"It's highly likely this is the place!"
Chu Feng circled the building a few more times. Aside from the sparse number of people inside, he made another discovery. When his feet touched the ground, the extremely covert energy fluctuations beneath him did not escape his perception. It seemed as if something completely concealed the area underneath the building. Had his perception not greatly improved, he might have truly overlooked it.
Still, he didn't know if the people inside the building were connected to the Yulei Sect. After all, he wasn't one to kill indiscriminately...
In the surveillance room on the third floor of the building, a huge screen covered an entire wall. The dense array of surveillance footage completely encompassed the building's vicinity; at a cursory glance, not a single blind spot could be found. At that moment, several figures watched Chu Feng's image on the screen, all furrowing their brows. His style of dress, completely out of sync with the local style, instantly put them on alert.
"How long has this person been here?"
"About ten minutes. He even circled the building twice."
"Circled twice?" The questioning voice suddenly rose in pitch. "Go, take your weapons, and drive this guy away!"
"Yes!"
After another glance at the figure on the screen and checking the pistols at their waists, the men left, feeling somewhat tense.
Outside the building, Chu Feng sensed several aggressive figures rapidly approaching from inside. He remained calm, standing his ground and waiting for their arrival.
"Sir, visitors are not welcome here. Please leave immediately!"
The leader was polite enough, at least not immediately resorting to shouting. However, the men in security attire behind him were not as friendly. Their palms subtly neared their waists; from Chu Feng's perspective, he could even see the corner of a pistol. Their eyes were fixed on Chu Feng's every move, as if they were ready to draw their weapons and shoot at any moment.
"You seem a bit nervous!" Chu Feng remarked.
The leader's expression darkened when the man before him ignored his words, instead calmly pointing out their current state. After covertly signaling his subordinates, his tone grew colder. "Sir, it would be in your best interest to comply with our commands. This is not a joke!"
As if on cue, the security personnel behind him all reached for their pistols.
A slight smile touched Chu Feng's lips as he observed the hostile men.
"Yulei Sect?" he asked softly.
Though spoken softly, his words struck the men opposite him like thunder. The security guards, without waiting for their leader's command, immediately raised their pistols, aiming at Chu Feng and prepared to pull the triggers.
Tch—so it is them!
Seeing the drastic change in their expressions, Chu Feng finally confirmed their identities. He didn't wait for them to pull the triggers. With a flip of his palm, a giant Palm Imprint instantly crashed down.
With a BANG!, and the subsequent rising dust, all that remained on the ground were several pools of bloody pulp.
The instant the men died, a shrill alarm suddenly blared from the building before him.
"Damn it, Tolia and his men are dead! Quick, notify the Master below!"
The previously quiet building erupted into chaos. Panicked people rushed about, their hurried footsteps echoing as they searched for places to hide.
"Is it The Holy See attacking us?"
"What do we do? Are there any orders from the Master?"
"Don't panic! Where do you think you're going? Everyone get back here and take up arms! God is watching you!"
"It's not The Holy See! Everyone calm down!"
"..."
Following a few loud shouts, the crowd, which had been a chaotic mess, finally began to calm down.
Meanwhile, Chu Feng had already flown above the building, gazing indifferently at the five-story structure below. True Yuan rapidly circulated within his body, following a unique pathway before transforming into a colossal Palm Imprint. Under Chu Feng's control, it slowly descended towards the building.
A deafening RUMBLE echoed as more than half of the five-story building collapsed in an instant. Dust and debris immediately filled the air, and the flying rubble shattered the windows of adjacent buildings.
After spending several hundred System Points to restore his True Yuan in a secluded space, Chu Feng once again focused his gaze on the smaller remaining part of the building.
Perhaps it was luck, but a few life signatures still remained there.
After another thunderous crash, the five-story building that once stood here had been reduced to a pile of rubble. Amidst countless structural fragments, bricks, and tiles, dozens of loyal Yulei Sect followers lay buried.
It hasn't broken yet? Chu Feng thought, surprised, as he sensed the hidden barrier beneath the ground and raised an eyebrow. He had initially thought that destroying the building would reveal the Yulei Sect's headquarters, hidden for who knew how long. It seemed he had miscalculated.
Just as he was about to forcibly breach the barrier beneath his feet, the ground suddenly began to shake violently, as if something was trying to break free from below. In just a few seconds, several wide cracks appeared on the ground, and the previously invisible barrier revealed its true form. White ripples spread across the ground, and a familiar, distinctive aura emanating from it made Chu Feng's eyes light up.
"Let me give you a hand!" Chu Feng declared.
He looked at the barrier, which was almost at its breaking point, then lifted his foot and slammed it down fiercely.
With a crisp CRACK!, the barrier instantly shattered into countless motes of light that gradually faded into the air.
After the barrier shattered, a piercing voice immediately reached Chu Feng's ears.
"You traitors who have forsaken God, what hollow prayers are you still offering here? Are you hoping that old geezer above will forgive you? Well, let me ask you something: has that old geezer God ever answered your prayers?"
The old man holding a silver coin ignored the Bizarre tirade. Instead, he looked towards the only four figures remaining by his side and nodded slightly.
"Fadika and the others are dead. It's all up to us now!"
"Yes, My Lord!"
The four figures bowed and replied in unison. The silver coins in their hands suddenly burst forth with a dazzling white light. Accompanied by the sound of tearing flesh and skin, all four figures began to transform simultaneously.
Tentacles, scales, Bizarre enormous eyes...
In mere moments, the four figures had become terrifying, grotesque monsters.
"Did you transform like this just to make my meal more enjoyable?" Romiel looked at the monsters before him, tilted his head, and a wide grin stretched his mouth nearly to his ears. "Then I won't hold back!"
His long tongue licked his lips, his eyes fixed on the monsters with ravenous greed.
If I devour them, I should be able to make up for lost time!
"Go! Finish him and retrieve the Holy Relic!" the old man commanded.
Upon hearing the command, the monsters didn't move. Instead, they exchanged glances and then, unexpectedly, rushed towards the ceiling in unison.