Tycoon War God-Chapter 688: Qin Chuan, Come and Meet Your Death!

Chapter 688: Chapter 688: Qin Chuan, Come and Meet Your Death!

"Pah!"

As Lin Mu finished speaking, a man leaped out, pointed at him, and began to curse loudly. "Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you speak to the Han Family’s Grandmaster like that!"

This was Han Tao, the very person who had been in constant contact with the Qin Family. Seeing Lin Mu humiliate Han Xian, he couldn’t help but jump out in indignation.

"Noisy!"

Lin Mu reached out and made a sharp grabbing motion toward Han Tao, whose body flew toward him uncontrollably.

"You..."

Terrified to the point of his soul nearly scattering, Han Tao screamed, "Second Uncle, save me!"

Han Xian’s expression flickered, and he prepared to intervene.

But Lin Mu’s expression remained unchanged. With a slight squeeze of his hand, Han Tao exploded into a bloody mist.

Han Xian’s face drained of color, and everyone else cried out in horror. Such a technique was truly terrifying!

"You brat, you killed a member of my Han Family! Do you not fear death?!" Han Xian roared. Lin Mu had killed one of his own juniors right in front of him. It was a blatant death wish!

"If you wish to die, I can grant your wish!"

As soon as Han Xian spoke, his energy surged, and he threw a punch straight at Lin Mu. The force of the blow was like a violent tempest, enveloping the immediate area. This was the might of a Grandmaster!

"With a pathetic cultivation level like that, you dare to make a fool of yourself in front of me?" Lin Mu sneered, simply extending a finger. "Break!"

BOOM!

With a tremendous roar, the force of Han Xian’s punch shattered. He staggered back several steps, staring at Lin Mu in disbelief.

"You’re also a Grandmaster?" Han Xian’s eyes were wide with shock. "Who on earth are you?"

"You are not worthy of knowing who I am," Lin Mu replied, slowly walking toward him. "But you dared to steal from my disciple. Who gave you the gall?"

As his voice fell, Lin Mu extended a finger and pointed lightly.

CLINK! CLINK! CLINK!

The bell in Han Xian’s hand began to shake violently before flying out of his grasp and into Li Lingqing’s hands.

"Thank you, Master," Li Lingqing said, playfully sticking out her tongue.

"Disciple, stand aside. Your master is about to show you what the true Godslayer Finger is," Lin Mu said with a faint smile. After Li Lingqing had retreated, he extended one hand and pointed gently at Han Xian.

"The first of the twelve forms of Slaying Gods and Demons and Punishing Immortals!"

"Godslayer Finger!"

The moment he finished speaking, an indescribably terrifying power erupted from his fingertip.

In the next instant, a blinding pillar of light shot toward the heavens. It was as if a celestial pillar supporting the sky itself had appeared, radiating a dazzling, piercing glow. Upon this column of light, a clear fingerprint was visible.

For a moment, the very world trembled.

"What is..."

Everyone looked up, their pupils shrinking in utter shock.

It was a finger of unimaginable size!

"Run!"

The hairs on Han Xian’s entire body stood on end. Fighting back the overwhelming terror, he turned and fled. In the blink of an eye, he had covered a hundred meters and appeared atop a nearby mountain.

However, the finger seemed to follow him like a shadow, locked onto his position. No matter how fast he ran, he could not escape it.

"No!" Han Xian shrieked, feeling the weight of the entire world pressing down on him.

The next moment, the finger descended.

BOOM!

An earth-shattering explosion rocked the landscape as the ground shook violently. The mountain where Han Xian had stood was instantly flattened. As for Han Xian himself, he lay on the ground like a corpse, covered in wounds and unable to move.

Lin Mu withdrew his finger. "Disciple, did you see that clearly?" he asked calmly. "When the Godslayer Finger is unleashed, it can shatter mountains and boil seas, punish immortals and slay gods!"

"We saw it clearly, Master!" Li Lingqing and Li Linglong nodded repeatedly, their eyes shining like stars.

