The King of Urban Mercenaries
Chapter 1577 - 1582: Massacre of a Clan (Part 2)
Murong Zhong fled quickly, but Lin Fei was slowly pursuing him from behind. However, Lin Fei’s speed was ultimately faster, so he soon caught up with Murong Zhong.
"Lin Fei, why must you be so ruthless? I don’t recall offending you!" Murong Zhong said, trying to stall for time, as he hadn’t seen his fellow disciples yet.
"Ruthless? It’s your actions that are excessive. As people of the Upper Realm, you come to the Lower Realm and live like overlords, even harming innocent civilians. Is that considered excessive?"
Lin Fei held immense hatred for Murong Zhong and his two accomplices. They were utterly vile, daring to treat the people of the Lower Realm this way, as if they were easy targets.
"Lin Fei, we are not excessive. If you understood how we in the Upper Realm view people from the Lower Realm, you’d know why we act as we do! We’ve done more than enough for those lowly creatures in the Lower Realm." Murong Zhong said. To the Upper Realm, people of the Lower Realm were nothing but humble creatures, not even qualified to speak or act.
"Creatures? So that’s how you people from the Upper Realm refer to us in the Lower Realm?" Lin Fei asked.
"Yes, that’s right! Now you understand why we’re like this, don’t you? In our eyes, the creatures of the Lower Realm aren’t qualified to speak much." Murong Zhong spoke as if merely stating a fact, though it was not a likeable fact.
Moreover, Lin Fei was from the Lower Realm too. Although Murong Zhong spoke the harsh truth, to Lin Fei, it was all nonsense!
"In that case, do you know what you look like in my eyes?" Lin Fei smiled, looking at Murong Zhong.
Murong Zhong’s expression tightened as he looked at Lin Fei, his brows furrowed. He understood Lin Fei’s intent, "Lin Fei, there is no enmity between us, and you’ve already avenged the deaths of my two senior brothers. If I leave now, will you let me go?"
"Do you think that’s possible?" Lin Fei replied.
Suddenly, Murong Zhong was at a loss for words. Yes, Lin Fei would not spare him, otherwise, why would he pursue so far?
"Then what exactly do you want?" Murong Zhong’s brows were tightly knit. Murong Nie hadn’t arrived yet; it was utterly absurd. They had long ordered Murong Nie to return with people, yet he still hadn’t returned!
"What else? Of course, to kill you!" Lin Fei said, then suddenly dashed towards Murong Zhong.
Murong Zhong accelerated his pace, fleeing swiftly.
In the distance, suddenly a group of people flew through the air, extremely fast. From the ground, looking towards the sky, unless one’s eyesight was very high, they couldn’t see it was people flying.
"Hey? Isn’t that senior brother? Senior brother actually came personally to pick us up! Everyone, hurry up!" Among the group, a disciple of Murong Zhong immediately yelled to his companions upon seeing Murong Zhong.
Others also saw Murong Zhong and cried out joyfully, feeling honored that their senior brother had come personally to fetch them.
Only Murong Nie, his brows furrowed deeply, was not easy to fool. He understood these three senior brothers extremely well. Usually, the three were inseparable, yet today only one was out, hinting at many issues. He stopped to look in the direction of his senior brother.
As they got closer, they finally noticed the anomaly. It seemed there was someone behind their senior brother, and it looked like he was fleeing?
Suddenly, everyone was shocked, especially after seeing Lin Fei’s face, leading to an uproar. Lin Fei was the man they had seen in the Abyss!
At this point, Murong Zhong finally arrived before the crowd. He immediately stopped, "All of you, attack! Kill him!"
However, upon hearing Murong Zhong’s command, nobody moved. Not daring to act, they had already experienced Lin Fei’s strength in the Abyss, thus were hesitant to act against him.
"What’s wrong? Are you thinking of defying my order? Murong Nie, you go first!" Murong Zhong roared at Murong Nie.
Murong Nie, steeling himself, charged headlong at Lin Fei.
Lin Fei silently watched Murong Nie. As Murong Nie reached Lin Fei, he abruptly stopped and began retreating.
"Damn it!"
Murong Zhong shouted angrily, striking Murong Nie with a palm. Murong Nie spewed blood instantly, the blood flying towards Lin Fei, who raised a defensive barrier to keep the blood out.
"All of you, attack! Or I’ll kill you! Best if you all attack together; there’s a chance of victory! I’ll join you!" Murong Zhong said.
Other disciples seemed to fall from heaven to Hell. Moments ago assuming their senior was here to pick them up, they couldn’t accept that he was actually here to kill them.
"You people! Stop gawking and attack!" Murong Zhong roared. The disciples exchanged glances, gritted their teeth, then charged towards Lin Fei.
Lin Fei snorted coldly, sending his Moon Blade flying. Like a nimble swallow, it soared through the air, piercing through the chests of the charging Upper Realm disciples.
Towards these people, Lin Fei showed no mercy. All had in some way bullied Lower Realm people or had blood from Lower Realm people on their hands. Therefore, Lin Fei did not hold back, as leaving anyone alive would be a threat to the Lower Realm!
As more of their companions died, their fervor diminished, leading to a halt before looking back, discovering their senior had already fled!
Murong Zhong fled the scene. Lin Fei chuckled coldly, immediately unleashing the sixth style of the Continuous Demon Technique—the Demon Sword Breaks Sky, summoning over a dozen black Demon Swords in the sky.
"Go!"
With Lin Fei’s command, those Demon Swords rushed towards the escaping people, piercing their bodies, directly slaying all those from the Murong Family from the Business World!
He didn’t hold back. He knew if even one escaped, it would be a dire threat to the Lower Realm. Thus, Lin Fei would not leave any menace.
None of these Murong Family members from the Upper Realm had hands free of Lower Realm lives. Who knows how much hatred they carried. Lin Fei’s slaughter was indeed eliminating a menace for the people.
After killing these people, Lin Fei fused the Demon Swords into one, looking at the lush forest below, and pointed a finger. The sword raced into the dense woods, a terrified sound emanated, then abruptly stopped.
Lin Fei turned and left, chasing after Murong Zhong.
Murong Nie was pinned to a large tree by the black Demon Sword, dying with his eyes open, unable to escape after being struck by Murong Zhong’s palm.