Chapter 584 -584: The Huge Palm Imprint
“Haha, you bunch of trash also want to kill me? That’s hilarious!” Lin Yi burst into laughter.
“Kill!”
“Kill him!”
The group of men in black roared in unison, then charged toward Lin Yi, each unleashing every trick up their sleeves, displaying their formidable strength.
“A bunch of trash!”
Lin Yi snorted coldly, swinging his palm across the air, unleashing a vast surge of Spiritual Power from his hand that transformed into a giant palm imprint, bearing down on these people.
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Bang bang bang!
The power of this palm was no small feat, instantly smashing these people into a mushy paste, their blood spattering on the ground.
“How is this possible, how is this possible!”
The remaining guards saw Lin Yi killing these Innate experts and were petrified, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
“Now, it’s your turn!”
Lin Yi scanned the crowd with his gaze, and his figure suddenly vanished from the spot.
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The next second, Lin Yi’s speed abruptly increased, instantly appearing beside these people, slapping out a palm and turning them all into a mash of flesh, a pile of rotten meat.
“You trash, is this all you’ve got? Utterly pathetic. If I come before you, I guarantee you’ll all turn into a pile of sludge!”
Lin Yi sneered disdainfully and then darted forward in a sprint.
Seeing Lin Yi’s vicious methods, the group turned deathly pale with fright, and they all used their Secret Techniques to flee, terrified that Lin Yi would chase after them.
Finding this quite amusing, Lin Yi relentlessly pursued the group of guards.
He was now a Martial Artist of the Innate Realm, while these guards were merely at the Early Stage of Innate Realm; killing them was a piece of cake for him.
“Damn it, how much strength does Lin Yi have?”
“Could he be at the level of a Houtian Ninefold Warrior?”
“Impossible, even a Houtian Ninefold Warrior wouldn’t be this formidable. Could his cultivation speed be faster than Houtian Martial Artists?”
“No matter how fast his cultivation speed, he’s still just an Innate Martial Artist, and his strength is at most around the fifth or sixth Level of Houtian. We are over thirty people here, enough to take him down!”
“Right, even if Lin Yi is stronger than us, we have strength in numbers, he can only surrender!”
“Exactly, we’ll strike together, kill him, and snatch his Storage Ring!”
The people discussed noisily, exuding an air of assured victory.
“Thinking of killing me? Delusional!”
Lin Yi snorted coldly.
The very next moment, a terrifying aura burst forth from inside him, a raging wave of energy surged out like a vortex, enveloping the entire space in an instant, drawing in every attack.
“What!”
All were stunned, dumbfounded by the sheer strength of Lin Yi, who could swallow even their combined attacks.
“You, you’re an Innate Martial Artist? How can you be an Innate Martial Artist!”
A man in black trembled, his face full of fear, unable to comprehend how Lin Yi could possibly be an Innate Martial Artist!
An Innate Martial Artist was, in their eyes, a high and mighty existence, far removed from the mortal world, never to appear amidst the common dust of the earth!
“You all deserve to die!”
Lin Yi bellowed furiously, his figure shifting, and in an instant, he was in front of the man in black, his hand striking out toward him.
Slap!
A crisp slap sounded, and the man in black was sent flying, crashing into a building and demolishing the entire structure.
“You, you dare to hit me?”
“I’m going to kill you!”
“I’m going to kill you!”
These black-clad assailants roared angrily as they charged towards Lin Yi, their eyes filled with hatred.
Lin Yi ignored the black-clad assailants, his toes tapped the ground, and his figure swept forward, appearing instantly in front of one.
Smack!
Lin Yi swung another slap, sending the assailant flying away.
This black-clad assailant flew seven or eight meters before crashing to the ground, spitting blood and dying on the spot.
“Ah!”
Another black-clad assailant, upon seeing this, couldn’t help but scream, his legs went soft with fear, and he didn’t dare make another move.
Lin Yi didn’t spare them a glance, heading straight for the next person, and with a slap, killed him as well.
His actions utterly intimidated these men, causing the group of black-clad assailants to dare not attack any longer; their faces turned pale, their eyes filled with an intense fear, not daring to make another move, only praying in their hearts, “Please don’t kill me, please, I want to live!”
Lin Yi paid no heed to their pleas, continuing forward, slaying each guard with a slap, and in the blink of an eye, the ground was littered with corpses, the grass soaked red with blood.
“You all deserve to die!”
Lin Yi’s gaze was icy to the extreme, his killing intent towering, inspiring dread in those who saw it, as if a god of slaughter had descended upon them.
When the black-clad assailants heard Lin Yi say this, they grew even more afraid, never having expected Lin Yi to actually kill them; they shivered all over, their faces showing despair.
“What do we do, what do we do? What should we do now?”
“Don’t kill me, I am willing to surrender to you, please spare me, I beg you, spare me!”
“I beg you, please don’t kill me!”
All these black-clad assailants knelt on the ground, wailing continuously, terrified by Lin Yi’s ruthless methods; where was their earlier arrogance and domineering behavior now?
“You think of surrendering to me now? Too late, you must die!”
Lin Yi roared, his arm swinging, and a streak of sword light sliced down towards the group of black-clad assailants like lightning.
Splash!
Blood splattered everywhere as Lin Yi slaughtered the entire group, leaving no survivors, not a single one!
“Lin Yi, you are too domineering, actually killing them all!”
“They were masters of the Innate Realm, even our Sect Elders would treat them with great respect, and you, a junior, dare to kill them!”
An elder stood up, his face immensely dark, his tone filled with rage.
In their Sect, there were several older Innate Martial Artists whose strength was not weak, ranking around one hundred in the Innate Sect, equivalent to Sect Masters and Elders in status, but now, they were killed by a mere youth.
For the Sect, this was a great humiliation!
“Who the hell are you to speak to me like that, believe it or not, I will kill you right now!”
Lin Yi glanced at the elder and spoke indifferently.
“I admit you are very strong, but our Sect has two Innate Martial Artists as guardians, do you dare kill me?”
The elder looked confident.
“Heh, since that’s the case, then I will kill you!”
Lin Yi sneered, his eyes flashing with a cold light, his killing intent chilling.
“You, you actually dare to kill me?” The elder suddenly panicked, turned white as a sheet, and immediately turned to run, not daring to confront Lin Yi.