Everyone else could only stare dumbly at the leveled mountain, their hearts trembling and a chill running down their spines. A dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster had been utterly powerless before Lin Mu. Just who was this man?

"Master, that man insulted you and Mistress. Let me kill him!" Li Lingqing declared, her eyes flashing with intense killing intent when she saw that Han Xian was still alive.

"Let him keep his wretched life for now," Lin Mu said. "It won’t be too late to kill him when I pay the Han Family a visit."

Simply destroying the Qin Family was not nearly enough to quell the hatred in Lin Mu’s heart. The Qin Family had to be destroyed. The Han Family had to be destroyed.

"Who are you? Who on earth are you?" Han Xian screamed from the ground, his body a canvas of ghastly wounds. "If you’re going to kill me, just do it! Why must you humiliate me like this!"

A grave expression appeared in Qin Chuan’s eyes as he sized up Lin Mu seriously for the first time. "Who exactly are you? There seems to be no one like you in the Martial Arts World!" He was beginning to feel a sense of dread.

"Who am I?" Lin Mu clasped his hands behind his back and fixed Qin Chuan with a murderous gaze. "Haven’t you been looking for me? Your Qin Family has been clamoring to make me, Lin Wudi, your servant. Well, I’m here today. I’d like to see what gives the Qin Family the nerve to say such a thing!"

Lin Wudi? This man was Lin Wudi?

A commotion erupted from the crowd. Lin Mu’s words were far more shocking than him killing a Grandmaster.

"So you are Lin Wudi!" Qin Chuan’s eyes flashed, his shock mingled with a deep sense of gravity. "Right, that explains it! No wonder!"

"The Martial Arts World is rife with rumors that you reached the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm before the age of thirty. You are known for being ruthlessly decisive, with over a dozen Grandmasters having fallen by your hand. I never expected you would dare come to Demon City to die!"

Lin Mu shook his head. "You are mistaken. I came to Demon City for one reason: to annihilate your Qin Family. A mere Qin Chuan like you has never been a concern of mine."

Arrogant! Overbearing! Domineering!

Before, no one would have believed him. But if this was Lin Wudi, the living legend of the Martial Arts World, then everything he said seemed perfectly reasonable.

That’s Lin Wudi for you.

"So this is Lin Wudi! As domineering and unmatched as they say, a true martial arts legend!"

"What an incredible drama we’re witnessing today! The Qin Family and Qin Chuan; the Han Family and Han Xian!"

The crowd was astounded, but their shock was quickly turning into thrilled excitement. Lin Wudi’s reputation was simply that immense.

"Rumor has it that your techniques are divine and that you are unrivaled in this world, Lin Wudi. Seeing you today, it seems those rumors were not exaggerated," Qin Chuan’s demeanor suddenly grew calm as he spoke lightly. "But you are far too arrogant, unaware that there is always a sky beyond the sky, and someone greater than yourself."

"You may not take me seriously, but I see you as nothing more than an ant!"

Qin Chuan’s aura began to surge, climbing to a level leagues beyond Han Xian’s. A fierce wind howled, whipping his clothes about him. Standing between heaven and earth, Qin Chuan looked like a god, so magnificent that others dared not look at him directly.

Winds and clouds gathered across the land for a peerless young master, unmatched in the world. At this moment, that was Qin Chuan.

"Lin Wudi, you’re only considered ’invincible’ because the people you’ve killed were nothing more than Grandmasters!" A chilling killing intent flickered in Qin Chuan’s eyes as he spoke with immense pride. "But I broke through the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm and reached the Divine Communion Realm many years ago. How do you plan to kill me now?"

The Divine Communion Realm?

Qin Chuan’s words struck the crowd like a boulder dropped into a calm lake, creating massive waves. This Qin Chuan was actually an expert of the Divine Communion Realm!

Demon City’s Qin Chuan... utterly terrifying!

"The Divine Communion Realm? It’s nothing special," Lin Mu said with a slight shake of his head as an astonishing aura burst forth from him. "I’ve killed people from that realm before."

"Qin Chuan, come and meet your death!"

PS: I can’t... write any more. Let’s resume the great battle tomorrow...