The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

The man's face was covered in thick, fleshy muscles, and a hideous scar ran from his forehead to the corner of his mouth, making him look even more ferocious.

He didn't take the seemingly ordinary young man in front of him seriously at all, thinking he was just a clueless kid who had gotten lucky and wandered in.

However, Lin Mo merely glanced at him indifferently, his gaze carrying three parts indifference, three parts contempt, and four parts nonchalance.

The burly man gripped a gleaming pig-slaughtering knife tightly in his hand, a ferocious smile plastered on his face.

That smile was full of greed and cruelty, as if he could already see the scene of being envied by others after he got ten contribution points.

With a loud roar, the sharp knife in his hand, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, plunged viciously towards Lin Mo's heart.

He shouted loudly, "These ten contribution points are mine, Luo Feng!"

This thrust was powerful and pierced through the steel plate at a tricky angle!

However, when the tip of his knife was still three inches from Lin Mo's head, it could no longer fall.

Because Lin Mo made a move.

So fast that it left only a fleeting afterimage.

There were no complicated moves, not even a proper stance.

He simply raised his hand casually, and before anyone else could react, he slapped the other side of the face.

The movement was light and casual, like shooing away an annoying fly.

But just as the hand was swung out, an extremely brief yet incredibly sharp buzzing sound rang out in the air!

A thin, almost invisible layer of golden energy flashed and disappeared at the edge of his palm.

Snapped!

A crisp yet muffled explosion that made one's heart clench.

The snarling grin on the bearded man's face froze instantly.

Then it turned into extreme horror and disbelief!

His thick arm was shattered inch by inch, starting from the wrist!

Bone fragments pierced the skin and flesh, causing blood to gush out!

But the force of the slap was far from over, and it landed directly on his cheek.

His head twisted abruptly 180 degrees at an extremely unnatural angle, his neck bones making a teeth-grinding cracking sound.

His burly body flew off the ground as if hit by a speeding truck.

It traced an arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, knocking down a group of oncoming assassins.

After a muffled thud.

A pool of glaring red blood gradually flowed from beneath the burly man, and then there was no more sound!

In an instant, you could hear a pin drop!

The only sounds were the gurgling of the pool of blood and the sudden tightening of the assassins' breathing.

Grand Secretary Xue glanced coldly at the corpse of the bearded man on the ground.

His throat bobbed, and he uttered two words: "Useless!"

The reason for offering a high price of ten contribution points was to have these assassins test Lin Mo's abilities.

I just didn't expect these assassins to be so despicable.

Especially this bearded man, who was slapped to death by Lin Mo with a single blow.

This is absolutely shameful!

However, it's no pity that such a brainless guy is dead.

In the Underworld, there is no shortage of assassins, just like there is no shortage of weeds on the grassland.

Although the horrific state of the bearded man was right before their eyes, the bloody scene was shocking.

But the lure of profit was too great, like a giant magnet, attracting these assassins and making them disregard their own lives.

They glanced at it only once, hesitated for a moment, and then their eyes were filled with greed and madness again.

Once again, like a pack of mad dogs, they charged fiercely at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo remained expressionless, stomped his feet hard on the ground, and unleashed the Lesser Formless Step. His figure flashed like a ghost, advancing instead of retreating.

In the blink of an eye, he grabbed the arms of the two men like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

Twist and pull hard with both hands.

Immediately, two shrill screams rang out.

The arms of the two assassins spun 360 degrees.

It was removed from my body like a toy.

The bone fragments at the severed arm were clearly visible, and fresh blood gushed out.

However, it was blocked by an invisible wall of energy just three inches away from Lin Mo.

"Protective Qi?"

Upon seeing this, Grand Secretary Xue clenched his iron-clad hand tightly, his knuckles turning white.

The composure on his face vanished, replaced by a deep sense of surprise and solemnity.

Grand Secretary Xue stared intently at Lin Mo, as if trying to see right through him.

"Protective Qi? Yes! It's Qi condensed into a protective aura that can be released to injure people..."

Grand Secretary Xue's dry throat bobbed, his voice carrying a slight tremor that he himself was unaware of.

"You are—a martial arts master?!"

The last four words were like a thunderclap.

All the assassins' expressions changed drastically, and they instinctively took a half step back.

The mockery and cruelty in their eyes were replaced by astonishment and shock.

Martial arts master!

These four words carry the weight of a mountain!

That's someone who could found their own school of thought!

They naturally had no doubt about what Grand Secretary Xue said.

But how could there be such a young martial arts master in the world?

What terrifying force is behind this person?

Grand Secretary Xue shared the same idea.

His mind raced, and he suppressed his shock, trying to salvage the situation.

Releasing his iron-clad sword, Elder Xue forced a smile and clasped his hands in greeting, saying, "May I ask which sect or school of master has graced us with their presence? We have been quite rude; please forgive us. However, how has Huang Quan Yin offended you? Perhaps there is a grave misunderstanding..."

It would be best to avoid becoming mortal enemies with such a young martial arts master.

However, Lin Mo interrupted him without any politeness.

"Misunderstand?"

"No misunderstanding."

“I have come to find your Guide.”

Grand Secretary Xue frowned and said, "The host is in seclusion and not receiving guests."

Lin Mo shrugged and said, "Then there's no other way. It seems we can only break in and settle accounts with him in person."

After he finished speaking, the hall fell into an even more deathly silence than before.

In the minds of most assassins, the Lord of the Underworld is a spiritual totem.

In their hearts, there are gods and demons!

It is the source of supreme faith and fear!

He is the absolute ruler who created this underground assassin kingdom!

His very existence is a symbol of the Yellow Springs Guide!

Someone actually dared to say they wanted to settle accounts with him?

Or will he come alone to our door?

This is no longer a provocation; it is the ultimate contempt and trampling on the entire Yellow Springs Guidance!

They absolutely will not allow anyone to blaspheme their God.

Just as soldiers will not allow anyone to insult their flag.

"Insanity!"

"Arrogant!"

"Be bold!"

"How dare you blaspheme against the Lord!"

"kill him!!!"

After a brief silence, a thunderous outburst of discontent erupted!

In an instant, public sentiment was aroused, and a murderous aura once again filled the air.

Someone roared first, and the remaining assassins' eyes instantly turned bloodshot, like a pack of wolves that had been provoked.

They brandished their weapons and unleashed various insidious techniques, surging towards Lin Mo like a black tide!

The glint of blades, the cold light of daggers, poisoned hidden weapons, unpredictable movements...

They wove together a web of death, enveloping that lonely figure.

This time, Grand Secretary Xue did not stop him, but a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

Although the master is strong, he is so young that his foundation may not be deep.

The majesty of Huang Quan Yin must not be trampled upon!

Faced with this surging tide of killing, Lin Mo finally got serious.

He stood still, and slowly raised his right hand.

The entire palm was instantly covered with a deathly gray-white layer.

The blood vessels beneath the skin turned pitch black, as if this hand no longer belonged to the living.

A terrifying sense of annihilation of all life and decay permeated the air.

"Extinction of life."

He uttered two words softly and pushed his palm forward!