"Hey! You have to stay calm!"
Golden Bear’s heart leaped into his throat. Even facing such a situation, he could still maintain his composure.
But the aura of the beautiful woman beside him suddenly grew agitated.
He quickly reminded her, "If the two of us get separated, or if we take the initiative and get surrounded, we will surely die today!"
"..."
A rare look of panic appeared on the Qingming Demon General’s beautiful face.
She stared blankly at the disciple who had taken flight, watching him head toward the clear mountain air.
Reason and emotion began to clash violently within her!
"Tsk, tsk."
Noticing the conflict in the beautiful woman’s expression, a savage grin crept onto Hong Wei’s lips outside the mountain gate.
He stood his ground, completely unhurried, like a seasoned hunter with his bow drawn, quietly waiting for his prey to step into the trap.
The other Vice Generals also secretly began forming their Formulas.
In that instant, when everyone’s nerves were stretched taut...
"Die!"
The beautiful woman couldn’t hold back any longer. She instinctively took a step forward, about to chase after the streak of light.
But before she could lift off, a piercing sonic boom suddenly echoed between heaven and earth.
BOOM! BOOM!
A black shadow streaked across the sky like a thunderbolt, as if tearing the very heavens asunder.
It roared past everyone’s line of sight.
The Core Formation True Master felt a terrifying aura approaching from behind. He looked back in horror, about to mobilize his Spiritual Power to block it.
However, before he could even form a Formula, the black shadow had already slammed heavily into his back.
His dense Spiritual Power instantly disintegrated.
His Pure White Magical Robe exploded into fragments. Like a falling bird, the Core Formation True Master was carried by the black shadow and smashed into Qingming Mountain.
Amidst a deafening thud, the entire mountain peak trembled.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Ghastly cracks spread across Qingming Mountain like a spiderweb.
Only then did the black shadow finally reveal its true form.
It was a heavy Long Halberd, pinning the Yu Family Disciple firmly to the mountain peak!
"GURGLE! GURGLE!"
The wretched figure twitched a few times. His throat was filled with blood, and his bones had long since been shattered by the impact, mingling with his nearly pulverized internal organs.
He never even got the chance to look back before the light faded from his eyes.
The Long Halberd was a Top Grade Magical Artifact, imbued with the full Spiritual Power of a Core Formation Cultivator.
Moreover, it was thrown with such jaw-dropping, terrifying force that it seemed to have been hurled from the palm of a giant capable of moving mountains and parting seas!
"That’s Xu Zhonglin’s Magical Artifact! It’s the Moon-Devouring Demon General!"
One of the Vice Generals recognized the weapon. Terrified by the horrific scene, he roared and whipped his head around.
There, on the opposite peak, amidst the jagged, strange rocks...
...a young man walked as if on level ground.
He wore Profound Armor, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the mountains and rivers below.
A dark light flowed across the plates of his armor, making his handsome face appear even fairer.
*Gasp.*
Gu Nanzhi stood stunned inside the mountain gate.
She had said it before: Lin Shu was truly suited for the attire of the Demon-slaying Bureau.
Dashing and heroic, with an extraordinary air about him.
Now, seeing him standing on the summit in the same Profound Armor made the five Vice Generals below look like nothing more than impostors in fine clothes.
’Attack their weak point... Makes sense.’
A faint smile touched Lin Shu’s lips as he savored the thought.
Black flames flowed out from the seams of his armor plates. They cascaded down from the summit like a great waterfall descending from the heavens, instantly submerging the gates of Qingming Mountain.
A moment ago, it had been evening. But as the black flames billowed, the area was silently transformed into the dead of night.
He had actually used an Immortal Technique to envelop everyone below, not letting a single one escape.
[Killers and arsonists grow rich; the righteous die forgotten. Killed one mortal. Reward: 160 Sin Coins.]
"Is he your weak point?"
Under the wary gazes of the crowd, the young man looked up.
The Sin Coins he had just obtained transformed into a stream of light and poured into the Filthy Moon Wolf Lord’s body, replenishing its depleted Magical Power.
"Doesn’t look like it."
Lin Shu’s gaze shifted from the disciple on the mountain and fell back upon Hong Wei below.
He casually formed a Formula, and his pupils suddenly turned as dark red as the moon.
Amidst the furiously churning black flames, his entire figure resembled a Demon Cultivator, radiating a menacing, evil aura.
The next moment, a blinding light flashed within the pitch-black canopy of the sky.
BOOM!!
In an instant, accompanied by a soul-shattering thunderclap, a violet-black rift suddenly tore through the sky.
The once-dazzling Golden Light was instantly devoured by the surging torrent of Thunder Paste!
There were no pleas for mercy, no howls of agony.
All sound was drowned out by the thunder.
When the Thunder Paste slowly dispersed, not a trace remained of the more than one hundred Captains.
"Is this your weak point?"
Lin Shu still wore a smile as he watched Hong Wei, his young face appearing all the more handsome.
The five Vice Generals stiffly turned their heads, their eyes wide with fury as they stared at the now-empty ground.
A sudden, bone-chilling horror washed over them.
"Then I think I know."
Lin Shu nodded thoughtfully.
He extended his palm slightly, and a vicious, jet-black, three-foot-long longsword slowly materialized in his grip.
On the sword’s guard, which resembled the head of a flood dragon, two lifelike, blood-red eyes radiated a soul-stealing, malevolent energy.
In an instant, he vanished from his spot.
"Ah!!"
When the young man reappeared, Hong Wei’s face was filled with horror, and his body instinctively tried to shoot backward in retreat.
But in the next moment, a vicious knee strike slammed into his abdomen, so powerful that it deeply dented even his Profound Iron Treasure Armor.
BANG!
The old man shot backward, curled up like a cooked shrimp.
A clear voice, tinged with a slight chill, rang in his ears.
"This must be what you care about most."
A flash of deathly black light, gone in an instant.
The Ink Flood Dragon Longsword effortlessly tore through the Profound Armor and, with a PFFT, pierced Hong Wei’s heart.
Threads of condensed malevolent energy, like thousands of Evil Flood Dragons, rapidly spread throughout the man’s flesh, blood, and organs.
A wave of crimson blood splashed out.
It stained the Profound Armor on Lin Shu’s body and spattered across his fair cheeks.
He stared at the old man before him, watching as extreme panic and terror caused the skin on his face to twitch, his eyeballs to nearly bulge from their sockets, and his lips to tremble uncontrollably.
"It seems I guessed right."
Lin Shu pulled out his Longsword and casually wiped the hot bloodstains from his face.
He turned to look at the remaining people.
At this moment, the Red Moon in the sky had already become full and round. Like a colossal beast blotting out the heavens, it cast down a rain of blood upon the mountains and rivers.
Amidst the roaring wind...
...the furiously fluttering Moon-devouring Demon Banner danced wildly, searing itself into everyone’s vision.
’If the kind are always bullied...’
’Then I will stain my banner with blood and slaughter you all until none of you dare to look up at me again.’

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