Chapter 617: I'll send you down on behalf of the King of Hell!

Late night.

At this moment, inside the abandoned shipyard on the city outskirts, everything was in disarray.

The rust-spotted gantry crane… stood tall in the night.

The dilapidated factory walls were riddled with cracks, and the ground was littered with scrap steel and wood shavings.

Lei Xiaotian stood at the factory entrance, his brows furrowed.

Lei Xiaotian loudly urged the few remaining subordinates: "Move quickly! Pack the compressed rations and water, double-check the satellite phone for the smuggling boat's location—we must leave the port before 3 a. m."

His subordinates dared not delay, racing against time to pack the supplies.

The clanging of metal containers echoed sharply in the empty yard; inside were many gold ornaments looted from jewelry stores by the Thunder Tiger Sect.

Just then… a piercing tire roar suddenly came from afar!

"What sound?!" Lei Xiaotian's face changed drastically as he snapped his head toward the door.

All that could be seen… a white Tesla sedan smashed straight through the already rotten iron gate!

"Boom…!" The shipyard's iron gate was twisted and deformed by the impact, then collapsed with a crash!

The car rolled over the scattered debris, speeding toward the main workshop, its wheels kicking up gravel and dust.

His subordinates, frightened, stopped what they were doing and instinctively stepped back.

The Tesla came to a steady stop a few meters away from the crowd.

Lin Yuan pushed open the car door and stepped out onto the cold ground.

The night wind lifted his coat, and an icy aura emanated from his whole body.

Lin Yuan lifted his gaze, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold arc: "Lei Xiaotian, did I ever tell you to leave?"

Lei Xiaotian stiffened, staring at Lin Yuan before him, his pupils constricting.

The color drained from Lei Xiaotian's face in an instant.

He never imagined that Lin Yuan could actually find this place.

Lei Chen Zhou also recovered from his shock.

Lei Chen Zhou's pent-up hatred surged, and he lashed out at Lin Yuan: "Lin Yuan! You fucking asked for death! How dare you barge in alone—you're practically walking into a trap! We've been worried we couldn't catch you to settle the score!"

"Seize him! Grab him! Take this brat along; once we're out of the country we'll torture him slowly!" Lei Xiaotian shouted, raising his hand angrily.

Before his words even fell, dozens of elite ancient martial artists in tight uniforms, their aura fierce, immediately moved to surround Lin Yuan from all sides!

Dozens of ancient martial artists joined forces to besiege Lin Yuan!

Lin Yuan had been prepared; facing the swarming assault, his expression remained unchanged.

Lin Yuan flicked his fingers, and dozens of silver needles flashing with cold light appeared in his palm!

The next second! Lin Yuan's wrist strength exploded!

The silver needles shot out like a torrential rain… toward the crowd!

Each silver needle… was terrifyingly accurate!

"Puk-puk-puk!!" The martial artists charging forward were hit one after another by the needles.

Lin Yuan's silver needles all struck the martial artists' vital gates…

The Shan Zhong point at the heart meridian, the Qi Hai point at the dantian…

Those struck didn't even have time to cry out before collapsing stiffly…

They lost breath instantly, with no room to struggle.

Some extremely swift martial artists… managed to dodge the needles by relying on their agility and lightness skills.

Those martial artists had already closed in on Lin Yuan!

They drew daggers, flashing with bone-chilling light, and slashed left and right at Lin Yuan's neck and abdomen!

Lin Yuan shifted his stance and turned, nimbly evading the attack.

Lin Yuan seized the moment, clenching his fist; his arm muscles bulged as tremendous force gathered at his fist's tip.

He aimed at the left martial artist's chest… and unleashed a fierce punch!

"Thud!" A deep, muffled boom!

Lin Yuan's fist actually punched straight through the opponent's chest!

Blood mixed with bits of internal organs… spurted from the opponent's chest!

The blood stained Lin Yuan's collar.

Lin Yuan's fist exited from behind the opponent's body!

The power of that punch! It shocked everyone present!

One punch, blasting through a person's chest?!

Damn! Is he even human?!!

At this moment, Lin Yuan, empowered by the Yanluo Pagoda, had his potential burst to the utmost!

Thus his strength was at its peak!

The martial artist on the right, seeing this, was greatly startled and swung his blade to stab again…

Lin Yuan retaliated with a backward elbow strike, slamming hard into the opponent's temple.

The crisp crack of the opponent's skull shattering was clearly audible; his skull was directly pulverized by blow after blow!

Blood flowed from his seven apertures, and he collapsed dead on the spot.

