Urban All-Round Master

He couldn’t continue killing. The Slaughter Syndrome could explode at any moment. Moreover, the ferocity of the Heavenly Painting Halberd seemed to be influencing his consciousness.

Continuing for too long would only turn him into a bloodthirsty demon!

"Don’t let the demon escape!"

Just as Lin Zifeng and the handsome man were retreating, there were disciples unafraid of death shouting to intercept them.

"Are you looking for death?"

The Elder of the Divine Sky Sect was furious, almost tearing the speaking disciple apart with a slap.

Finally, this god of slaughter was leaving. He just had to speak up. Simply courting death.

Lin Zifeng’s steps halted, he slowly lifted his head, and with a hollow gaze glanced at that fellow, scaring him into silence on the spot.

Then, he charged out of the sect with the handsome man.

The change in rhythm was so fast that even the sect’s disciples couldn’t believe it. Just moments ago, he was slaughtering all around. How long had it been? And he just retreated? How could this be so unscientific?

"Gone? Did he really leave?"

The majority on site escaped death, as if emerging from a dream. No one expected that murderous demon to leave just like that. Came so ferociously, left so mysteriously, leaving everyone with a strange feeling. Could this be real?

However, after Lin Zifeng left, he didn’t appear again for a long time.

Swish...

Just five minutes after Lin Zifeng left, Shen Wuheng emerged from the depths of the sect with the Immortal Suppressing Tripod.

Glaring toward the direction Lin Zifeng departed, Shen Wuheng ground his teeth in hatred. He was supposed to have killed this child, but the Bright Pope’s untimely appearance altered everything.

To appear at such a moment, not only saving everyone but reshuffling the entire battlefield.

"Hmph! I didn’t expect you to show up as soon as I left!"

However, just as Shen Wuheng appeared, Lin Zifeng’s voice echoed from outside the sect, reverberating over the entire place!

"What!" The crowd was in an uproar, bursting into turmoil.

Shen Wuheng’s face changed repeatedly. Unexpectedly, after Lin Zifeng left, he came back.

"Shen Wuheng, it’s time to settle this grudge!"

Whizz!

In the void, a blood-red ghostly light broke through, with unparalleled killing intent sweeping across. Puchi...

The Heavenly Painting Halberd pierced through Shen Wuheng’s abdomen, even the Immortal Suppressing Tripod couldn’t resist.

"Dong!"

As the halberd pierced through, it deeply embedded into a stone carving at the sect’s entrance. The shaft trembled, emitting a very dull vibration sound.

Shen Wuheng’s legs went weak, and he immediately knelt down.

Blood dripped from his mouth, and his abdomen was gushing blood unceasingly.

His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. Looking down, staring at the large bloody hole in his abdomen, he couldn’t imagine dying in such a terrifying manner.

Blood flowed continuously from his abdomen to the ground.

The excruciating pain felt like dozens of sharp daggers slicing his flesh piece by piece. Pain beyond words!

"Sect Master!"

"Sect Master!"

"No!!! Sect Master!"

"..."

The survivors of the Divine Sky Sect were astounded to see Shen Wuheng pierced by the Heavenly Painting Halberd.

Lin Zifeng and the handsome man dove down from afar, hands behind their backs. Cold eyes swept over the scene.

With a wave of his hand, the Heavenly Painting Halberd flew back to his hand after causing the stone carving to shatter. But Shen Wuheng was done for, wounded by the Heavenly Painting Halberd. Even if he didn’t die, he couldn’t escape Lin Zifeng’s killing.

"You, you’re so insidious! Leaving and returning! Scoundrel, you scoundrel!"

Shen Wuheng roared with all his might, his eyes bloodshot and filled with red threads. He thought Lin Zifeng wouldn’t come back after leaving. Unexpectedly, he returned and ambushed him.

This child was simply a sinister villain!

"Hmph, with just you discussing sinister villains with me? You haven’t even figured out if you’re human, yet you dare to lecture me on humanity?"

Lin Zifeng squinted, his stern face pulling a few cold smiles. His indifferent eyes looked at him like a dead thing.

"You brat Lin, do you think killing me will free you? Don’t forget, your Holy Hall’s sheltering of Demon Cultivators will bring the world’s wrath upon you! Unless you kill all cultivators worldwide, as long as your Holy Hall exists, you’ll be condemned by the world!"

Shen Wuheng laughed wildly up to the sky.

Now that the Holy Hall’s reputation spread, even if Lin Zifeng wanted to control it, it was too late.

"Is that really so? Since I can name the Holy Hall, do you think I can’t rename it?" Lin Zifeng sneered at him, "By then, I can change the Holy Hall’s name, and replace all the companies. Using some forces, I can bury the event. Do you think the world can judge my Holy Hall with just your words?"

Lin Zifeng had foreseen everything. News of Nangong Bing succumbing to demons had spread, so the perfect solution was eliminating those who knew.

Then, rename the Holy Hall. Finally, rebrand all the companies.

Using influence then would ensure that no one would be aware.

"You despicable scoundrel!"

Shen Wuheng was so furious he spat blood.

"Shen Wuheng, it seems your Immortal Suppressing Tripod simply offered us a Holy Artifact." Lin Zifeng moved closer with a mocking smile. The Gray Dragon Hand directly snatched the hovering Immortal Suppressing Tripod.

"You!"

Shen Wuheng tried to get up to retrieve his Immortal Suppressing Tripod.

"From today, this Holy Artifact belongs to me," Lin Zifeng said, grabbing back the Immortal Suppressing Tripod, quickly erasing its residual consciousness. He finally used it to suppress Shen Wuheng to death!

"To die by your Immortal Suppressing Tripod could be considered your fortune."

Reclaiming the Immortal Suppressing Tripod, he scanned those already scared witless sect disciples around. Lin Zifeng showed no killing intent.

This matter was unrelated to them.

"Today the Sect Master of the Divine Sky Sect, Shen Wuheng, has been killed by me. I have no desire to provoke great enmity with the Divine Sky Sect, but. Now deprived of Shen Wuheng, I believe your sect’s future development will be better. But if the new Sect Master dares to challenge my Holy Hall, my Holy Hall will be waiting at any time!"

After speaking, no one dared to question Lin Zifeng’s words.

Knowing now that Shen Wuheng was dead, for the Divine Sky Sect, there were those happy and those upset. Numerous Elders were wishing for Shen Wuheng’s death.

In this way, the position of Sect Master of the Divine Sky Sect would see another struggle.

Lin Zifeng had his reasons for not wanting to destroy the Divine Sky Sect.

He investigated the Divine Sky Sect’s situation. With Shen Wuheng’s death, the sect would inevitably fall into chaos, leading to substantial transformations over the struggle for its leadership.

Who would have the mind to seek revenge on the Holy Hall? Besides, the one sect, two religions, and the Three Holy Lands had existed in Huaxia for a thousand years. It couldn’t just be destroyed. Its millennium foundation exceeded imagination.

The Divine Sky Sect had become a household belief in Huzhou. Destruction would only bring more infamy to the Holy Hall...