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Chapter 583

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Swoosh!

It was as if a formless yet terrifying force had brushed past.

At that moment, not only the Divine Master's body, but even the small world within a radius of ten feet, the ground beneath his feet, the flowing wind, the billowing Spirit Energy, and the dust that danced in the wind …

Everything, whether tangible or intangible, was completely disintegrated and turned into nothingness under the effect of this terrifying force!

One could see with the naked eye that this region was terrifyingly black.

It was as if it was connected to a bottomless abyss that could even devour light. One could not see what was going on in the depths of this region at all.

If one used their Divine Sense to observe, they would discover that there was an incomparably terrifying power wreaking havoc in this region. It completely destroyed anything that entered this region, turning it into a vacuum where not even dust or particles existed.

Rumble!

Then, the raging wind danced like a dragon.

The clouds in the sky, the towering trees that were dozens of feet tall, and even the small hills that were hundreds of feet tall were uprooted and injected into this void region. The scene was extremely terrifying.

At that moment, the region seemed to have turned into a giant mouth that devoured all the objects and Spirit Energy within a radius of ten thousand feet greedily as if it would never be satisfied.

After a full ten minutes, the small world finally calmed down.

The terrifying force disappeared. A giant pit that was a hundred feet deep appeared on the ground where the Divine Master was standing earlier.

The land within a radius of ten thousand feet was destroyed by the violent storm.

As for the Divine Master himself, he had completely disappeared. There was no trace of him left at the spot as if he had never appeared in this world.

The power of heaven and earth was split into Tai Chi, Yin and Yang, and the Four Symbols.

Everything in the world was made up of the Four Symbols Power of Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire.

Lin Buzheng's Four Symbols Overlord Fist was made up of the Four Symbols Power.

Based on the principle of the Four Symbols restricting each other, a punch could eliminate the Four Symbols Power that made up an object, causing the object to disintegrate and disappear completely, turning it into an absolute void where even the basic elemental particles did not exist.

The principle of the fist technique seemed simple, but it was actually mysterious and profound. It vaguely had the feeling that the Great Dao was the simplest.

The destructive power was extremely thorough and shocking. It was the most terrifying fist technique that Lin Buzheng had encountered so far!

As Lin Buzheng threw out the Four Symbols Overlord Fist, the Divine Master instantly turned into ashes. Even the Evil God statue and the Evil God projection that had merged with his body had disappeared.

Lin Buzheng was silent. He recalled the moment before he killed the Master God, and the look of relief in his eyes.

Perhaps the Divine Master already knew that he was on the wrong path a long time ago, or even from the moment he stepped on this path.

However, this was a path of no return. Even if he knew that he was walking on the wrong path, he could only brace himself and continue forward. He deceived himself and others, lost himself in the endless slaughter, and in the end, he would be consigned to eternal damnation.

The God Master and the warriors who believed in the Wan God Sect used these bloody examples to tell Lin Buzheng that those who were not strong themselves would end up with a tragic ending if they tried to get a stronger power.

The Divine Master and the Warriors who believed in the Myriad God Sect told Lin Buzheng with bloody examples that one's strength was not strong, but he tried to get stronger.

Any external force was illusory. If one wanted to get it, he had to pay a huge price. If he used it improperly, it was very likely that it would backfire on him.

"I'm leaving!"

The next moment, Lin Buzheng turned around and left gracefully, returning to the small town.

Although there were some twists and turns in the extermination of the Myriad God Sect, it seemed to have gone smoothly.

Lin Buzheng had uprooted the Myriad God Sect and killed hundreds of its followers. Not only did he get rid of the evil for the people, but he also evolved his Martial Arts Divine Sense into a Demigod Divine Sense.

Especially now, he had improved his state of mind, broken through the bottleneck, and successfully performed the Four Symbols Overlord Fist.

Lin Buzheng's cultivation had broken through to the Third Lv of the Spirit Path, so his body movement became faster.

It only took him 15 minutes to return to the small town that was thousands of miles away.

Everything in the small town was the same as before.

The only difference was that the residents of the small town all walked out of their homes and gathered outside the small town.

They all looked in the direction where Lin Buzheng had left, raising their heads in anticipation. The large crowd was silent.

Until now, when they saw Lin Buzheng come back safe and sound from the depths of the mountain, the crowd burst into joyful and excited cheers.

In particular, Madam Boss Xu, who ran the inn, knelt devoutly in front of Lin Buzheng with her 12- or 13-year-old daughter, and cried tears of excitement.

Not long ago, Wang Er Liu Zi had brought more than a hundred Myriad Deities Sect members and barged into the small town. He had been acting like a tyrant in the town. He had even wanted to beat Lady Boss Xu to death and kidnap her daughter to use as a blood sacrifice to the Evil God.

At the critical moment, Lin Buzheng decisively killed Wang Erliu Zi and all the followers of the Myriad God Sect in the small town. Only then did the residents of the small town realize that Wang Erliu Zi was an almighty of the Spirit Path with terrifying strength.

After that, Lin Buzheng told the residents of the small town that he wanted to uproot the Myriad God Sect and then left the small town.

The residents of the small town did not know martial arts, so they did not know about Lin Buzheng's strength.

They only knew that the Myriad God Sect, which was acting like a tyrant above them, had countless experts, and every disciple of the Myriad God Sect was terrifyingly strong. Lin Buzheng might not be their match.

However, they were all ordinary people who did not have the strength to truss a chicken. Even if they were anxious, they could not go and help Lin Buzheng fight. They could only gather outside the small town and pray for Lin Buzheng.

Seeing this, Lin Buzheng's heart was filled with emotions.

Compared to the almighty martial arts who could easily fly in the sky and burrow into the ground, the ordinary people were weak and insignificant like ants. They were born in the morning and died in the evening. They were people of two different worlds.

However, ordinary people had flesh and blood. They had emotions and desires. They also had joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. They could distinguish between good and evil, beautiful and ugly.

The disciples of the Myriad God Sect rode roughshod over them. Although they could not resist, they shed tears and felt pain, and they deeply cursed the Myriad God Sect.

When they were being bullied, Lin Buzheng stepped forward bravely, driving away evil for them and ushering in the light.

For them, an expert like Lin Buzheng was like the stars in the Ninth Heaven, unattainable. They could not repay him, so they could only pray for Lin Buzheng and hope that he would be well.

Although these mortals were unable to influence the martial arts experts in any way, they had made the simplest choice through their actions.

In the end, no matter if these lowly ant-like mortals gathered together to form an incomparably powerful force, or if a supreme expert was born among the mortals, everything would be settled once and for all!

In the next few days, Lin Buzheng lived in an inn in the small town. He did not go out and concentrated on his cultivation.

Madam Xu took care of his daily life meticulously. During this period, she even wanted to return the 10,000 gold notes, but Lin Buzheng refused.

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