The other martial artists around rushed forward, but each was taken down by Lin Yuan—one punch, one needle—successively slain and driven back!

In the blink of an eye, dozens of elite ancient martial artists… were completely slaughtered by Lin Yuan.

Only a few remnants remained, retreating in fear, unwilling to face Lin Yuan head-on again.

The factory grounds… were littered with corpses and pools of blood.

The strong smell of blood mixed with the odor of iron rust spread out.

Lin Yuan stood amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, his robes stained with blood yet his posture upright, his eyes cold and fierce like an Asura slaughter god.

Lin Yuan's surroundings... the surging killing intent was extremely intimidating, even the blood droplets falling from his robe's edge exuded a bone-chilling cold.

Watching so many of his subordinates being killed one after another... Lei Xiaotian's eyes turned red with rage, he jumped about like thunder!

Lei Xiaotian's eyes surged with heaven-shaking killing intent: "Lin Yuan! Do you dare kill my Thunder Tiger Gate's people?!"

Lei Xiaotian roared in anger, his figure flashed violently, and he rushed to attack Lin Yuan with a boom!

Before his words even fell, Lei Xiaotian's figure flickered... and he leapt several meters~!

This shows just how fast Lei Xiaotian's movement speed is!

Lei Xiaotian's right fist... wrapped in terrifying power, he threw a punch!

This is precisely the Thunder Tiger Gate's supreme secret art... the Thunderclap Overlord Fist!

This fist technique's power far surpasses that of his son... Lei Chen Zhou's "Thunder Tiger Fist".

Lei Xiaotian's fist wind howled, directly aiming at Lin Yuan's face.

Lin Yuan's eyes narrowed, he sidestepped swiftly to evade.

"Boom...!" Lei Xiaotian's punch missed, smashing heavily into the concrete load-bearing pillar beside him!

The solid stone pillar, half a meter in diameter, instantly shattered into pieces, stone fragments scattering everywhere, smoke and dust filling the air!

The entire factory trembled slightly.

The scattered stones hit the ground, emitting a dense crackling sound!

This... shows just how terrifying the power contained in Lei Xiaotian's punch is.

Before the smoke and dust had cleared, Lei Xiaotian withdrew his fist and attacked again!

His double fists... came like a violent storm toward Lin Yuan, each punch wrapped in terrifying power!

The surrounding air... emitted a roaring sound.

Because the fist speed was too fast, each punch produced a trembling sound from air friction.

Lei Xiaotian's fierce offensive... almost sealed off all of Lin Yuan's dodging space.

Lin Yuan's footwork was agile and shifting, his gaze locked firmly on Lei Xiaotian's fist trajectory.

Seeing that his prolonged attack failed to break through, Lei Xiaotian's killing intent grew even stronger.

Lei Xiaotian suddenly bellowed, and his fist path abruptly changed!

Lei Xiaotian pushed off the ground with his feet, his figure shot forward like an arrow released from a bow!

His fists attacked even more frenziedly, in an instant driving Lin Yuan into a corner of the factory.

At this moment, behind Lin Yuan was a mottled, cracked wall, leaving no room to dodge at all.

"Die!" Lei Xiaotian's eyes nearly burst, his right fist gathered all his strength, like a heavy cannon... blasting toward Lin Yuan's chest!

This punch was huge and heavy, as if even the surrounding air had frozen!

Lin Yuan had no way to avoid, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he simply stopped dodging.

Lin Yuan met Lei Xiaotian's fist with his own, throwing a straight punch!

"Boom——!" The two heavy punches collided with a roar!

At the same time, late at night.

Inside the top-floor CEO office of the Divine Phoenix Group, the lights were bright.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window... lay Hangcheng's dazzling night scene.

Qin Bore sat in the office, busy handling affairs, signing various financial bond contracts.

Just then, female secretary Lin Yun'er hurried in on high heels.

Lin Yun'er held a tablet, her expression grave as she reported: "Miss, just received news that Lin Yuan went alone to the abandoned shipyard in the suburbs; his target is likely Lei Xiaotian and his father."

Qin Bore was lowering her eyes to flip through documents, a steel pinched between her fingertips; hearing this, her motion abruptly paused.

She lifted her gaze, the icy coldness in her eyes... instantly replaced by surprise.

She said in a low tone: "Oh? This guy Lin Yuan really has guts, daring to go alone to the Thunder Tiger Gate?"

