Walker Of The Worlds-Chapter 2798 Leaving

From what Ashy reported, the members of the Order were actually quite hesitant to go through with it. Holding the ceremony meant stepping into the open, and none of them were eager to expose themselves. Their confidence in their own invincibility had plummeted after their inability to confront the mysterious ghost—Lin Mu.

Everything was proceeding just as Lin Mu had intended, and he was determined to make full use of it.

The people in the city were too frightened to leave their homes. They only ventured out when absolutely necessary. Routine activities had ground to a halt. Only guards and clergy could be seen outside.

And even then, their numbers were scattered. That made them easier for Lin Mu to deal with individually if needed.

As the moment to initiate their plan approached, Lin Mu stood up.

HUUU

Taking a long, steadying breath, he reviewed the steps in his mind one last time. Then, with a firm tone, he gave the command.

"Daoist Chu… it is time," Lin Mu stated.

"On it," Daoist Chu said, nodding, as he sent out the signal through a spiritual transmission.

"Get ready," Lin Mu told Meng Bai, who had also risen to his feet.

"Amitabha. Time to teach the Order a lesson," Monk Hushu said solemnly, a rare glint of anger flashing in his eyes.

He had endured countless indignities and humiliation—things he could bear without protest. But the injustices committed by the Order, especially against innocents, were things he could not ignore.

The Path of Buddhism did not condone apathy in the face of cruelty.

Even patience had its limits, and sometimes, even the Buddha's staff had to strike down those who brought suffering.

Lin Mu's Immortal Sense surged outward, this time extending beyond the building. As expected, this triggered the detection arrays, but Lin Mu had long since gained control over them. With a flick of his will, he silenced them instantly.

"NOW!" Lin Mu commanded.

Daoist Chu immediately tapped a formation disc in his hand.

HUMM

A subtle hum of energy pulsed outward—almost imperceptible—before vanishing entirely.

"Now what?" Meng Bai asked, glancing at the others.

"Now we leave," Lin Mu said, moving to open the door.

CREAK

The old door creaked loudly on its hinges as Lin Mu stepped out into the corridor.

The others followed in silence—Daoist Chu, Meng Bai, Monk Hushu, and the rest of the travelers who had been staying in the lodge. One by one, doors opened, revealing cultivators who had waited patiently for this moment.

They stepped into the hall, their gazes turning toward Lin Mu.

"Damn… he's our leader?"

"He's stronger than I thought."

Even those who had briefly encountered Lin Mu before now saw him in a new light. Most of them had met him only in passing, and never truly sensed the depth of his power. But now, in the presence of his aura, it was undeniable—he was strong enough to lead them.

Step. Step. Step.

The quiet sound of synchronized footsteps echoed through the hall as the group moved together.

At the front desk, the Deacon stirred, lifting his head from a scroll of holy scriptures. He had been so absorbed in his reading that he hadn't noticed the doors opening or the corridor filling with people.

"Huh?" he muttered in confusion, then looked up fully.

Shock washed over his face as he saw everyone outside their rooms.

His expression twisted into fury.

"What are you all doing?!" he bellowed. "Didn't I tell you heretics not to leave your rooms until it was your scheduled time for departure?!"

There had been no departures from the lodge for several weeks, not since the Order had halted all movement. But the travelers hadn't been informed.