C8 One Versus Four!

"You actually killed him?" The disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall were visibly shaken, their voices tinged with disbelief.

It was beyond their wildest imaginations that Lin Yun would have the audacity to commit murder within the Mystic Moon Sect, let alone brazenly confess to the act right in front of them. Did Lin Yun have a death wish?

"Meng, go inside," Lin Yun said with a reassuring smile, gesturing for Meng to enter the house.

Despite her worries, Meng complied and stepped inside. She understood that her presence would be more of a hindrance than a help and could potentially endanger the Young Master.

"So what if I killed him? He got what he deserved!" Lin Yun's eyes hardened with resolve as he declared, "To think he dared to poison the Sect Master's husband. Isn't that crime alone worthy of death ten times over?"

"He poisoned you?" The words caught everyone off guard, prompting looks of shock and confusion.

The leader of the Law Enforcement Hall disciples tried to mask his unease, but a flicker of panic betrayed him, and Lin Yun caught it immediately.

"May I be so bold as to ask for your name, Senior Brother of the Law Enforcement Hall?" Lin Yun asked with a smile.

Struggling to maintain composure, the disciple replied, "I am Ding Xu."

"Senior Brother Ding, a pleasure," Lin Yun said with a cold chuckle. Ding Xu's appearance was expected; as the puppeteer behind Wang Dana, Ding Xu would be unsettled by his lackey's capture, fearing his own schemes would come to light.

Lin Yun would have been surprised if Ding Xu hadn't shown up.

"Lin Yun, Wang Dana may not be a formal disciple, but he managed the pill room. You can't just execute him without proof, regardless of his crimes. You will face the Law Enforcement Hall's judgment!" Ding Xu declared sternly.

With Wang Dana gone, Ding Xu felt no need to hold back. What did it matter if Lin Yun knew he was behind the poisoning? Who would believe Lin Yun's word over his?

Lin Yun responded coolly, "And what would you have me do?"

"I intend to take you into custody and bring you before the Law Enforcement Hall for your deserved punishment," Ding Xu stated icily. "I suggest you don't resist; it would only lead to injury."

At that, Ding Xu and his fellow disciples unsheathed their swords, encircling Lin Yun with no intention of letting him slip away.

"Do you really think you can hold me?" Lin Yun scoffed, his laughter laced with disdain as if he had never considered Ding Xu and his cohorts a threat.

Most of them were at Power Refinement Grade Five or Six, with Ding Xu, the most formidable among them, at Grade Seven.

The old Lin Yun, even with the aid of a Divine Power Pill, might not have stood a chance. But now, having advanced to Power Refinement Grade Four and mastering the first technique of the Demonic Heavenly Profound Scripture, Death Proof, he felt confident. Lin Yun was certain that with the Divine Power Pill, he wouldn't lose this fight.

"What a farce!" Ding Xu scoffed. "Do you think defeating a mere steward makes you unbeatable?"

With swift movements, Ding Xu advanced, his sword at the ready, closing in on Lin Yun. But compared to Wang Dana, these Law Enforcement Hall disciples were out of their depth in both combat experience and martial skills.

Ding Xu's voice was a chilling blade of its own as he declared, "I'll draw some blood first to curb that arrogance of yours."

As his frosty words hung in the air, his long sword made a swift arc towards Lin Yun's arm.

Shockingly, the blade failed to inflict the slightest wound on Lin Yun.

Even more astonishing, Lin Yun caught the razor-sharp sword in his bare hands. Ding Xu and his companions were dumbfounded; they had never anticipated that Lin Yun would not only snatch the sword with his bare hands but also emerge without a scratch.

Lin Yun exclaimed in amazement, "It really is Death Proof!" The formidable nature of the Demonic Heavenly Profound Scripture had surpassed his wildest expectations. But upon reflection, he found solace in the realization. This was, after all, a body forged with the essence of over a hundred Marrow Cleansing Pills. If he couldn't achieve this much, all his trials would have been in vain.

The Law Enforcement Hall disciples then unleashed a barrage of strikes at Lin Yun with full force. Yet, they couldn't even mark his skin, let alone harm him.

Ding Xu, gripped by terror, bellowed, "This guy is bizarre. We must join forces against him!"

Lin Yun's sneer was cold as steel. "Apologies, but you're out of chances!"

He closed the distance to Ding Xu in a blur. Ding Xu, paralyzed by fear, couldn't muster a response to Lin Yun's lightning speed.

