56: Chapter 56 Lin Yanwang never wastes words with anyone.

As the two Blood-Robed Protectors of the Danyuan Realm were slaughtered by Lin Feng with overwhelming force, the situation on the entire battlefield reversed instantly.

Those Moon-Worshipping Cult heretics, who had originally relied on the support of experts to put up a desperate struggle, now completely lost their backbone. One by one, they were scared out of their wits, their fighting spirit utterly vanished.

"Those who surrender shall be spared! Surrender and live!"

"Don't kill me! I'm just a cook who was forced into this!"

Freed from the constraints of the bone cage, Meng Kuo and the others were like tigers out of their pens. Leading a group of Demon Slayers, they launched a sweeping cleanup operation against these already terrified remnants of the defeated army.

Soon, except for a few die-hard elements who were killed on the spot, the rest of the Moon-Worshipping Cult heretics—including that previously insufferable Blood-Robed Envoy—were all captured alive and tied up securely with specialized Profound Iron chains.

The four Bronze Medal Envoys—Chu Mengxi, Meng Kuo, Wu Yong, and Liu Qing—all walked over to Lin Feng's side at the same time.

The way they looked at Lin Feng could no longer be described as mere admiration; it was a mixture of awe, curiosity, and a subversive shock that said, "So a battle can actually be fought this way."

"Brother Lin, you... you..."

Meng Kuo, that tower of a man, scratched his bald head. He hesitated for a long time, unable to find the right words to describe his current feelings.

It was the strategist Wu Yong who, holding a feather fan and looking at him with wonder, cupped his hands and said, "Lord Lin, today Wu has truly had his eyes opened. I have learned much."

He praised from the bottom of his heart, "I was wondering before why you insisted on expanding the range of the 'Four Symbols Heaven-Locking Formation' to cover the entire ruins instead of concentrating our forces to attack the altar.

Looking at it now, this move was simply a stroke of genius!"

"You foresaw that the Moon-Worshipping Cult's reinforcements weren't just these few people on the altar, but were using the terrain of the ruins to set up layers of ambushes on the periphery. If we had rashly launched a frontal assault, we would have inevitably fallen into the enemy's encirclement and been split up, resulting in heavy casualties. But your 'closing the door to beat the dog' tactic directly turned all their arrangements into a joke, allowing us to achieve the greatest results with the minimum cost. Such strategic planning is something I, Wu, cannot hope to match!"

Liu Qing also nodded, her cool eyes now filled with a strange brilliance.

"Indeed, if not for Lord Lin's advance arrangements, we probably would have suffered heavy losses before even seeing the enemy's shadow. Lord Lin, how did you know they had ambushes on the periphery?"

Facing everyone's flattery, Lin Feng merely waved his hand calmly.

Strategic planning?

Divine calculations?

No, he just simply felt that by casting a larger net, he could reel in more 'experience packs'.

He didn't explain, but instead turned his gaze toward the other end of the battlefield—the only place in the entire ruined temple where an earth-shattering battle was still raging.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The battle between the Silver-Rank Supervisor, City Lord Ling Xiaotian, and that mysterious Blood-Robed Holy Envoy had entered a white-hot stage.

Terrifying energy shocks erupted continuously, causing the entire 'Four Symbols Heaven-Locking Formation' to tremble violently. Visible ripples spread across the golden light walls.

Ling Xiaotian's strength was far more than the fifth level of the Danyuan Realm on the surface!

He had long since torn off his disguise. His body was surrounded by a thick layer of blood-colored Evil Qi, and every palm strike he threw was accompanied by the sound of ghostly wails and howling wolves!

And that Blood-Robed Holy Envoy was even more eerie and unpredictable.

His figure shifted constantly between solid and illusory as if he had no physical form. Every attack was tricky and ruthless, aiming straight for the Supervisor's vitals. His strength was actually not the least bit weaker than Ling Xiaotian's.

The two of them joined forces, their offensive like a violent storm, actually forcing the Supervisor into a 'steady retreat'.

The Supervisor looked quite disheveled at the moment; several tears had appeared in his clothes, and his breathing seemed a bit ragged.

