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Lin Feng stopped in front of the exit.

You can sense the commotion outside without using your mental powers.

Footsteps, hushed conversations, a cacophony of voices—hundreds of people.

He probed outwards with his mental energy.

Sure enough, the telekinetic energy was blocked by a layer of viscous energy field as soon as it was extended ten meters away.

The Great Formation of Absolute Thoughts.

The principle behind this thing is very crude: it creates a high-concentration mental interference field within the coverage area of ​​the array, making the mental power of the mind master dull, chaotic, or even completely ineffective.

An ordinary second-grade mentalist would have their mental power halved upon entering this formation.

A third-grade Nen Master would fare somewhat better, but would still be weakened by 40% to 50%.

Within this formation, the precision of controlling the Starfall Nine Tribulations Blade's throwing knives will be greatly reduced.

"They really went all out."

Lin Feng walked out, holding a long spear.

The sunlight stung my eyes.

It took me half a second to adjust.

The scene before him was pretty much as he had expected.

The area within a 500-meter radius of the crack's exit point has been thoroughly cleaned by human intervention.

More than a hundred mercenaries dressed in black armor were divided into four square formations, blocking off all directions.

Each formation was equipped with ranged and melee warriors, and the formation was well-organized, clearly indicating that it was a professional mercenary legion that had been hired at a high price.

In the very center of the wasteland, a circular array with a diameter of thirty meters was laid out on the ground.

The array patterns were still faintly glowing.

At the core position sat an old man in a gray robe, his hands forming a mudra, and spiritual energy continuously poured into the formation from between his eyebrows.

Array Master.

The maintainer of the Absolute Thoughts Formation.

Two people stood together on the outer edge of the formation.

The one on the left has gray hair and is waving a whisk in his hand, putting on an act.

Elder of the White Crane Sect, Meng Qiubai.

Wu Zun Ninth Dan.

The one on the right is wearing a close-fitting dark gray soft armor and has an ordinary face.

However, even a slight leak of his extremely restrained aura was enough to make the surrounding mercenaries unconsciously take a half step away.

Tianxing Pavilion Silver-Rank Assassin.

The Martial Saint.

When Lin Feng walked out of the crevice carrying the Dragon Blood Crimson Gold Spear, the eyes of all the more than one hundred people in the audience turned to him.

Meng Qiubai was the first to laugh.

"Just as I expected, Lieutenant Lin did come out."

He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Lin Feng.

"Lieutenant Lin, it's an honor to meet you. I am Meng Qiubai, an elder of the White Crane Sect, and I have been waiting here for a long time on the orders of my master."

Lin Feng slammed the butt of his Crimson Gold Spear onto the ground.

thump.

The gravel ground cracked in a circle.

"The White Crane Sect? I paid to enter the rift, and they still brought people to ambush me?"

"Haha, Lieutenant Lin is joking." Meng Qiubai's smile remained unchanged.

"Someone is willing to pay to save your life; it's a lot of money, and I can't refuse."

He pointed to the Great Array of Annihilation on the ground.

"I know that Lieutenant Lin is a third-grade mentalist, and his throwing knife technique is unparalleled in this era. That's why I specially spent thirty million to invite this Absolute Mind Array, which was prepared especially for you."

He put away his whisk, and his tone suddenly turned serious.

"Lieutenant Lin, a wise man submits to circumstances. You've been in the rift for so long, and your energy has been greatly depleted. With the activation of the Absolute Mind Array, half of your mental power has been wasted, you can't use your throwing knives, and your mental detection has also been reduced."

"Surrender and I'll at least leave you a whole corpse."

Lin Feng looked down at the Absolute Thought Formation beneath his feet.

The dark red light of the array patterns swirled around his feet, and the fluctuations of mental interference were indeed squeezing the range of his mental power.

His mental detection range was reduced from the normal one kilometer to less than three hundred meters.

The precision of controlling the flying knives of the Starfall Nine Calamities Blade will likely also be affected.

He looked up at Meng Qiubai, then at the silent silver-ranked assassin beside him.

"Thirty million?"

Meng Qiubai thought he was hesitating, so he quickly added a sentence.

"Not just that! Including the cost of the mercenary legion, it cost nearly a hundred million in total. All of this was to deal with you alone, Lieutenant Lin."

He said this with great pride.

Lin Feng lifted the Dragon Blood Crimson Gold Spear from the ground.

"One hundred million?"

He gripped the gun barrel tightly, and the perfected Qi and blood of King Wu began to flow into the gun.

A crimson-gold light spread from the gun barrel, the dragon scale patterns pulsating and radiating scorching heat.

"They spent a hundred million to create a broken formation to seal my mental power?"

Lin Feng smiled.

"Who told you I only know how to use telekinesis?"

Meng Qiubai's smile froze.

Raymond Lam swings a gun with one arm.

The 1,300-pound Dragon Blood Crimson Gold Spear drew a crimson gold arc in his hand.

The third move of the Great Wilderness Dragon Subduing Style: Great Wilderness Meteor.

King Wu infused his entire body with perfect Qi and blood.

SSS-level heavy weapon material bonus.

The multiplier of perfect martial arts skills is stacked.

A crimson-gold spear aura, over five meters in diameter, detached from the spear tip, trailing a fiery tail of dragon blood, and slammed down toward the core of the Absolute Thought Array.

