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The wreckage of the three psionic cannons was still emitting black smoke.

Lin Feng jumped off the earth dragon's back and patted its neck.

"Stay here and don't come in."

The earth dragon let out two low growls and lay prone outside the valley entrance.

High in the sky, the fierce vulture folded its wings and landed on a protruding rock at the top of the valley wall, looking down from above.

Lin Feng turned around and faced the entrance to the rift valley.

A chill emanated from within, stinging my face as it hit my skin.

The temperature is dropping rapidly.

This level of cold is enough to be fatal for ordinary people.

But Lin Feng is no ordinary person.

His indestructible golden body operated on its own, and a layer of pale golden light membrane appeared on his body surface, keeping out the chill that had seeped into his bones.

He stepped inside.

Footsteps echoed between the narrow rock walls.

The rift valley was getting narrower and narrower, and the rock walls overhead were pressing down lower and lower.

The light quickly dimmed, leaving only occasional glimmers of light seeping through the cracks in the rock face.

That was seepage from the Xuanming Cold Iron ore vein, visibly condensing into a thin layer of ice on the rock wall.

Lin Feng's mental power had already allowed him to see everything clearly ahead.

The six martial saints are located in six different positions within the cave.

A mental blockade array covered the entire cave space.

Qian Weiguo himself was in charge of the key position.

But he still walked in step by step.

They walked very slowly.

Slow as a walk.

He even had the leisure to look down at a strangely shaped piece of ore at his feet, then kick it aside and continue forward.

This composure is more unsettling than any provocation.

-

At the end of the rift valley.

The space inside the cave suddenly opened up.

In the center of the cave, a cold pool lies quietly.

A thin mist swirled around the surface of the pool, emanating an extremely cold aura that sent chills down one's spine.

Dark Nether Cold Iron Water.

Lin Feng stopped at the entrance of the cave.

He looked around.

It's empty.

There was nothing but a cold glint and a pervasive mist.

At least that's how it appears.

"I know you're here."

Lin Feng spoke, his voice not loud, but it carried far in the empty cave.

The cave was deathly silent.

No one responded.

The assassins hidden in the shadows still breathed so faintly that they were almost invisible, their presence blending perfectly with the rocky environment.

They won't reveal themselves just because of a few words from their target.

They were suicide squad members, trained to the most rigorous standards.

They can lie motionless in the same spot for three days and three nights without receiving instructions.

Lin Feng did not wait for their response.

He took another step forward.

We stepped into the cave.

The instant his feet touched the ground.

hum!

A deep hum came from beneath my feet, emanating from the rock walls on all sides!

The spirit patterns embedded throughout the cave were activated simultaneously, and invisible threads intertwined and tightened in the space, weaving a giant net that covered the entire cave.

The mental blockade array has been activated.

A heavy pressure instantly enveloped Lin Feng's entire body.

It acts directly on the spiritual sea.

It was as if a giant hand was pressing down hard on his brain, trying to sever his mental power at its source.

At the same time, the six figures moved.

There were no signs whatsoever.

Six dark figures slid out, moving at incredible speed.

They wore a close-fitting black soft armor engraved with sound-silencing runes, so they moved without making a sound.

The weapons in their hands were all different, but the blades of each weapon gleamed with a dark green light.

Poisoning.

Even if a poisoned weapon of the Martial Saint level only scratches the skin, the toxin will spread throughout the body via the bloodstream within three seconds.

Their only target was Lin Feng's vital points.

Throat, back of the heart, temples.

Every strike was aimed at killing the opponent in one blow.

Deep inside the cave, behind a giant rock.

Qian Weiguo placed his hands on the core node of the formation. The screen in front of him was shattered, but he didn't need it.

The formation itself was his eyes.

He could sense the location and status of every living being within the array's coverage area.

"Soul-Suppressing Formation".

Qian Weiguo murmured the name.

This thing cost him all the merit points he had accumulated in the Secret Order.

Specialist in mental health.

A fifth-rank mentalist will have their mental power directly paralyzed if they are in the formation.

A sixth-rank mentalist in the formation has their mental power suppressed by at least 50%, making it impossible for them to even stably drive a throwing knife.

Seventh rank?

There are no seventh-rank Nen masters in the entire Federation.

Therefore, this formation is a sure-kill.

"No matter how strong you are, once you enter my formation, you'll be nothing more than a fish on a chopping board."

Qian Weiguo pressed his fingers hard on the array nodes, channeling more qi and blood into them, pushing the array's power to its maximum.

Buzz!

The pressure inside the cave suddenly increased.

The air felt thick and sticky.

The speed of the six martial saint assassins was also slightly affected, but since they had taken the antidote pills that came with the formation beforehand, the impact was negligible.

Lin Feng.

In Qian Weiguo's perception, Lin Feng's mental energy fluctuations were rapidly decreasing.

Qian Weiguo's breathing became rapid.

"It works! This formation is effective against him!"

He desperately suppressed his inner elation and continued to increase his output.

"The assassin is already in close combat, and your mental strength is suppressed. How can you possibly fight back?"

-

Inside the cave.

Six weapons arrived simultaneously.

The assassin closest to Lin Feng had already slashed through the air less than three inches in front of his neck with his short knife.

The venom on the blade even left a trail in the air.

The grappling hook behind him was already aimed at his back.

The daggers and chains on his left and right sides blocked all his space to dodge.

A net stretching to the heavens and the earth.

There is no way to retreat.

dying.

In Qian Weiguo's perception, and in the judgment of the six assassins, this young man should already be dead at this moment.

