“S-Senior Lin Mu… what is this?” The disciples asked nervously.

They could see the mass of dead bodies everywhere, and they did not look like they had a good end. All of them had been decapitated in one swift stroke and a bloody aura was spread in the room as well.

“Northern Tribes.” Lin Mu answered simply.

The answer was like cold water pouring over their heads, and they understood the gravity of the situation. Jing Luo and Elder Weimin were quick to assess it and recognize the outfits that the men were wearing to be similar to the traditional outfits of the Northern Tribes.

“They’re all from the Northern Tribes? But how?” Elder Weimin was confused.

“Come.” Instead of answering that though, Lin Mu simply ordered them to follow them.

They went a little ahead and saw Lin Mu walking towards an empty area. A flame appeared on Lin Mu’s hand and illuminated the area and the last injured person that was lying there.

The moment the people of the Noon Grass sect saw him, their eyes went wide.

“ELDER LIQIANG!” They all shouted out in unison and rushed towards him.

But their lunge was brought to a halt as Lin Mu raised his hand.

“Wait,” He ordered.

Lin Mu extended his hand and touched the barrier that had faded away. It reappeared and showed its form, along with the chains that were trapping Elder Liqiang in place.

“I-I’ll deal with—” Jing Luo was just about to offer some help but was interrupted by a loud noise.

~boom~

A gust of wind blew the hair off everyone in the room as Lin Mu destroyed the barrier in front of him. A single punch was all it took to absolutely break a barrier that had managed to hold a Dao Shell realm cultivator.

“Such… power…” one of the disciples muttered.

Even Elder Weimin could tell from the appearance of the barrier that it was nothing simple. And Jing Luo, who was the expert in this, knew exactly how complex the barrier was. But then Lin Mu destroyed it easily.

~step~step~step~

Lin Mu walked towards the injured man, who was held by the chains, and gripped his hands around the chain.

His biceps bulged as a massive power was exerted.

~KACHA~

The chains snapped like they were made out of twigs and Lin Mu caught the injured Elder in his hands. He quickly took out a pill bottle from his ring and opened its cap. A fragrant aroma spread in the hall as a round yellow pill with spiral patterns appeared in his hands.

“The Four Vessels Restoration pill?” One of the Disciples recognized it.

Lin Mu fed the pill to the injured man first before laying him down on the ground and checking his condition. Elder Weimin and Jing Luo also arrived by his side during this time and did their own checks.

Elder Weimin took a breath of relief after having figured out Elder Liqiang’s condition.

~Phew~

“His cultivation base is fine. It’s just his body that is injured. We can fix that in some time.” Elder Weimin spoke.

Even though Elder Liqiang had multiple broken bones and open wounds, the Four Vessels Restoration pill was already starting to fix him.

“Take care of him,” Lin Mu said as he handed a box of pills to a disciple standing beside him.

He stood up and walked to the Leader of the Northern Tribesmen that was lying unconscious on the ground. The man had been ignored at the start, but then Lin Mu brought attention back to him.

Picking him up like a bag of trash, Lin Mu threw him towards Jing Luo.

“You know what to do.” Lin Mu spoke.

Jing Luo’s expression turned serious and nodded his head. He kicked the man and turned him over to see his face.

“I’ll get everything out of him… every… little… thing.” Jing Luo said with an ice cold glint in his eyes.

Elder Weimin and the disciples also looked towards the man and only anger could be seen in their eyes.

“They did this to Elder Liqiang?” someone asked.

“Not just them… there is one more.” Lin Mu said before explaining the situation in short to them.

He knew that the old woman might find out that her people had died here, or that something had happened. Thus Lin Mu needed to act quickly.

“You get the woman, we’ll take care of the rest here.” Jing Luo replied.

“I’ll come too!” Elder Weimin hurriedly said.

“No,” Lin Mu interrupted. “We don’t know if they have more people here or if they are hiding somewhere. You should protect them, I’ll deal with the old woman.” He stated.

Elder Weimin pursed his lips, but then nodded his head.

“Alright, be careful…” He said in a concerned tone.

Then without responding, Lin Mu Blinked away and disappeared. Everyone got to helping Elder Liqiang while Jing Luo pulled the one surveying Northern Tribesmen away.

“You will sing today… the final song of your life…” Jing Luo muttered as a few ideas appeared in his mind and a grin pulled on his lips.

***

Lin Mu’s body phased through the wall, and he entered the stairwell that the old woman had taken. Making his way down, he realized just how deep it went. Skipping the stairs, he directly sank into the stairs.

~shua~

In five seconds, he had reached the bottom of the spiral stairwell and saw a wide open hall in front of him. This hall was vastly different from the ones he had seen before. It was smaller and was also a bit more circular in shape.

His spirit Qi was not restrained here, thus he let it wander freely, not caring that the old woman could probably do the same. The interior of the hall formed in his mind as his spirit sense observed everything.

And at the same time, it came in contact with some powerful spirit Qi waves. The moment Lin Mu’s spirit Qi touched it, it was struck back.