Meng Qiubai's face was distorted by the golden light of the spear.

He opened his mouth as if to shout something.

That's too late.

The spear's energy swept across the surface of the formation.

The dark red array patterns shattered the moment they made contact.

The gray-robed array master sitting cross-legged at the center of the formation didn't even have time to react.

The spear's energy pierced through his body, shattering the core of the array into fragments along with it.

The backlash of mental energy surged upwards from every line of the formation.

The Great Array of Annihilation was reduced to nothingness.

All that remains on the ground is a scorched ravine, three meters wide and more than twenty meters long.

Dragon blood flames still burned along the edge of the ravine.

The Absolute Thought Array costing 30 million.

One shot.

Gone.

The square fell silent for half a second.

Then the faces of more than a hundred mercenaries changed color at the same time.

They're paying to get things done, not to die.

The contract stated "cooperate with the formation to encircle and kill a third-grade mentalist", but did not mention "facing a monster that can smash the formation with a single shot".

Lin Feng didn't give them time to think.

With a flick of the spear tip, he swung the crimson-gold spear around in his hand.

He charged into the mercenary formation.

The shield-bearers in the first square formed a defensive wall, holding up their alloy shields.

The Dragon Blood Crimson Gold Spear swept across.

The shield shattered.

The person is broken.

The crossbow bolts fired by the three rows of archers behind him struck Lin Feng in the back.

The indestructible golden body is perfected.

The crossbow bolt bounced off.

Not a single one went in.

Lin Feng turned around and thrust his spear, the spear's energy slicing horizontally, and half of the archers in the square formation fell down at once.

Dark red dragon blood flames burned on the cut surface.

"run!"

Someone shouted out.

The mercenaries' formation completely collapsed.

More than a hundred people scattered and fled, leaving weapons scattered all over the ground.

Lin Feng was too lazy to chase after small fry.

His gaze locked onto two people.

Meng Qiubai and that silver medal assassin.

The two were terrified, their legs went weak.

This is completely different from what the intelligence reports indicated.

They've trained for most of their lives and consider themselves highly experienced.

But a young man at the Martial King level, without using his mental power, smashed the formation that specifically countered him with a single spear thrust using only his physical body and weapon.

What is this?

The silver-medal assassin reacted much faster than Meng Qiubai.

He made his judgment the instant the spear energy shattered the formation.

It's impossible to win.

With his full power, the martial saint unleashed his blood and qi, his figure transforming into a blur as he desperately fled towards the cliff face to the northeast.

Max speed.

Lin Feng looked at the gray figure and weighed the gun barrel in his hand.

With the right arm pulled back and the waist twisted, blood and energy flowed throughout the body.

cast.

The 1,300-pound crimson gold spear flew out of his hand.

The gun spun in mid-air, its crimson-gold light leaving a trail of flame over ten meters long.

That's too fast.

As the sonic boom exploded, the tip of the gun was already at the back of the silver-ranked assassin.

puff.

The spear pierced his chest from behind, its tip protruding from his chest and embedding itself in the cliff face 130 meters away.

The silver-medal assassin was pinned to the cliff face, his limbs still twitching.

Dragon blood flames began to burn from the tip of the spear.

Three seconds later, it stopped moving.

Lin Feng withdrew his gaze and walked towards Meng Qiubai.

Meng Qiubai had already knelt down.

His knees slammed into the gravel, drawing blood, and he slammed his head against the ground frantically.

"My lord, spare me! My lord, spare me! I was just following orders! I didn't issue the bounty! I was just a messenger!"

Lin Feng squatted down in front of him.

Who posted the bounty?

Meng Qiubai's head throbbed even faster.

"The Gu family of the South! The Gu family patriarch, Gu Yan, has joined forces with the Bai family of the capital! The Bai family patriarch, Bai Yong, personally issued the assassination order! A bounty of 10 billion! It's been listed on the black market for three days! Tianxing Pavilion has accepted the order, and Baihe Sect is responsible for providing the venue and the necessary formations!"

Lin Feng raised his right foot.

He stepped on Meng Qiubai's head.

Blood and qi flow into the feet.

Meng Qiubai's head was embedded in the gravel ground, the sound of bones cracking muffled.

Lin Feng stood up and dusted off his hands.

Reaching the cliff face, he pulled the Dragon Blood Crimson Gold Spear from the silver-ranked assassin's corpse.

The tip of the spear was still burning.

He shook the blood off the gun barrel and slung it over his shoulder.

He used his mental power to search the sky above.

The Thunder Abyss Vulture circled overhead.

Lin Feng gave it a command.

"come over."

While waiting for the vulture, he took out his phone.

I replied to Zhang Qian.

"Which southern city is the Gu family from? Where in Beijing is the Bai family from?"

Zhang Qian replied quickly.

"The Gu family is in Nanhai City, and the Bai family is in the capital's North Third Ring Road. Lieutenant Lin, you wouldn't be thinking of...?"

Lin Feng didn't reply to him.

He dialed another number.

Gongsun Yuan accepted it.

"Alliance Leader."

"Elder Gongsun, does the alliance have a map showing the distribution of power in South Sea City?"

There was a two-second pause on the other end of the phone.

"Yes. Alliance Leader, what do you want?"

Lin Feng, carrying a gun, looked up at the sky.

He flipped over and leaped onto the vulture's back, patting its neck.

"Exterminate the entire family."