sound.

Lin Yan's body shook slightly, and his eyes narrowed.

Such strong power.

Looking at the other two.

After simultaneously retreating several steps, they threw their fists forward with all their might once again.

“Roar!”

The roars rang out again.

Whether it was because they had entered some kind of state or because they were overexerting themselves, their faces were covered in bloodshot veins, looking extremely hideous.

“Hmph!”

Lin Yan gave a cold snort.

“Neither human nor ghost.”

He stomped on the ground, the veins on his right hand gripping the heavenly emperor halberd bulging as he swung his arm and cleaved down with the halberd once more.

“Die!”

Boom—!

A thunderous vibration.

“Ah!”

Two screams of agony.

A crimson blood mist exploded.

“Monster!”

“Monster!!”

The remaining members of the two families shrieked in terror.

A single halberd strike had turned two living people into blood mist.

What kind of strength was this?

“Don't!”

“Don't kill me!!”

Those who were mocking and sneering just two minutes ago were now constantly begging for mercy.

Lin Yan remained unmoved, continuously swinging his halberd, every strike fatal.

Even the people from the Dark Cultists are no match for him... Huang Ling and Tian Feng's already pale faces turned ashen with defeat.

Their two families had provoked such a madman.

Was it ultimately right or wrong?

With this final thought.

The wind from the violent aura swept over them.

A cold light flashed.

The two of them completely lost consciousness.

The junction in the Secret Realm instantly fell silent.

Drip.. drip.. drip..

Only the sound of blood dripping from the blood-stained heavenly emperor halberd remained.

Lin Yan slowly scanned the surroundings; wherever his gaze fell, there were only corpses and pools of blood.

His eyes were cold, without a hint of emotion.

【Hunting? They really think too highly of themselves. The Host overbearingly suppressed and killed everyone. domineering index: three stars. charge value: 60%】

He was never a bloodthirsty person.

But that only applied to those who weren't his enemies.

He turned and picked up his backpack from the ground, his figure gradually disappearing into the blood-misted corridor junction... "Roar!"

Lin Yan stared at the snow-white giant wolf roaring incessantly ahead, his eyes flickering slightly.

As expected, it was the same type of exotic beast as the other corridors—a Giant Glaze Wolf.

And judging by this size and the aura it emitted.

It should have the strength of the Third Rank, Ninth Level.

Truly worthy of being the highest-level four-corridor Yellow-Tier Secret Realm.

He glanced at the spiritual light behind the wolf's body.

A Rank Two Spirit Medicine.

That'll do.

Lin Yan moved rapidly.

“Big guy.”

“Come!”

“Roar!”

A beastly roar.

The Giant Glaze Wolf moved all four claws, leaving behind an afterimage.

Quite fast.

Lin Yan watched the massive body pouncing toward him, his eyes narrowing slightly.

But that's all it is.

Man and wolf brushed past each other.

An arc of cold light flashed and vanished.

A heavy thud echoed as it hit the ground.

Lin Yan didn't even spare a glance at the two halves of the corpse and the rapidly forming pool of blood behind him. As he put away the heavenly emperor halberd, he also tossed that Rank Two Spirit Medicine into the backpack behind him.

【Cleared one area of the Yellow-Tier Secret Realm. domineering index: half a star. charge value: 10%】

92% now.

He looked up at the slowly forming glow of the Secret Realm exit and started walking toward it.

Next up.

Is the big show outside... “Zhu'er.”

“I heard you asked for a team from the family to go to your place.”

“They'll be there soon. Come back immediately.”

Zuo Zhu looked at the message sent to her Communication Bracelet, frowning slightly.

“Dad...”

She had just typed one word.

“Ding-dong.”

Another message arrived.

“There is no room for negotiation on this matter.”

Meanwhile.

Jing Pengtian stepped forward cautiously.

“Zuo...”

Zuo Zhu turned her head, a flash of indignation crossing her pretty face.

“Was it you?”

Ah?

Jing Pengtian was stunned.

Me, what?

Dust rose everywhere.

Several Hovercars bearing the Zuo Family Emblem arrived.

Dozens of burly men got out of the cars together and ran over.

“Young Miss.”

“The Family Head wants you to go with...”

“Hmph.”

Zuo Zhu gave a cold snort.

“Jing Pengtian, I'll remember you!”

“You'd better not let me find out what you're about to do.”

After speaking.

She walked straight toward her family's Hovercar with clearly angry strides.

Bang—!

A heavy door-closing sound echoed.

Wait, no...!

Jing Pengtian's lips parted slightly, his eyes full of bewilderment.

What's going on?

What did I do?

I didn't do anything!

He watched the Zuo Family convoy leave at high speed, his face completely blank.

At this time.

“Ding-dong.”

His Communication Bracelet received a message.

“You rebellious son.”

“Where are you?”

“Get back here immediately!”

Jing Pengtian felt very weary and suffocated.

I just asked out the goddess I've been longing for.

Did I break some heavenly law?

He turned toward the Hovercar listlessly.

“Go home.”

The changes that occurred in such a short time made Huang Qisheng's brow furrow tightly.

The Zuo Family's daughter and the Jing Family's young master appeared unexpectedly.

And now they've suddenly left.

What does this mean?

He really wanted to grab Jing Pengtian, his nephew in name, and ask him.

But after thinking about it, he turned his gaze to Tian Ying instead.

What's the situation?

Tian Ying, receiving these three words, shook his head slightly at him and glanced at Duan Tiancheng, who still had his eyes closed as if nothing concerned him.

A bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

This atmosphere... is too wrong.

He slowly scanned the surroundings.

Suddenly.

His gaze fixed on the distant hillside, and his expression changed slightly.

The crowd of onlookers from just now was gone!

Tian Ying was about to do something.

Suddenly.

The glow of the Secret Realm entrance in front of them shifted.

A Youth in Black, covered in blood, emerged.

A thick scent of blood spread toward everyone.

“Old Duan.”

Duan Tiancheng, who had already opened his eyes, had a smile on his face.

“I've been waiting for you.”