Qin Bore's beautiful eyes said lowly: "You, immediately dispatch the Divine Phoenix Group's elite Security Department, bring weapons... rush to the shipyard to support, be sure to guarantee Lin Yuan's safety, absolutely cannot let him come to harm!"

Lin Yun'er immediately nodded and replied: "Understood, I'll arrange this right away!"

Saying this, Lin Yun'er turned to leave.

However, Lin Yun'er's steps paused, and she couldn't help but turn back to look at Qin Bore.

Lin Yun'er's eyes held a hint of teasing smile: "Miss, you still care about Lin Yuan, don't you?"

Qin Bore raised her brow, glared at Lin Yun'er, and said: "Nonsense, I don't care about my man? Or should I care about outsiders? Cut the nonsense, hurry up and arrange it—if anything goes wrong, you'll be held responsible!"

Qin Bore, struck at the heart of the matter... a faint blush flitted across her ear tip, barely noticeable.

Yet she still maintained her usual cool and elegant demeanor, urging Lin Yun'er.

Lin Yun'er suppressed her smile, dared not say more, and hastily bowed and retreated...

Lin Yun'er hurried to allocate personnel, fearing to delay the rescue timing.

The office fell silent again, but Qin Bore no longer had the mind to continue reading documents.

She rose and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing toward the suburbs, her fingertips unconsciously clenching.

Although aware that Lin Yuan's skills were formidable...

But Lei Xiaotian's gang of Ancient Martial Arts Bandits were also not easy opponents.

Qin Bore previously, in order to save Su Zhiyuan, had clashed with the Thunder Tiger Gate's people...

Lin Yuan going alone ultimately proved perilous.

Qin Bore's eyes flashed a trace of cold ruthlessness as she secretly thought:

If Lin Yuan showed even the slightest slip, she would surely let the Thunder Tiger Sect… be completely wiped from the world.

…

Inside the abandoned shipyard.

Lin Yuan and Lei Xiaotian's fists collided fiercely!

The air, as if frozen at this moment!

But the next second! Lei Xiaotian felt a piercing, heart‑wrenching pain surge from his right fist!

That pain spread along his knuckles to his arm, instantly engulfing his whole body!

Lei Xiaotian's pupils suddenly constricted, the ferocity on his face replaced by pain!

Lei Xiaotian's throat sweetened, and he spat out a big mouthful of blood with a "wah"!

It stained the ground before him red.

The recoil force of Lin Yuan's punch swept over!

Lei Xiaotian could not stabilize his stance at all, his whole body like a broken‑kite… was violently blown away.

Lei Xiaotian's body… traced a sorry arc in the air, flying backward heavily…

He was flung dozens of meters away before crashing with a "bang!" into the dilapidated wall on the far side of the workshop!

That wall, already riddled with cracks, could not withstand this tremendous impact…

The wall instantly collapsed and shattered under the blast.

Rubble and dust flew up everywhere…

Smoke and dust completely buried Lei Xiaotian's figure.

As the smoke and dust gradually cleared, Lei Xiaotian struggled to crawl out from the rubble…

Lei Xiaotian was covered head to toe in dust and blood, a sorry sight.

Just as he propped up his upper body, he couldn't help coughing, mouthfuls of blood pouring out…

Lei Xiaotian instinctively raised his right hand, only to find his entire right arm limp and powerless at his side…

His wrist was twisted and deformed… his whole arm's joints… had already been shattered by that clash, not even his fingertips able to move!

At this moment, only a piercing pain kept coming…

Lei Xiaotian stared blankly at his limp right arm, his eyes filled with shock and horror, the color drained from his face, leaving only disbelief.

Lei Xiaotian staggered back half a step, leaning against the remaining wall to barely stay upright…

His gaze toward Lin Yuan was as if he had seen a ghost…

His own Thunder Tyrant Fist, painstakingly trained for decades…

Tonight, it was actually shattered by a single punch from a young man in his twenties!!

The opponent's strength far exceeded his limits of understanding.

"How… how could this be…" Lei Xiaotian's voice hoarse, filled with disbelief…

"Dad! Are you alright?!" Lei Chen Zhou rushed over anxiously, supporting his father!

Lin Yuan's face icy cold, he stepped step by step toward Lei Xiaotian.

"Lei Xiaotian, you've killed so many, heaven cannot tolerate you; tonight I, on behalf of the King of Hell, will send you down." Lin Yuan said, his figure flashing and vanishing on the spot!

Lei Xiaotian's pupils contracted!

This! What incredible speed!?

This speed was so fast that Lei Xiaotian could only see a blur flash by! His naked eye could not catch Lin Yuan's movement!