This is an extremely oppressive world.
An ordinary person would be unable to stay here at all; their reason would collapse in a short time, their soul would be polluted, and they would be directly assimilated into part of the domain.
Not far away, courtyard-style buildings stood in clusters, their style utterly grotesque, a fusion of various indescribable things that defied all common sense.
Lin Hong scanned the area.
This was indeed the courtyard domain he had entered before, but it was now incomparably vaster, and its tier was clearly higher than last time, allowing physical bodies to enter.
Moreover, from the extreme depths of the space, terrifying energy was constantly erupting.
Even from this distance, he could feel the ground trembling slightly, the energy clashes causing deep, muffled roars.
Occasionally, he could even see brilliant fighting spirit flames of various colors erupting again and again, tearing through the dark red sky.
Even though they seemed to be at a disadvantage, they were tenacious, locked in a great battle!
“So, they were dragged in here and trapped.”
Lin Hong murmured.
That was clearly the missing Royal Knight squad from outside the town, dragged into this space and now fighting bitterly here.
He focused, circulating his spiritual energy to enhance his eyes.
An eerie light gleamed.
Instantly, the world in his vision changed.
The evil energy permeating the space became clearer, and the energy collisions from the distant battle grew more dazzling.
When he shifted his gaze closer, he could see that at the center of those twisted buildings, there was actually a massive, shadowy mass, pulsing like a heart.
That should be the energy core stabilizing this subspace, linking to the foundation of the entire space.
Lin Hong pondered, quickly making a decision.
He immediately began to silently infiltrate the building complex.
He tensed his muscles, sealed his own aura, and transformed into a shadow, weaving through the area with great speed.
As he gradually approached the core area of the buildings, the cloyingly sweet smell in the air grew stronger, mixed with a kind of mental pollution, as if the wails of hundreds of millions were ringing in his ears, constantly assailing his mind.
Within Lin Hong’s body, his internal microcosm automatically circulated, energy densely covering his body’s surface to form a barrier.
He further expanded his spiritual domain, enveloping himself in a three-foot protective zone, safeguarding himself and dissolving these mental whispers and pollution, remaining unaffected.
Finally, he stealthily reached the edge of a relatively open area and peered inside from the shadow of a strange rock.
Before him was a massive altar, seemingly built from bones of various shapes.
It was enormous and irregularly circular.
The altar’s surface was not smooth; instead, it was covered with countless twisted patterns, as if the altar had grown them itself, faintly resonating with the entire space.
At the center of the altar was a vortex, within which countless resentful spirits seemed to be floating and sinking.
This was the source of the wails and roars in the air!
The dark red vortex was deep, as if leading directly to the underworld, emitting powerful energy that nourished the entire space.
At this moment, around the altar, more than twenty figures clad in dark red or black robes were busily working.
They were carrying things and constantly throwing them into the altar.
They were magical beasts, ferocious and constantly roaring and struggling.
Lin Hong observed, his gaze suddenly landing on a certain spot.
A surge of killing intent immediately rose in his heart.
They were living people!
Some looked like commoners, others like soldiers.
Their eyes were tightly shut, unconscious, but their faces were twisted, bearing expressions of pain or fear.
His gaze shifted again.
The Evil Spirit Mental Body that had guided him earlier was floating directly toward one of the seated, motionless black-robed cultists and silently merged into their body.
That person’s body immediately trembled slightly, then returned to normal and continued working.
A heavy flash of killing intent passed through Lin Hong’s eyes, but he didn’t rush to act, instead continuing to sense.
The Evil Clan believers here weren’t particularly strong.
Only two were comparable to the previous Bazi, and even they were merely comparable, not his equal.
The rest were even weaker; he could handle them all.
Lin Hong immediately acted, swiftly and silently approaching his first target.
He slid out from the shadows, extremely fast yet without making a sound, sticking to the person’s back like a falling leaf and delivering a punch to the back of their neck.
The person didn’t even manage a grunt before completely losing consciousness.
Lin Hong picked up the limp body, expressionless, and directly threw it toward the center of the altar.
A barely audible gurgling sound followed as the body sank into the vortex, instantly swallowed to become part of its nourishment.
The deafening roars around the altar perfectly covered this small commotion.
Lin Hong sneered, whispering, “Aren’t you loyal to your god? I’ll grant your wish, send you to meet Him.”
With that, he continued, decisive and cruel.
He didn’t use his short sword, directly using his physical body.
Sometimes he silently broke necks from behind, other times he shot out a strand of finger wind from a distance to knock them out.
He prioritized eliminating the believers who were transporting living people!
Some people were walking along when their companions beside them suddenly collapsed.
Before they could react, intense pain shot through the back of their necks or between their eyebrows, and darkness fell before their eyes.
Then, these believers were continuously thrown into the vortex.
The altar area gradually became emptier.
Nearly twenty evil believers were silently dealt with!
Of course, at this point, even the two strongest individuals squatting before the altar, the only ones left, couldn’t fail to notice something was wrong, no matter how slow they were.
Why had it suddenly become so quiet?
Where were all the brothers and sisters around them?
They had all disappeared without a trace!
The two immediately became alert, stopping their work and looking around while quickly moving closer to each other.
