Chapter 545

Dugu Lang's eyes slowly turned a deep, profound blue as he calmly said, "Go bring Zhi Shui here."

"Yes, Master," said the Black Eagle, nodding; his figure flickered and vanished. Dugu Lang leaned back against the chair, closed his eyes, and began to rest.

Meanwhile, Ha Wenlin led Lin Yu, Wang Da Dong, and the others to a school overgrown with weeds. The school sat halfway up a hill on the outskirts, rarely visited by anyone.

Not long after, Ha Wenlin led Lin Yu and the others through classroom after classroom until they reached the front of a staff building.

Ha Wenlin looked at the dilapidated building before them and said to Lin Yu and the others, "This is it. The Master said the Duan Duan Changren are here."

Wang Da Dong stared at the dark, crumbling building, his gaze filled with doubt as he asked Ha Wenlin, "You're not messing with us, are you?"

"I've got a bad feeling about this place," said Hei Long, glancing around; his sixth sense told him something was wrong, but he couldn't say exactly what.

"This place is eerie—there's no sign anyone's ever been here," said Wang Yase, frowning deeply, clearly disturbed by the atmosphere.

"I don't care! I'm saving that person no matter what!" Hei Long made up his mind and charged into the office building first.

"Hei Long, don't be reckless!" Wang Da Dong was startled to see Hei Long running ahead and rushed to stop him.

But Hei Long paid no heed—he kept sprinting forward at full speed.

Wang Yase glanced at Lin Yu, then quickly followed after them.

Guan Yu had been about to follow, but suddenly stopped, his face icy as he stared at Ha Wenlin: "You deliberately brought us here, didn't you?"

"What are you talking about?" Ha Wenlin waved his hand, looking utterly confused.

Lin Yu clapped Guan Yu on the shoulder and said, "Second brother, something's wrong inside—go ahead. I'll keep an eye on him."

Hearing his elder brother's command, Guan Yu said nothing more and walked toward where Wang Yase and the others had gone.

The moment Guan Yu stepped into the courtyard of the teacher's building, he felt something strange.

The entire building was cut off from the outside world, saturated with a thick stench of decay.

"Da Dong, Yase—are you there?" Guan Yu lowered his voice, cautiously scanning the surroundings, but received no answer. He called out again—still no response.

Guan Yu frowned slightly, a sense of dread rising in his chest; he stepped forward cautiously, moving deeper inside. 757

Outside the building.

Lin Yu fixed Ha Wenlin with a calm gaze; his piercing eyes made Ha Wenlin grow increasingly fearful, unable to meet his gaze, instinctively looking away.

Lin Yu narrowed his eyes, a faint, almost imperceptible smile curling at his lips as he asked softly, "It's just us now. Tell me—your boss is Dugu Lang, right?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Ha Wenlin's forehead glistened with beads of sweat; he couldn't understand how Lin Yu knew his Master's name—it was a secret known to no one.

Lin Yu's expression didn't change; he asked again, "Can you look me in the eye?"

Ha Wenlin hesitated for a few seconds, then let out a long breath, mustered his courage, and stared directly into Lin Yu's eyes: "I really don't know anyone named Dugu Lang."

"If that's the case, I'll have to end you." Lin Yu's gaze turned icy; suddenly he reached out and gripped Ha Wenlin's throat with force, a powerful aura exploding instantly as if tearing the very space apart.

【392】 Pighead Fertilizer Plant—who came up with this ridiculous name?

"Crack." Ha Wenlin's face turned crimson as he coughed violently; the sound of snapping bones echoed from his throat.

Ha Wenlin's eyes bulged wide, bloodshot, his breathing labored, his whole body trembling, his eyeballs rolling upward in excruciating agony.

Lin Yu released his grip and kicked Ha Wenlin in the chest, sending him flying several meters.

"Bang!"

Ha Wenlin slammed into the wall beside him and collapsed.

"Puff!"

Blood sprayed from his mouth as Ha Wenlin struggled to his feet, his face twisted in pain, his legs shaking uncontrollably.

Ha Wenlin's face was terrifyingly pale, his lips cracked as if peeling away.

"I'll ask you one more time—where is Dugu Lang? If you don't tell me, you'll die in agony." Lin Yu looked down at Ha Wenlin with no emotion, his gaze never leaving him.

"I…" Ha Wenlin struggled to lift his head, staring at Lin Yu, stammering out two words before lowering it again—those eyes were too terrifying, filled with boundless cold that sent chills down his spine.

"So your Master really is Dugu Lang. Tell me—where is he hiding?" Lin Yu gently pinched Ha Wenlin's chin, forcing him to look up at him.

Ha Wenlin stared into Lin Yu's eyes, his mind reeling, terror at its peak; he trembled and whispered, "I-n… the… Pighead… Fertilizer Plant!"

"Pighead Fertilizer Plant? Who named it like this?" Lin Yu murmured, then stood and walked toward the door, glancing back with mockery on his face: "I'll go take a look~ˇ."

