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Qian Weiguo's pupils contracted violently.

As he watched Lin Feng slowly walk towards him through the rubble, the last thread in his mind finally snapped.

He prepared three layers of deadly traps, each layer enough to kill a martial saint.

In the end, it was all for naught.

"No!"

Qian Weiguo mechanically shook his head, his hands still pressed firmly on the core node of the formation.

The formation is still in operation.

A buzzing vibration filled the entire cave, and the pressure of the mental lockdown still enveloped the space.

But so what?

This young man just killed six Martial Saints using pure physical skills.

Like squeezing an ant.

Lin Feng's footsteps grew closer.

Each sound exploded in Qian Weiguo's eardrums.

"No, don't come any closer!"

Qian Weiguo finally released the array node and stood up abruptly.

He was the deputy director of the intelligence department, and had been a powerful figure in the military region for most of his life. He had seen all kinds of storms and waves.

But at this moment, he only had one thought left.

run.

You can go anywhere.

He turned his head to look at a fork in the road on the left side deep in the cave, which was the escape route he had prepared in advance, leading to an underground river.

He moved.

His vital energy and blood surged within him, and he transformed into a blur, shooting towards the fork in the road.

high speed.

He was, after all, a martial saint, not someone to be trifled with.

In his all-out escape, his body almost skimmed the ground, covering the ten-meter distance in the blink of an eye.

The fork in the road is right in front of us.

three meters.

Two meters.

one meter.

boom!

Qian Weiguo's entire face slammed solidly into a transparent wall.

The bridge of his nose shattered on the spot.

Fresh blood gushed from his nostrils, smearing his face.

He staggered back two steps, his head buzzing and his vision filled with stars.

Mental barrier.

His formation did indeed suppress Lin Feng's mental power.

He was demoted from the sixth rank to the fifth rank.

However, the mental barrier of a fifth-rank mental master is still an impenetrable wall for a martial saint.

Qian Weiguo, clutching his bleeding nose, hadn't even regained his balance when a gust of wind swept in from behind him.

He turned around abruptly.

Lin Feng was standing less than half a meter behind him.

When did you arrive?

Qian Weiguo didn't even hear the footsteps.

He instinctively threw a punch, channeling his blood and qi into his fist, aiming it at Lin Feng's face.

Lin Feng did not dodge.

He stretched out a hand and caught the punch with nonchalant ease.

Bring your five fingers together.

"Click click click—"

One by one, the bones in Qian Weiguo's fist shattered, the sound exceptionally clear.

"what!"

The screams lasted less than half a second.

Lin Feng's other hand was already on Qian Weiguo's crown.

Clench your five fingers together and hold them against the skull.

Qian Weiguo's blood and qi surged wildly in that instant, trying to break through this external suppression.

But the resistance lasted only a second before it was extinguished.

A surge of spiritual energy directly invaded his meridian system.

All pathways for the circulation of Qi and blood were blocked in an instant.

Qian Weiguo's eyes widened.

He can no longer regulate his Qi and blood.

It can't be adjusted at all.

This feeling is more despairing than having your limbs broken.

The power is still inside my body, but I just can't use it.

"Let's go."

Lin Feng's voice was cold.

His hand moved from the top of Qian Weiguo's head to the back of his neck, his fingers tightened, and he lifted the man up like a chicken.

Qian Weiguo's feet left the ground, and he struggled wildly with his limbs, but without the support of qi and blood, his physical struggles were no different from tickling Lin Feng.

Lin Feng picked him up and turned to walk back.

They walked very slowly.

They walked all the way to the edge of the cold pool and threw Qian Weiguo among the six corpses.

With a thud, Qian Weiguo fell to the ground, hitting the back of his head on a rock and getting a gash.

He struggled to get up, but slipped and fell again the moment he braced himself with his hands on the ground.

Six corpses were surrounding the area.

These were all top-tier assassins he had spent years recruiting from the black market.

Each of them is worth astronomical sums.

Now they were all cold corpses, lying haphazardly beside him.