His mental strength was suppressed, and he could not wield the throwing knife. He was surrounded from six sides, with no gaps left.

A certain death trap.

However, Lin Feng made a move.

He took half a step forward.

Half a step.

Just this half step.

His body passed through the deathly encirclement woven from six weapons.

The blade of the short-sword assassin grazed his Adam's apple, missing by less than an inch.

But that tiny inch determines the distance between life and death.

Lin Feng raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and grasped the assassin's wrist.

"Crunch."

The sound of the wrist shattering was exceptionally clear in the cave.

Before the assassin could even scream, Lin Feng had already grabbed his neck with his left hand and twisted his arm.

"Click."

Cervical spine fracture.

The entire process takes less than a second.

The first suicide soldier died.

The remaining five people did not panic.

Their training enabled them to adjust their formation the instant their comrades fell, with the five men quickly spreading out and reforming into a tighter encirclement.

But Lin Feng didn't give them time to reposition themselves.

He picked up the corpse and threw it at the second nearest assassin.

An indestructible golden body.

Lin Feng's bones cracked, and golden light burst from his body.

His speed and power surged to an absurd level at that moment.

The second assassin dodged the flying corpse of his comrade, and the chain lashed out, wrapping around Lin Feng's right arm.

Lin Feng did not dodge.

The moment the chains wrapped around him, he grabbed them with his other hand and yanked them hard.

The second assassin was dragged forward by the immense force.

He reacted extremely quickly, releasing the chain and simultaneously stabbing Lin Feng in the abdomen with the dagger in his left hand.

The dagger pierced the abdomen covered by golden light.

It went in about one millimeter.

Then, the tip of the blade broke.

Lin Feng's knee struck the assassin's chest.

His sternum collapsed, his body flew three meters, crashed into the rock wall, slid down, and never moved again.

The second one died.

Behind the boulder.

Qian Weiguo's hands began to tremble.

His senses clearly told him that Lin Feng's mental power was indeed being suppressed.

Fifth rank or even lower.

The formation has not failed.

but.

"Physical skills?"

His voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"How could a psychic cultivator be so physically powerful?!"

No one could answer him.

Another muffled sound came from inside the cave.

The third assassin's head was slammed into the stone wall by Lin Feng's palm.

The fourth one attempted a sneak attack from behind, tearing Lin Feng's clothes on the back with a grappling hook, but only leaving a white mark on his golden skin.

The next second, Lin Feng bent his entire arm backwards at an angle that should never occur in the human body.

The screams echoed for less than half a second.

Because Lin Feng's palm was already pressed on his crown.

Hard.

the fourth.

died.

The remaining two assassins finally began to waver.

No, to be precise, it was fear.

They were suicide squad members, unafraid of death.

But they feared a meaningless death.

The physical strength of this young man in front of me completely exceeded all the descriptions in the intelligence.

After his mental power was suppressed by the mental sealing array, he did not become weaker.

Instead, it was like a wild beast that had been unleashed.

The fifth assassin gritted his teeth and pulled out his last trump card from his waist.

A black iron ball the size of a fist.

Spirit bomb.

Detonate at close range, resulting in mutual destruction.

He grabbed the safety bolt and lunged at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng turned to the side.

His right hand precisely gripped the spirit bomb, his five fingers closing in.

The Spirit Bomb trembled violently twice in the golden palm.

Then, it was crushed.

The energy that had not yet been detonated inside gradually dissipated under the suppression of the golden light.

The fifth assassin froze on the spot.

Lin Feng's other hand was already patting his chest.

boom.

The person was sent flying.

When it landed, it was already lifeless.

The last assassin turned and ran.

They weren't running towards the cave exit, but towards Qian Weiguo's direction.

He was asking for help.

But he only ran three steps.

A hand reached out from behind and gripped the back of his neck.

Lin Feng's voice came from behind him.

It's very light.

It's very flat.

"Is your minister in the back?"

The assassin did not answer.

His neck had been broken.

Six martial arts assassins.

From the first one to fall to the last one to stop breathing.

The whole process should take no more than three minutes.

The cave became quiet.

All that remained was the sound of the mist churning above the cold pool and Qian Weiguo's increasingly heavy breathing.

Lin Feng released his grip, letting the last corpse fall to the ground.

He looked up and gazed toward the giant rock deep within the cave.

His mental power was suppressed, and his perception range was greatly reduced.

But he doesn't need mental energy to find Qian Weiguo.

That direction has the node with the most concentrated energy fluctuations from the array.

Behind that node, someone was trembling.

Lin Feng took a step and walked towards the boulder.

Footsteps echoed through the cave.

a bit.

a bit.

a bit.

Every step felt like stepping on Qian Weiguo's heart.

A loud shout came from behind the boulder.

"Turn up the power! Turn it to maximum!"

hum!

The pressure on the formation surged again.

Lin Feng paused for a moment.

Then, continue walking forward.

Qian Weiguo's voice had changed.

"Impossible... You've been suppressed to below the fifth rank..."

Raymond Lam did not respond.

He walked up to the boulder and stopped.

One punch.

Boom!

The boulder, weighing at least tens of tons, split in two and collapsed with a crash.

Amidst the rubble and dust, Qian Weiguo's figure was revealed.

His hands were still pressed on the array nodes, and the expression on his face was extremely distorted.

Lin Feng stood on the rubble, looking down at him.

"Minister Qian."

"Your formation can indeed suppress my mental power."

"But you seem to have forgotten something."

Qian Weiguo stared at him, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.

Lin Feng bent down slightly and moved closer.

"I can use more than just mental power."