Urban All-Round Master

"Damn! It’s too violent, too bloody. Even I, Gao Ye, can’t bear to watch anymore." The handsome guy howled.

This time, Lin Zifeng was truly enraged. If it were any other time, his urge to kill wouldn’t be this overwhelming. But earlier, seeing those two young magicians die tragically right before his eyes—especially after they had gathered around the fire tonight, discussing fascinating stories of the East and West—Lin Zifeng could feel their youthful energy.

And now?

To be killed so ruthlessly at such a young age, dying right in front of him, it ignited the fierce spirit within Lin Zifeng.

Avril was dumbfounded. The Lin Zifeng who had just been innocently chatting about interesting stories now seemed like a bloodbath Asura, a god of death.

This, this was like two different people.

"Yi ya yi ya." The little guy hopped onto Lin Zifeng’s shoulder and pounded on him to wake him up.

After regaining his composure, Lin Zifeng finally quelled the raging urge to kill within him.

However... the scene before him was a mess, with blood everywhere, scattered remains of flesh and bones, the scene was nauseating.

The magicians were completely stunned.

The old man in the red magic robe trembled as he walked over to Lin Zifeng, his old eyes filled with tears of gratitude and fear as he looked at him.

"Leave here quickly." Lin Zifeng said in a deep voice.

He didn’t want them to be entangled with anyone because of him.

"Thank you." The old man thanked him and quickly had his people pack up and leave this troublesome place.

It seemed they wouldn’t be getting a good night’s rest.

"Lin boy, what do we do now?" The handsome guy slowly approached.

"Seems like we won’t be getting a good night’s sleep. Let’s go, it’s not far from the Snow Domain, let’s take a look at the entrance to the Dark Prison tonight."

"Damn, looks like I, Gao Ye, won’t be getting a good night’s sleep again tonight." The handsome guy was thoroughly disappointed.

With that, Lin Zifeng mounted the handsome guy and soon disappeared into the dense forest.

Seeing Lin Zifeng leave, Avril was very disappointed, her face not looking good. It was hard to find a good friend she could chat with, and now he was gone.

But... looking at the bodies around her, she felt a chill in her bones.

Under the old man’s guidance, the group of young magicians quickly packed up and left this ghastly place.

So many people died here, it was definitely not a good place. Who knows if their comrades would come back looking for them again.

These guys were bandits from the Snow Domain, taking advantage of the situation to rob, ruthless and cold-blooded, stopping at nothing to kill. Tonight, they ran into tough opponents.

At three in the morning, Lin Zifeng and the handsome guy arrived at the Snow Domain. Seeing the fiery glow ahead, Lin Zifeng knew they were not far from the entrance to the Dark Prison.

Ahead was likely the Dark Prison.

"Lin boy, are we rushing over too quickly?" The handsome guy asked, turning around.

"Let’s wait a little longer." Lin Zifeng didn’t intend to rush over because the Magic Bracelet’s pulsing at his chest seemed to predict something.

"There are even stronger enemies here, we can only continue to wait." Lin Zifeng said, frowning.

Sure enough...

In less than half an hour of waiting, anomalies erupted in the fiery area ahead; flashes of flame shot skyward, and soon after, a large number of strong individuals probed forward. In a matter of breaths, the battle was in full swing.

"Lin boy, did you know something was up here?" The handsome guy looked at him suspiciously.

"It’s not so much an oddity. Think about it, the entrance to the Dark Prison is just a short distance away. There are definitely masters like us hiding around. Rushing in is not good; haste makes waste." Lin Zifeng was calm; the effect he wanted hadn’t truly begun.

This was just the opening act.

The handsome guy knew Lin Zifeng was smart and didn’t bother to ask further, deciding to lay down and sleep.

It hadn’t fallen asleep yet, but the little fellow Luobo had already started snoozing soundly beside it.

Lin Zifeng continued to wait. The timing wasn’t mature enough yet, he didn’t dare to act rashly at this time,

Sure enough, half an hour later, the sound of fighting and killing on the other end gradually dwindled. Lin Zifeng knew the battle ahead was nearing its end.

He patted the head of the handsome guy and smiled, "Dead dog, it’s our turn now."

"Damn it!"

The handsome guy was startled awake by Lin Zifeng, bumping its large head onto a rock. With a crack, the stone shattered, and its head was dizzy, almost unable to stand up.

"Damn you, can’t you be quieter? You caused me, Gao Ye, to bump my head all over, do you want to see me die?" The handsome guy nearly shouted hoarsely.

Lin Zifeng was speechless, not bothering to respond, quickly got up with the little guy, and rushed forward.

The handsome guy was extremely annoyed, couldn’t get a good night’s sleep, damn it, this was troublesome.

By the time they got up close, Lin Zifeng could smell the pungent stench of blood from afar. There’s no doubt that a large-scale massacre had just taken place. The smell of blood still lingering in the air indicated that it had not been long.

"What a strong smell of blood." The handsome guy sniffed, the stench of blood was overwhelming.

"Let’s go." Lin Zifeng wore a grim face, following the direction where the stench of blood was strongest.

The closer they got, the stronger the smell of blood became.

Moreover! The Primordial Energy fluctuations around were immense. If one could cultivate here, regardless of reaching a new Realm, the Primordial Energy cultivated here would certainly be extremely pure.

Without thinking much, Lin Zifeng decisively rushed forward with the handsome guy.

They arrived at the entrance to the Dark Prison.

Sure enough... as soon as they reached the entrance, they saw many powerful individuals lurking around. At the fiery subterranean entrance stood dozens of powerful Sub-Saint cultivators.

These people hailed from various places with profound cultivation, figures Lin Zifeng couldn’t afford to provoke.

If they appeared at this time, they’d surely be blown to bits.

"Lin boy, should we go out?"

The handsome guy asked.

"If we go out now, we won’t even know how we died." Lin Zifeng and the handsome guy hid in the dense forest, his perceptive eyes could see clearly; even the slightest movement could be seen clearly, so going out now wasn’t advisable. They’d only dare to enter once the entrance to the Dark Prison was truly opened.

However, near this entrance lay many corpses, the smell of blood extremely strong. No doubt the battle earlier was fierce. Fortunately, he and the handsome guy hadn’t gone forward, or they would have been blown to bits.