Qian Weiguo knelt in the pool of blood, his whole body trembling violently.

He looked up at Lin Feng standing in front of him.

The light from the cold pool shone on Lin Feng's face, revealing no superfluous expression on his young face.

It's just peace.

It was eerily calm.

"You...you can't kill me!"

Qian Weiguo's voice was hoarse beyond belief, "I am the deputy director of the Northwest Military Region's intelligence department! If you kill me, it's treason! Even Elder Zhou can't protect you!"

Lin Feng did not respond.

He squatted down.

This action made Qian Weiguo instinctively shrink back, his back pressed against the corpse of a suicide soldier, leaving him unable to retreat any further.

"Speak."

"Who sent you?"

He paused for a moment.

"The Secret Order?"

Three words.

Qian Weiguo's pupils suddenly dilated.

It wasn't because of the fear of being named.

It's because those three words imply that the other party knows everything.

"You..." His lips trembled, "How could you..."

"This formation? The hermitage provided it?"

Lin Feng pointed to the spirit rune nodes at his feet that were still faintly glowing.

"The Soul-Suppressing Array is specifically designed to counter mental cultivators. This kind of thing is not available on the market at all."

Qian Weiguo swallowed hard.

He stopped talking.

My mind was racing.

How much does the other party know?

Does he know everything, or is he bluffing him?

He did these things extremely discreetly, and it was impossible for anyone in the entire military region to find them.

unless......

Unless Old Zhou had been keeping an eye on him all along.

This thought instantly filled Qian Weiguo with despair.

I advise you to think this through.

Lin Feng stood up and looked down at Qian Weiguo, who was kneeling in a pool of blood.

You now have two paths.

"First, you must explain in detail, without missing a single word, all the Hidden Cult's operations, all its covert networks, and all its means of communication within the Northwest Military Region. I can help you secure a 'redeem' award from Elder Zhou."

"Article Two..."

Lin Feng raised his hand and pointed to the six corpses around him.

No further explanation is needed.

Qian Weiguo looked at the corpses lying haphazardly and swallowed hard.

"You...you have no right to interrogate me..."

"Who said I'm interrogating you?"

Lin Feng took out an encrypted communicator from his storage ring and waved it in front of Qian Weiguo.

"I've already signaled to Elder Zhou; the Griffin Special Forces are on their way."

"Once they arrive, you won't be facing just me anymore."

"It's a military court."

Qian Weiguo's body visibly stiffened.

Griffin.

That elite special forces unit directly under the command of the military region's commander-in-chief.

If Zhou Lao made a move against the "Griffin," it means that this matter has escalated to the highest level of military purge.

This is not a private settlement.

It was a public trial.

It means uprooting the entire tree behind him.

The air remained quiet for a long time.

Only the sound of the churning water in the cold pool could be heard.

Qian Weiguo knelt on the ground, his head slowly lowering.

he was thinking.

He thought about the promises of the Secret Order, about the dark web he had been running for over a decade, and about the spies still buried in every corner of the military region.

If he speaks, all of this will be over.

If he doesn't speak...

He glanced at Lin Feng's hand.

Those hands had just crushed a spirit bomb with their bare hands.

"I said."

The sound was very soft.

"Speak louder."

"I'll talk!" Qian Weiguo suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot. "I'll tell you everything! But you have to promise I'll live to see a military court! I want to live!"

Lin Feng looked at him for a while.

"That depends on what you're talking about, whether it's worth the price."

Qian Weiguo licked his chapped lips, his voice trembling.

"I'm not the only member of the Secret Order in the Northwest Military Region."

"Who else?"

Qian Weiguo opened his mouth.

puff.

Before he could finish speaking, a spear flew from the depths of darkness and pierced his temple with pinpoint accuracy.

The blood mist exploded.

Qian Weiguo's body lay slumped in a pool of blood, his eyes still wide open and his mouth still agape.

died.

Lin Feng's pupils constricted, and his body reacted before he could react.

Deep within the cave, a figure emerged from the darkness.