In a flash, Lin Yun's Genuine Force coursed through his right arm and, without a moment's hesitation, he launched a thunderous punch—his first full-force display of Genuine Force since his breakthrough.

Ding Xu reflexively raised his sword to defend, but Lin Yun's punch was monstrous, shattering the blade. The otherworldly strength pummeled Ding Xu's insides, prompting a roar of disbelief, "Impossible! How can a Power Refinement Grade Four martial cultivator possess such might?"

Hurled over ten meters back, Ding Xu collapsed, drained of strength. His face was deathly pale, his breaths came in ragged gasps, and a mouthful of blood stained the limestone beneath him crimson.

His eyes brimmed with incredulity. Lin Yun's punch had matched, if not exceeded, the force of a Power Refinement Grade Seven martial cultivator, nearing that of Grade Eight!

Lin Yun's rank was merely Power Refinement Grade Four, yet he wielded such staggering Genuine Force.

Little did they know, this was the culmination of Lin Yun's absorption of the potency from hundreds of Marrow Cleansing Pills. Typically, martial cultivators at the Power Refinement Stage would consume just ten such pills for advancement. A case like Jiang Mang, who needed ten pills just to break into the Essence Building Stage, was already considered a freak of nature.

But Lin Yun, having mastered the initial realm of the Demonic Heavenly Profound Scripture, had assimilated the power of hundreds of Marrow Cleansing Pills at Power Refinement Grade One.

"Senior Brother Ding!" The Law Enforcement Hall disciples were in disarray at the sight of Ding Xu's grievous injuries. They stared at Lin Yun, terror-stricken.

If Ding Xu, at Power Refinement Grade Seven, couldn't withstand Lin Yun, what chance did they stand? Their swords had failed to penetrate Lin Yun's defenses, and with his overwhelming offensive and defensive capabilities, they had lost all will to fight.

Yet, their reluctance to battle was not shared by Lin Yun.

In a moment of distraction among the Law Enforcement Hall disciples, Lin Yun moved like a specter, weaving in and out of their ranks. With swift, decisive punches, he floored each of them without breaking a sweat!

Despite being outnumbered four to one, Lin Yun dominated the fight with overwhelming force.

"How dare you, as disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, launch an attack on me?" Lin Yun's gaze bore down on Ding Xu and the others, his face etched with a cool disdain. "Qin Yutong, as the Sect Master, is far too busy to deal with you. But as her husband, it falls to me to teach you a proper lesson!"

"What are you going to do?" Ding Xu stammered, fear creeping into his voice.

Lin Yun let out a cold laugh and replied, "The choice is simple. Either you cripple your own arms and leave here alive, or you die by my hand, just like Wang Dana."

After all, having already taken a life, Lin Yun wasn't fazed by the prospect of taking a few more.

He found himself acclimating to the brutal survival rules of this world more quickly than he'd ever imagined. Perhaps beneath his seemingly composed and honest exterior lay a heart that thrived on chaos and restlessness.

"Lin Yun, we're disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall. How dare you threaten us?" Ding Xu bellowed, eyes wide with rage.

He couldn't fathom Lin Yun having the audacity to kill members of the Law Enforcement Hall.

His nominal master, Elder Qingfeng, was notorious for his fierce protection of his disciples. Anyone who showed the slightest disrespect to the Law Enforcement Hall would be subjected to his merciless retribution, often resulting in a torturous death.

But in the next instant, Ding Xu heard a sharp ring and was met with the sight of a headless corpse suspended before him. It took him a moment to realize that it was his own body.

The remaining three disciples were paralyzed with fear, witnessing Ding Xu's body and Lin Yun's stern figure holding a blood-stained sword. In their eyes, Lin Yun was as fearsome as the grim reaper himself.

Had Lin Yun truly killed Ding Xu?

Ding Xu was Elder Qingfeng's disciple!

Even as a disciple in name only, his life wasn't one to be taken lightly. Lin Yun's actions were a direct affront to Elder Qingfeng's honor.

"Which will it be?" Lin Yun asked, his voice calm and unyielding as he addressed the Law Enforcement Hall disciples who were now cowering on the ground.

For Lin Yun, a surgeon who had grown numb to the sight of blood, the act of taking a life, whether one or many, left the same impression. Once he overcame the initial shock and fear, killing became a task without hesitation.

He had set foot on a path drenched in blood, and from the moment he did, he never intended to look back with regret.