Whoosh!
“Who’s there?!”
One of them, who seemed like a minor leader, was exceptionally vigilant.
He sharply turned his head, desperately dodging while letting out a sharp cry!
He was extraordinary, sensing the killing intent at the last moment!
Lin Hong’s finger wind was dodged, failing to hit between his eyebrows, but it still pierced through his shoulder, throwing him off balance.
He screamed and fell to the ground.
“Enemy attack!!”
The remaining person was instantly startled, turning around in horror.
From the shadows, a youth, looking very young but wearing a smile, slowly revealed himself, his azure eyes looking over coldly.
“Holy God above… it’s you, you little bastard!”
The injured minor leader rolled to his feet, roaring in shock and anger.
He quickly spat out various incantation syllables, using magic in conjunction with the bone staff in his hand.
Instantly, a large mass of dark green mist rapidly formed in the air, like a poisonous python, enveloping Lin Hong head-on!
This was poison-type magic, highly corrosive.
Wherever it passed, the ground sizzled.
It was absolutely capable of easily corroding through steel armor and had a strong corrosive effect on protective fighting spirit and magic power as well.
Facing the surging dark green poison mist, Lin Hong sneered.
Without dodging or evading, his figure flickered as he directly charged into the center of the mist!
“You ignorant little dog, melt into bloody water under my [Bone-Eroding Sacred Miasma]!”
The evil believer who released the poison mist whispered, grinning cruelly as if already seeing the youth’s flesh and blood dissolving in the intense poison.
However, the next moment, his grin froze.
The poison mist did indeed swallow the youth’s figure, but the youth himself was completely unharmed.
Instead, the poison mist itself was fading and dissipating!
Lin Hong’s skin was crystalline, warm and smooth like jade, completely unaffected.
Even his black robe remained intact as he charged out!
The vitality within his body was too vigorous, impervious to all poisons.
He had nothing to fear.
“What the hell…”
The poison-releasing leader was stunned, cursing outright, momentarily frozen in place!
He had never seen such a thing!
His poison mist required even Priest-level powerhouses to focus on defense, yet this youth didn’t even glance at it and passed right through!
Had some young humanoid beast broken in?
Lin Hong sneered, closing the distance in an instant.
The short sword at his waist was drawn, held in a reverse grip.
A cold arc sliced through the air!
Hum.
A light sound like leather being cut.
The minor leader felt a chill on his neck and instinctively tried to raise his hand to touch it, but his vision was already spinning uncontrollably, falling, darkness instantly before his eyes.
Thud.
The head rolled, the headless corpse collapsing to the ground!
“And you, right?”
Lin Hong turned, smiling brightly yet cruelly, charging toward the last person.
“Demon! You’re a demon crawled out from the abyss!”
“Any more introductions?”
Lin Hong mocked.
The last person was clearly of the fighting spirit school, different from the mage just now.
He had no intention of fighting Lin Hong at all, turning to flee while flames of fighting spirit rose from his body’s surface, making him look like a man of fire.
As he fled, he shouted loudly, trying to raise an alarm.
“What are you jabbering about so noisily?”
Lin Hong chuckled, taking a step forward.
Though he moved later, he arrived first, instantly closing the distance.
He swung his short sword.
Thud.
Directly, along with the protective fighting spirit, he sliced open the person’s body.
Blood splattered!
The person felt a chill on his back, his forward momentum abruptly halting.
He looked back to see a massive wound had been opened on his back; his body was almost cut in two.
He fell, his protective fighting spirit instantly dissipating.
Blood gushed out, his life force rapidly draining away.
Lin Hong leisurely walked closer, sneering coldly, “Take deep breaths. Dizziness is normal. Besides, I’m sending you to meet your Holy God. You don’t seem happy about it? Looks like you’re not that devout after all.”
“You… blaspheme… Holy God… will…”
The cultist’s fading pupils stared fixedly at Lin Hong, squeezing out a few indistinct syllables.
“What are you saying? Go tell your Holy God. Off you go!”
With that, he used his toes to flip the person’s body up, following up with a side kick, directly kicking him toward the altar!
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
“Holy God… be with me!”
Stimulated by the ultimate fear of death, the person suddenly went mad, and then….
BOOM!
An earth-shattering explosion swept through the altar area!
A destructive shockwave formed, ring-shaped, sweeping outward in all directions at an astonishing speed!
The air was torn, emitting ghostly wails and divine howls!
The magical beasts on the ground that were supposed to become nourishment, including the corpse of the recently beheaded minor leader, all exploded one after another upon contact with the shockwave.
The altar also shook violently.
At such a close distance, it was clearly affected.
“…Sigh, big mouth.”
Lin Hong sighed, raising his hand to block all the shockwaves sweeping toward him.
He was unharmed because his combat intuition was exceptional.
He had sensed it beforehand, moving his body several meters to the side, placing himself in front of the innocent people he had previously deliberately positioned as sacrifices, shielding them from the blast.
“Got arrogant again. Why did I have to run my mouth? Wouldn’t it have been better to just kill him directly? Got blown up again.”
Lin Hong muttered, criticizing himself.
At that moment, a furious roar came from the distant battle group!