"Bang!"
The church's grand doors were kicked open by Mu Jinyu, revealing the dimly lit hall within.
Above, the ceiling was alight with the greenish glow of candle flas.
An atmosphere sinister and eerie pervaded the space.
"Creak."
The door of a small room at the bottom left of the hall opened, emitting a noise, and then an elderly man with a kind face erged, carrying a similarly gloomy green lantern.
He softly uttered a few words, but seeing Mu Jinyu's apparent lack of understanding, he switched to English, Korean, and finally Mandarin.
"Young man, what brings you to the church?"
Mu Jinyu now understood and cracked a smile, replying softly, "Why am I here? To murder soone, of course!"
"My lost lamb, what is it that has brought you to such extre thoughts?"
The old priest, upon hearing Mu Jinyu's words, remained unflustered, still wearing a compassionate expression as if he was ready to guide Mu Jinyu.
If it were not for the strong scent of blood coming from him, Mu Jinyu might have thought he was in the wrong place and that this was not a sub-hall of Fallen Splendor, but a chapel of Brilliant Divine Authority.
With hands clasped behind his back, Mu Jinyu casually strolled further into the hall and softly declared, "I, Mu Jinyu, represent..."
"Dragon King Hall!"
As soon as he finished speaking,
Mu Jinyu suddenly stomped on the ground, his figure soaring into the air, and charged toward the old priest!
The man holding the lantern, upon hearing Mu Jinyu's proclamation, saw his pupils abruptly constrict, but before he could react, Mu Jinyu was already within three ters of him!
Murderous aura ran rampant, fist strength burst forth, and the benches on either side of him instantaneously collapsed with a thunderous crash!
Mu Jinyu's fists ford a seal, and he launched a simple but ferocious punch toward the old priest's head. The terrifying oppressing force engulfed his opponent, causing the old priest's legs to tremble, unable to move and dodge!
In the nick of ti!
"Whoosh!"
A blood-colored dart suddenly broke through the air, shooting straight for Mu Jinyu's neck!
The dark energy contained within it was imnse, and even Mu Jinyu would be significantly hurt if he allowed it to hit him.
Hence, without hesitation, Mu Jinyu imdiately chose to abandon the idea of killing the old priest and dodged to the side, avoiding the attack of the flying dart!
"Boom!"
The blood-colored dart failed to hit Mu Jinyu and instead directly struck the wall behind him, causing it to collapse with a loud roar!
At this mont, the old priest regained his senses, his back drenched in cold sweat, soaking his clothes and feeling a wave of relief.
If no one had saved him just now, he would have likely been dead under Mu Jinyu's fist.
And what did Mu Jinyu just say? Dragon King Hall?!
He imdiately realized that Mu Jinyu was the madman who had trampled upon one of their Fallen Splendor sub-halls in Europe just a few days prior!
He was here for revenge on behalf of the Old Dragon King!
"Hiss!"
The old priest, seeing Mu Jinyu about to attack again, didn't dare to ponder further, channeling all his strength to his back. In an instant, a pair of huge bat wings burst through the back of his clothes and spread out!
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The old priest flapped his wings, swiftly taking off from the ground and hovering in mid-air, looking down upon Mu Jinyu.
His eyes too turned into crimson demon eyes, and a pair of sharp fangs protruded from his mouth.
His face twisted into a vicious and ferocious expression, nothing like his previously benevolent visage!
"Slash!"
He fluttered his wings, extending his deadly talon-like nails and without rcy, thrusting them toward Mu Jinyu's chest!
"Swoosh! Swoosh!"
At that mont, behind Mu Jinyu, several more darts ca hurtling towards him simultaneously!
Without needing to guess, he knew that the accomplice who had just saved the old bat was making another move.
"Ha, futile efforts!"
Upon seeing this, Mu Jinyu chuckled, swiftly avoiding the darts by leaving several afterimages in his place, and then, under the attack of the old bat, he stretched out his hands and straightforwardly snapped off his fingernails––then raised his hand to deliver a crushing slap!
"Smack!"
It sounded like a waterlon had smashed to the ground, bursting apart.
The old bat's head was violently shattered by Mu Jinyu on impact.
The bat wings on his back fluttered a few tis before growing still, carrying the headless corpse of the old bat as it plumted down from the sky.
Mu Jinyu's hands were dripping with fresh blood, not just splattered with large amounts of plasma, but also bits of minced flesh ...
He flicked his hands lightly, as inner strength flowed between his palms, instantly causing the blood and bits of flesh to fall away from his hands, leaving them clean and traceless ...
That was the true power of a devastating slap.
In the morning, when Mu Jinyu fought with the Twenty-Eight Constellations of Dragon King Hall, he had only used a re thirty percent of his strength.
If not for that, it's feared that by the end, only a few of the Twenty-Eight Star Lords of Dragon King Hall would have been left alive.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"
While Mu Jinyu was cleaning his hands, the sound of several darts whizzing through the air ca from behind him.
Mu Jinyu sidestepped to avoid them and then quickly dashed towards the spot from where the continuous attacks had been launched!
"Bang!"
Rows of benches kicked up, flying towards Mu Jinyu, seeking to block his path!
But they were turned into dust by his two fists!
At this mont, Mu Jinyu was no longer naive, timid, or bashful, but cruel, fierce, and unstoppable, like a humanoid ferocious beast!
After shattering the benches with two punches, Mu Jinyu could see the face of the person who had been launching the sneaky attacks against him.
It was a woman in her thirties, dressed in a nun's garb, currently clutching several darts, still aiming to hurl them at Mu Jinyu!
As she saw Mu Jinyu approaching, the nun's pupils began to turn blood-red, and fangs grew from her lips, her body surging with a red, bloody energy.
At a glance, it was as if a sea of blood was boiling!
"Hmph!"
Mu Jinyu snorted coldly, instantly closing in on the nun, raised his hand fiercely downward, holding down the nun's head as if dunking a basketball!
"Bang!"
With one hit, the tumultuous waves were silenced!
The sea of blood that had been boiling instantly beca still.
And the nun, who was originally almost one ter and sixty-seven centiters tall, was squashed by Mu Jinyu's palm to only about one ter and twenty!
"Crack, crack, crack!"
"Crash!!"
The sounds of bones shattering kept ringing out, crackling like firecrackers!
"Ha!"
"Ugh..."
At this mont, from the position of the wall blasted open by the darts, a group of pale-faced people of various ages, both n and won, rushed toward Mu Jinyu, their eyes each blazing red!
They were just ordinary people, lacking the terrifying martial arts support of the old priest and the nun; they were the countless blood servants and followers gathered by the local Fallen Splendor Sub-Hall.
The blood in their veins had long been replaced by the Blood Clan, now filled with cursed blood!
When the old priest found himself in danger, he had called them over.
"Hehe..."
Mu Jinyu looked at the group of half-human, half-demon people from Dongying rushing toward him and let out a cold laugh, casually stepping forward to et them!
"Before lies the boundary ..."
Before long.
Only the last blood slave staggered behind Mu Jinyu, swaying like a drunken vagabond about to topple over.
Mu Jinyu, without even glancing back, strode away from the church.
"Behind , no one survives!"
As his voice fell.
"Bang!"
The last blood servant could no longer endure the injuries and collapsed heavily to the ground!
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