Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain

Bai Zhonglou showed a worried expression, still wanting to dissuade him.

However, Lin Dong said, "Don't worry, Uncle Bai. Even if it's a Second Heavenly Realm Martial Artist, they might not necessarily be able to handle me."

Bai Zhonglou exclaimed in shock, "Could it be that the Young Master has also broken through to the Heavenly Realm Martial Artist?"

He couldn't see through Lin Dong's cultivation level at all, so he naturally didn't know the extent of Lin Dong's strength.

But he knew that the Young Master was not someone who liked to boast. Since he said he was confident in facing a Second Heavenly Realm Martial Artist, he certainly wouldn't lie.

So the first thing he guessed was whether the Young Master had already reached the Heavenly Realm Martial Artist?

If the Young Master had indeed broken through to the Heavenly Realm Martial Artist, then with some trump cards, he might actually be able to defeat that Kunlun Heavenly Realm Martial Artist.

To seek revenge on the Lin Family from the Capital City.

Lin Dong shook his head at his question and said, "Though I haven't broken through to the Heavenly Realm Martial Artist yet, I am still confident in combating a Second Heavenly Realm Martial Artist!"

Bai Zhonglou wanted to ask more questions, but at this moment, Lin Dong said to him:

"Uncle Bai, another Earth Realm martial artist has arrived."

Bai Zhonglou obviously couldn't detect the opponent, so he closed his mouth and didn't speak for the moment.

At this time, a figure shot over from a distance.

It was a Westerner with golden hair, his physique remarkably burly, like a lion.

His strength was only that of a Fifth-Stage Grandmaster!

He was precisely a member of the Temple of the God of Murder who had accepted Lin Tiance's "bounty task."

After he arrived here, he naturally also saw Bai Zhonglou and Lin Dong.

He saw through Bai Zhonglou's strength at a glance, just a Peak Stage Master.

With the strength of a Peak Stage Master like him, he could kill with a slap!

As for Lin Dong, the strength Lin Dong now displayed was only that of a First Stage Grandmaster. So he mistakenly thought Lin Dong was just a First Stage Grandmaster martial artist.

"This bounty task is just too simple. Capturing a woman from a Peak Stage Master and a First Stage Grandmaster is as simple as eating or sleeping."

In his opinion, this bounty task was not challenging at all.

Thinking of completing this bounty task and obtaining a "Deadwood Dan," he was elated.

Lin Dong looked at him and asked indifferently, "Westerner? From which powerful force?"

This Western martial artist from the Temple of the God of Murder, codenamed "Netherworld Messenger Thirteen," belonged to an emissary of a high-level Temple of the God of Murder.

The high-level member of the Temple of the God of Murder, codenamed "Nether," was one of the top figures in the entire Temple of the God of Murder and had many emissaries under his command. This person ranked thirteenth.

At this moment, he did not reply but said, "Do I need to report to someone like you, a mere First Stage Grandmaster martial artist?"

"You are not worthy enough to know my code name, nor qualified to know the powerful forces behind me."

"Is that so?" Lin Dong sneered and then directly used the "Wuji Sacred Domain."

This Netherworld Messenger Thirteen was instantly trapped in Lin Dong's "Wuji Sacred Domain."

He appeared very horrified, "What is this skill, an illusion technique?"

He hurriedly tried to mobilize his Inner Qi to break the "illusionary realm" in front of him.

However, he found that he couldn't break it at all.

Moreover, he discovered in terror that a terrifying force was pressing down on him, making him unable to move at all.

Lin Dong's figure reappeared in front of him.

Facing Lin Dong at this moment was like facing a god, not even raising a single thought of resistance.

More terrifying than facing his master "Nether"!

"You... you are not just any First Stage Grandmaster. Who exactly are you? Your strength is simply like the God Residence!"

The Western martial artists believed that once they reached the level of Heavenly Realm Martial Artist, they referred to themselves as "God Residence."

Now, in the eyes of this Netherworld Messenger Thirteen, Lin Dong at this moment felt like the pressure brought by a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist.

Lin Dong, facing his question, solemnly said, "You are not qualified to know who I am!"

He had used this phrase to rebuff Lin Dong earlier, and now Lin Dong returned it to him.

"Now, can you tell me? What is the powerful force behind you?" Lin Dong authoritatively addressed.

In the Wuji Sacred Domain, he was the "god" of this space, able to control everything within, bringing a deterrent akin to Heavenly Might with every move.

More terrifying than facing a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist!

Under this divine-like pressure and deterrence, the prestigious Fifth-Stage Grandmaster, Netherworld Messenger Thirteen, was already scared out of his wits.

He quickly replied, "Re...replying to my lord, I am an assassin of the Temple of the God of Murder!"

"Temple of the God of Murder?" Lin Dong, who was not as ignorant of the World Martial Arts Community as before, now had some understanding of the Temple of the God of Murder.

One of the world's top three assassin organizations, rumored to also have the existence of a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist stationed there.

"So, you came for a task? What task did you receive?" Lin Dong continued his questioning.

This Netherworld Messenger Thirteen divulged the task he had accepted.

After listening to him, Lin Dong was sure that the task was definitely issued by Lin Tiance.

Having obtained the information he wanted, Lin Dong solemnly said, "How do you want to die?"

Buzz!!!

Upon hearing these words, the face of Netherworld Messenger Thirteen changed drastically, urgently begging for mercy, "My lord, spare my life, spare my life, ah!"

He originally wanted to kneel and beg for mercy.

Unfortunately, in this Wuji Sacred Domain, he couldn't even kneel, let alone move.

"Weren't you very arrogant before?" Lin Dong stated coldly.

Netherworld Messenger Thirteen quickly spoke, "My lord, I just took a task I shouldn't have taken. The offense doesn't warrant death..."

Lin Dong shook his head, "Assassins are actually afraid of death?"

"Who isn't afraid of death? Even our Western God Residence fears death! Being afraid of death depends on who the person faces. If I'm facing someone weaker than me, then why would I fear death? Even if I face someone on equal footing, I wouldn't fear death and would risk my life."

"But facing an existence like you, akin to a god, how could I not fear death?"

"Just as a common person encounters a ghost god. Even a very bold individual would feel fear, would be afraid..." he said.

Lin Dong nodded, "What you said makes sense, but you still have to die."

"Since you took this task, then you must be prepared to be killed by others!"

After saying these words, Lin Dong made a move.

"Ah... you can't kill me, my master is Lord Nether, the second most important figure in the Temple of the God of Murder, he is a god... ah..."

However, before he finished speaking, Lin Dong's large hand had already struck him, and instantly, his body turned into a blood mist.

The difference in strength was too significant, and besides, in Lin Dong's Wuji Sacred Domain, he had no power to resist.

Lin Dong killing him was even easier than squashing an ant.

After slaughtering him, Lin Dong retracted the Wuji Sacred Domain.

In the outer world, Bai Zhonglou only saw the opponent's body stiffen for a moment, then directly explode, turning into blood mist.

"This... this is too terrifying, right? How did the Young Master do it? In an instant, killed a Fifth-Stage Grandmaster martial artist?" Bai Zhonglou was extremely shocked.

Although he knew the opponent was definitely not a match for the Young Master.

But to kill the opponent in such an invisible and intangible manner, turning them into a blood mist, that method was truly appalling.

A Heavenly Realm Martial Artist couldn't necessarily do that, right?

What exactly is the Young Master's strength?