"No… don't go." Ha Wenlin grabbed the wall with both hands, trying to stop Lin Yu, but to no avail. The next moment, he felt a searing heat inside his body, as if he'd been thrown into boiling water.

"No… he must not pass." Ha Wenlin clenched his teeth, struggling desperately to suppress the burning force within—but finally, a surge of power burst forth from deep inside him.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Ha Wenlin collapsed onto the ground, a scorching heat rising from his soles, rapidly engulfing his entire body—he could clearly hear the sound of his own bones snapping.

Finally, a pitch-black force emerged from within him; terrifying black mist erupted from every pore, swiftly covering his whole body.

Pighead Fertilizer Plant.

After obtaining the precise information, Lin Yu walked toward the Pighead Fertilizer Plant—but as soon as he reached the factory gate, he sensed traps set all around, with hidden energy users lurking in the corners.

"Don't hide—I know where you are," Lin Yu said calmly, his tone leaving no room for doubt, as if he didn't regard these opponents at all.

"Whoosh!"

As he spoke, Lin Yu's figure shot forward with blinding speed.

"Shhh~"

Several sharp whistles pierced the air as multiple blades struck simultaneously, their tips gleaming with lethal cold.

"Hmph!" Lin Yu sneered, flicking his hand carelessly; a mass of black energy materialized out of thin air, forming several black chains.

"Ahh…"

"It hurts!"

Amid cries of agony, the energy users collapsed into pools of blood, their corpses gruesome.

"Damn it!" One energy user cursed, then rapidly retreated, trying to flee.

Lin Yu clenched his left fist and brought it down swiftly; a shadowy black fist flashed, radiating invincible might as it crushed the fleeing man.

"Boom."

In a low thud, the black-clad man was struck as if by lightning, his body flung into the air, his chest caved in, blood trickling from his lips, eyes wide open, slowly collapsing to the ground.

Ajie stepped out from the shadows, clapping his hands: "Good, truly excellent—you're Lin Yu, the one who can resolve the Demon Realm's invasion of the Twelve Timelines."

Lin Yu's gaze swept over Ajie and the other three, raising an eyebrow: "Where is Dugu Lang?"

Ajie's expression remained calm, his eyes half-lidded, his voice cold: "The Master naturally isn't here. You cannot meet the Master."

Lin Yu spread his hands: "Since he won't come out, I have no interest in looking for him."

With those words, Lin Yu lunged forward, smashing a punch straight into Ajie's face—the fist wrapped in a layer of black energy, radiating terrifying power.

"Hmph!" Ajie's form flickered, dodging Lin Yu's punch.

Lin Yu's lips curled slightly, a hint of amusement: "You're quick to react."

"Enough talk—your life, Zhao Lizhao!" Ajie leapt from the ground, his palm gathering blinding white light as he struck with blinding speed.

Lin Yu halted his movement, a glint flashing in his eyes, meeting Ajie's attack with a punch of his own.

"Boom…" A heavy sound echoed.

As Lin Yu and Ajie clashed, the other two seized the chance, moving to flank him.

"Whoosh…"

Lin Yu retreated sharply, his right foot slamming into the ground, launching his entire body into the air, his right knee bent like a bow as he kicked forward at the two men.

"Thud!" "Crash!"

A muffled thump, then another crash—one burly man was effortlessly flipped onto the ground, his cheek bearing an unmistakable, crystal-clear shoe print, his face swollen and red.

【393】 I won't tell you—then die!

"Not bad. Since the Demon Realm's invasion, no one in the Golden Timeline has been able to block my techniques. To show I'm not bullying you, you can all attack at once."

"Huff… huff…" The two beside him gasped for breath; that single strike had nearly killed them—if not for their combined effort, they might already have lost consciousness.

Ajie, hearing this, stared solemnly at Lin Yu and roared at the two: "You two—give me all your abilities!"

"Ugh…" No sooner had he spoken than the two ability-users surged their combat indices to their absolute limits, channeling every ounce into Ajie.

【Ajie's Combat Power: 15000… 20000… 23000… 27000… 30000… 50000… 60000】

Seeing this, Lin Yu also raised his own ability power, his aura growing ever stronger, the oppressive pressure radiating from him becoming even more terrifying.

"How? Your combat power is 70,000? That's impossible!" Ajie stared, frozen, unable to believe that Lin Yu, barely twenty-something, could reach 70,000 combat power.

"I'll give you one chance to attack—I'll let you strike first, or don't bother." Lin Yu finished speaking, his body encircled by black energy, like the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm.

Ajie's face turned liver-colored; he pushed his combat power to its limit, a beam of white light forming in his palm as it shot toward Lin Yu.

Lin Yu's expression didn't change; his form vanished instantly, reappearing before Ajie in the next instant, landing a crushing punch on Ajie's back, sending him flying hard.

Ajie slammed into the ground like a cannonball, his entire body wracked with agony; when he regained his senses, he stared at Lin Yu in terror.