278: If Mr. Lin Sheng becomes a villain in the future, I believe it must be the world's fault.

Unsure what spell was cast, but everyone's magic power, except for Lin Sheng, flew out from their bodies, converging into colorful aerial rivers that flowed into the leader's body.

As for the players.

Their magic power was—experience points!

Thus, every player at this moment was horrified to find their experience points rapidly decreasing!

"My experience points are dropping! What's going on?!"

"This guy is absorbing our experience! What the hell?!"

"Senior Lin Sheng, help!"

The players' cries of alarm rose and fell, and the scene descended into chaos for a time.

They scattered like headless flies, trying to find a safe corner, but no matter where they hid, their experience points could not escape the fate of being absorbed.

Lin Sheng slightly furrowed his brow.

With just a wave of his hand, a brilliant starlight barrier instantly enveloped the entire Saint Descent Hall, isolating the ghost-faced masked leader's spell.

The players' experience point loss immediately stopped, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Senior Lin Sheng!"

"So Lin Sheng really will protect us players!!"

"Damn, it makes me inexplicably think of the previous Zhou Sheng, who not only wouldn't protect us but would also kill us players..."

"If Senior Lin Sheng becomes a villain in the future, I believe it must be this world's fault!"

"Putting everything else aside, he's genuinely good to us now."

Seeing his spell was isolated.

The ghost-faced leader snorted coldly, "You think this can stop me? How naive!"

He formed hand seals, chanted incantations, and the space behind him suddenly twisted. A massive bronze door appeared out of thin air.

A chilling aura emanated from the crack in the door, as if it connected to another world.

The bronze door was covered in ancient runes, each one emitting an eerie, unsettling glow.

"Come forth, my servants!"

At the ghost-faced masked leader's command, the bronze door burst open!

Countless figures in green robes wearing tiger-faced masks rushed out from the door, surging towards the players in the Saint Descent Hall like a tide!

"Holy crap! Again?!"

The players fell into panic again, picking up their weapons to prepare for battle. However, the strength of these green-robed figures with tiger-faced masks was clearly greater than the previous nine. They pounced on the players like hungry wolves, and large numbers of players died instantly!

"Damn it!? Why are they charging at us!?"

"We can't participate in this level of battle at all right now. Which idiot developer actually arranged for them to fight us??"

Just as the players were fleeing in terror, a radiant white figure suddenly flashed into the battlefield!

—It was Lin Moxuan, restored by Lin Sheng.

She flashed her figure, charging into the crowd of green-robed figures with tiger-faced masks like a valkyrie.

Her feather-like blade was light as a feather, yet possessed deadly sharpness.

With each swing of her blade, several green-robed figures with tiger-faced masks were cut in half, blood splattering.

"The goddess is here to protect us!" a player shouted excitedly.

"So what exactly is going on!? Is this game plot or a real enemy attack!?" another player asked confusedly, his eyes filled with bewilderment.

"No! The main thing is we players can't get involved at all!"

While watching in stunned silence, the players were also utterly bewildered.

Suddenly enemies appeared, and then they started fighting the NPCs...

What about them?

What were they supposed to do?

Lin Moxuan's fighting was like flowing clouds and water, effortless and graceful.

In just a short moment, the bodies of the tiger-faced masked figures she had slain piled up like mountains!

Seeing this, the ghost-faced masked leader's eyes showed a hint of surprise, "I didn't expect Saint Descent Hall to have such an expert. It seems I underestimated you."

These words actually made Lin Sheng laugh.

"I didn't expect it either."

Lin Sheng smiled faintly, "I didn't expect you to foolishly stand there and watch all your subordinates die in battle."

As his voice fell, his figure suddenly vanished!

The next instant!

He appeared before the ghost-faced masked leader and threw a punch.

The ghost-faced masked leader's pupils constricted, and he quickly raised his hand to block.

But Lin Sheng's fist was as heavy as a mountain, directly blasting him away and slamming him heavily onto the bronze door.

"Boom!"

The bronze door trembled violently, cracks appeared on the door frame, and the ghost-faced leader crawled up from the ground, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He wiped away the bloodstain, his gaze ruthless, "I didn't expect you to strike so decisively."

He formed hand seals, and a dense aura of decay emanated from his body, as if it would devour everything around him!

"Reverse Spell: Myriad Ghosts Devour Souls!"

The ghost-faced leader let out a cold, low roar. Countless vengeful spirits surged out from his body and transformed into massive ghost faces, surging towards Lin Sheng like a tide!

"There are many more things you haven't thought of."

Lin Sheng smiled faintly.

Then, with just a gentle wave of his hand, the army of vengeful spirits that seemed to have been released from hell all vanished into thin air in the blink of an eye!

"What!!?"

The ghost-faced leader's eyes widened, filled with shock and disbelief.

So the other party was just playing with him just now!!?

He realized the gap in strength between them in an instant and turned to flee!

But how could Lin Sheng let him have his way? With a flash of his figure, he appeared before the ghost-faced leader, his single hand forming a claw and gripping the other's neck!

"Crack!"

A crisp sound came from the ghost-faced leader's neck. His body was lifted by Lin Sheng like a rag doll, and then slammed heavily onto the ground.

"Boom!"

A deep pit was smashed into the ground. The ghost-faced leader lay in the pit, his bones shattered, unable to move.

Lin Sheng looked down at him, his tone indifferent, "With just this much strength, you dare to come to Saint Descent Hall and act wild?"

"No!"

The ghost-faced leader struggled to lift his head, his eyes filled with disbelief, "That's not right!"

"According to my Path's intelligence, you shouldn't be this strong!"

Hearing this, Lin Sheng couldn't help but let out a scoff, "Your Path? A bunch of sneaky rats hiding their heads and tails, how much reliable intelligence could you possibly have?"

The ghost-faced leader lay on the ground, his bones already completely shattered.

The mask on his face had also cracked open, revealing half of a pale and distorted face.

His eyes were filled with unwillingness and fear, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He seemed to want to say something, but only unclear moans could come from his throat.

"It's over."

Lin Sheng casually wiped away the distant bronze door—the scene was as if a real object had been erased with an eraser.

Then he shattered the leader's ghost-faced mask, revealing his true appearance.

"Milord."

Lin Moxuan, Hong Tianji, and the people from the Twelve Singular Sects all gathered around at this moment.

Looking at the leader's face, everyone felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

"Don't recognize him."

"Celestial God Path? Never heard of it."

"I didn't expect Saint Descent Hall to be invaded. Luckily, Milord Lin Sheng was here."

"Yes..."

Hong Tianji cupped his hands towards Lin Sheng and said, "Milord, may I report this matter to my Master? After all, Saint Descent Hall and the Celestial Descendants are of great importance, and no mistakes can be allowed."

Of great importance?

Lin Sheng glanced at him, nodded, and said, "Alright."