He wielded a seemingly ordinary bamboo staff so tightly that not even a drop of water could pass through, blocking the duo's lethal attacks with hair-thin margins of safety time and again.

"The Supervisor looks like he's about to lose his footing!"

Zhao Tie watched from the side, his heart burning with anxiety.

"No, we can't even interfere in a battle of this level!"

Meng Kuo's face was also full of gravity. Although he was brave, he knew that if he rushed in, he probably wouldn't even be able to take a single move from the opponent.

Everyone's eyes, as if by agreement, focused once more on the only man capable of reversing the battle.

"Brother Lin! Only you can help the Supervisor now!"

Li Rui said urgently.

Chu Mengxi also looked at Lin Feng, her phoenix-like eyes filled with expectation: "Lin Feng, with your strength..."

However, to everyone's surprise, Lin Feng shook his head.

He remained as calm as ever. Far from showing any intention of going forward to help, he instead gave a command in a matter-of-fact tone that left everyone baffled.

"What's the rush? The old Supervisor hasn't even finished warming up yet."

"Bring all the captives we've caught to me."

"Huh?"

The group was collectively dumbfounded.

What time was it now?

The fire was already singeing their eyebrows!

The Supervisor's side was about to 'give way,' and you're not thinking about saving the situation?

"Lord Lin, isn't interrogating them now a bit... ill-timed?" Wu Yong couldn't help but remind him. He really couldn't figure out what Lin Feng was planning.

"Who said I'm going to interrogate them?"

Lin Feng glanced at him with a look that seemed to be observing a naive child.

Although full of doubts, out of absolute trust in Lin Feng, they still executed his command without hesitation.

Soon, dozens of Moon-Worshipping Cult prisoners, tied up tightly, were escorted before Lin Feng.

Even though these heretics had become prisoners, their ferocity remained unchanged, their eyes filled with resentment and disdain.

"Hmph! Kill us or cut us as you please! You want to get the secrets of the Holy Cult from our mouths? Keep dreaming!"

"Once the Holy Envoy deals with that old fossil, it'll be the day you all die!"

Chu Mengxi and the others stood ready, all thinking that Lin Feng was going to use some kind of torture to pry open these guys' mouths.

However, Lin Feng just looked at them calmly, as if looking at a group of... pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

He slowly drew that crimson-black, ferocious blade that seemed capable of swallowing all light—

The Life-Slaying Blade.

"Noisy."

The moment the words fell, he moved.

There was no warning, and no extra nonsense.

An extremely fast, blood-colored blade light that seemed to come from the depths of Hell flashed through the crowd!

Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!

A series of soft sounds of sharp blades entering flesh rang out almost simultaneously!

The wild laugh on the face of that Danyuan Realm Blood-Robed Envoy froze as his head soared into the sky.

Then came the second, the third, the fourth...

Lin Feng's figure turned into a whirlwind of death weaving through the prisoners.

His blade was simple, direct, and efficient.

Every swing inevitably took one or several lives.

This was a one-sided massacre with no suspense.

Those Moon-Worshipping Cult heretics, who had been arrogant just a second ago, had no room for resistance before Lin Feng's absolute power. They were all killed, leaving not a single survivor!

[Ding! Successfully killed 12 True Qi Realm evil cultivators!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 150x! Gained 100,000 critical hit points!]

[Ding! Successfully killed 65 Body Tempering Realm evil cultivators!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 155x! Gained 180,000 critical hit points!]

[Ding! Successfully killed...]

...

The entire process was smooth and fluid, terrifyingly fast.

When Lin Feng sheathed his blade, the ground beneath his feet was already dyed red with blood, and dozens of headless corpses lay scattered all over.

Yet his body remained unstained by a single speck of dust.

The entire world seemed to fall into a deathly silence at this moment.

The four Bronze Medal Envoys—Chu Mengxi, Meng Kuo, Wu Yong, and Liu Qing—along with all the surrounding Demon Slayers, were all like they had been hit by a freezing spell. they stared blankly at the bloody and shocking scene before them, their minds completely blank.

What did they just see?

Interrogation?

Non-existent.

King of Hell Lin never wastes words with anyone.

He just...

Simply wanted to hack them all down.