59: Chapter 59: Personally Slashed the Little Fangirl, a Critical Hit 190 Times! (Single Rhyme)

With Ling Xiaotian beheaded, the massive conspiracy that had swept across the entire Nanyan Prefecture finally came to an end.

On the battlefield, only a deathly silence remained, along with a thick, inescapable scent of blood.

The people from the Demon Suppression Division stared blankly at the man holding the war blade, standing amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, his expression as indifferent as if he had merely stepped on a nest of ants; their minds went blank.

The Prince of Runan?

The younger brother of His Majesty, who wielded power that overshadowed the court and held command over a vast army—the Prince of Runan?

This shocking revelation Ling Xiaotian dropped before his death made everyone feel their scalps tingle.

They finally understood what kind of terrifying existence stood behind this game of chess.

However, Lin Feng's response once again shattered their perceptions.

"Who cares what kind of Prince you are?"

"Kill first, talk later!"

This lawless, uninhibited dominance caused everyone to feel a shudder from the depths of their Souls.

"Sigh..."

The Silver-Rank Supervisor looked at the head on the ground, which had died with eyes wide open, and his reaction could only turn into a helpless sigh.

He knew that Lin Feng's choice seemed reckless, but in fact, it was the most correct one.

Now that they had already dropped all pretenses, keeping Ling Xiaotian alive would only lead to endless trouble.

Cutting the grass and pulling up the roots to eliminate future troubles forever—this was Lin Feng's Dao.

"Clean this place up. Block all news regarding this location. No one is allowed to spread it; violators will be executed without mercy!"

The Supervisor issued the order, a trace of solemnity flashing in his eyes.

He knew that the sky over Nanyan Prefecture was about to change.

Meanwhile, at the City Lord's Manor, inside the meditation room where she had been confined to Cultivate.

Miss Ling Yueer, who had been sitting cross-legged and Cultivating frantically, suddenly trembled and spat out a mouthful of blood.

On her originally pale and pretty face, countless eerie and twisted blood-colored demonic patterns instantly emerged!

A cold and violent, terrifying aura erupted uncontrollably from within her body!

"Father..."

Miss Ling Yueer curled up on the ground in pain; she could feel that the 'Sacred Object' inside her, after losing the suppression of her father's Restriction, was madly devouring her Divine Soul and flesh at an unprecedented speed!

...

When Lin Feng led the group back to the City Lord's Manor, they were greeted by a Shura Field shrouded in blood-colored Evil Qi.

Inside the City Lord's Manor, all the guards loyal to Ling Xiaotian had already been sucked dry of their essence and blood by the power of that rampaging 'Sacred Object,' turning into cold, dry corpses.

And in the center of that meditation room, a giant Meat Cocoon wrapped in countless blood-colored tentacles was pulsing violently, like an evil heart.

Miss Ling Yueer was nowhere to be seen.

"We're one step too late."

The Supervisor looked at the giant Meat Cocoon, his face extremely solemn. "The demonic creature has completely lost control and has merged with her Physical Body and Bloodline. Unless an Earthly Immortal intervenes, there is no cure."

These words were equivalent to sentencing Miss Ling Yueer to death.

Zhao Tie, Li Rui, and the others looked at the constantly squirming Meat Cocoon, complex expressions appearing on their faces.

Watching the originally arrogant and willful daughter of the City Lord turn into this state that was neither human nor ghost, they felt uneasy.

"Sigh, pitiable people must have something hateful about them."

Wu Yong sighed. "If not for her father being blinded by greed, how could she have ended up in such a state?"

Chu Mengxi did not speak; she just stared blankly at the Meat Cocoon, a trace of pity flashing through her cold phoenix eyes.

Although she had always been at loggerheads with Miss Ling Yueer, deep down, how could she not envy the other's personality of daring to love and hate, living so freely and unrestrainedly.

She knew that everything Miss Ling Yueer had done might have involved calculation and exploitation.

But for now, her affection for Lin Feng was real.

Just then, the giant Meat Cocoon suddenly trembled violently, and cracks began to emerge on its surface.

Vaguely, a young girl's pleading voice, filled with endless pain and struggle, could be heard from within.

"...Kill me... I beg you..."

"I don't want to... turn into a monster..."

That voice was like a mournful melody, bringing sorrow to all who heard it.

All the Demon Slayers present subconsciously gripped their weapons tighter, yet they didn't know what to do.

Kill her?

She was an old acquaintance after all, a once-living young girl.

Not kill her?

Were they to just watch her turn into a peerless malevolent creature that would bring calamity to the world?

Everyone's gaze, as if by prior agreement, once again focused on the only man who could make the decision.

Lin Feng slowly walked forward and stood before the giant Meat Cocoon.

He could feel the will struggling frantically inside, and that terrifying power that was rapidly growing, enough to rival the Danyuan Realm Peak or even surpass it.

"Brother Lin... you're here..."

From within the Meat Cocoon came Miss Ling Yueer's weak yet joyful voice.

"I'm sorry... for causing you so much trouble..."

"I... I regret it so much... If... I wasn't the City Lord's daughter... would I... not have turned out like this..."

"Brother Lin... I... I really... like you so much..."

"To be able to die by your blade... I... I have no regrets..."

The voice gradually grew faint, finally replaced by a violent roar.

The entire Meat Cocoon began to expand and twist frantically, about to hatch completely!

Lin Feng slowly unsheathed the crimson-black Life-Slaying Blade.

He didn't say a word, only calmly looking at the Meat Cocoon before him.

Then, he swung the blade.

A simple and unadorned flash of blade light, yet one that contained endless intent of destruction, flickered and vanished.

Squelch.

That giant Meat Cocoon, along with everything inside, was transformed by this single strike into blood-colored butterflies dancing across the sky, finally dissipating into the air.

[Ding! Successfully slain a Fifth-Rank Demon (Immature)!]

[The critical hit multiplier has increased to 190x! Obtained 200,000 critical hit points!]

The entire world returned to silence once more.

"Brother Lin, don't be too sad."

"Yeah, Lin Feng, she... she might have also been acting against her will."

Chu Mengxi and the others looked at this poignant and cruel scene, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

They all subconsciously assumed that after personally slaying a beautiful young girl who was deeply devoted to him, Lin Feng must be feeling terrible inside.

They stepped forward one after another, attempting to comfort him.

However, Lin Feng said nothing, only silently sheathing his blade and turning to walk away.

That back looked so lonely, so desolate.

Watching his departing figure, everyone let out a sigh.

"Sigh, Brother Lin must be in a lot of pain inside,"

Zhao Tie remarked with emotion.

"Yeah, after all, she was quite devoted to Brother Lin, and now she's just gone,"

Li Rui echoed.

Only Chu Mengxi, looking at Lin Feng's seemingly desolate back, saw her willow-leaf eyebrows furrow slightly.

For some reason, she felt like Lin Feng...

Didn't look sad in the slightest.

In fact...

Why did she feel like he...

Actually wanted to laugh?