Wuhun element periodic table, rubbing black hole in Douluo

Chapter 442 Leaving
Just as everyone was shocked and in an uproar, a young man dressed in ordinary guard uniform and with an ordinary face silently moved backward in the crowd, trying to blend in at the edge of the crowd and quietly retreat.

His movements were very subtle, and he tried his best to maintain the same shocked expression as the other guards, but deep in his eyes, there was a trace of panic and despair that he could not hide.

He had just retreated to the edge of the training ground, one foot about to step out of the ruins, when his body suddenly stiffened, as if bound by invisible chains, unable to move an inch.

Cold beads of sweat instantly seeped from his forehead and slid down his cheeks.

Move your body! Get moving!

A voice devoid of any emotion rang in his ears like a chilling wind from the depths of hell, and clearly reached the ears of everyone present: "Where do you want to go?"

Lin You's gaze had fallen on him without him even noticing; his eyes were calm, yet they conveyed no warmth whatsoever.

"The stench of decay emanating from you is almost tangible. A normal living person wouldn't smell like that. You must be dead already, right? Are you a corpse slave puppet? Or possessed by a vengeful spirit? Or some other shady ghost?" Lin You walked towards him step by step, each step feeling like it was treading on the heartstrings of everyone present.

The guard's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Song Yi's expression changed, and he shouted angrily, "Tang San? What are you doing! Brother Lin, what... what's going on?"

He recognized the man; he was the son of one of his old subordinates, named Tang San.

His old subordinate died saving him years ago, and he had always taken good care of Tang San, but unexpectedly...

"Lord of the City, I..."

Tang San's lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Lin You walked up to Tang San, scrutinized him for a few moments, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth: "So that's how it is. The martial soul is some kind of evil martial soul related to corpses? It was tampered with by the Holy Spirit Cult. If it's not continuously supplied with specially made 'nourishment,' its body will decompose faster and eventually turn into a puddle of pus, right?"

A flicker of despair crossed Tang San's eyes; he knew he was completely exposed.

He knelt down with a thud, sobbing, "Lord City Lord! Young Hero Huo! Spare me! I had no choice! My martial spirit is special. A few years ago, the Holy Spirit Cult targeted me and planted an evil spell on me. If I don't obey their orders, I will... I will suffer a fate worse than death!"

"They promised me that as long as I worked for them, they would remove the evil spell from me once I reached the Soul King level. They also promised to let me join the Holy Spirit Cult and become a noble firstborn son of God!"

Tang San was in tears, his voice filled with fear and resentment, "I...I didn't want this either! I just wanted to live! I secretly passed on the message to them, telling them that Young Master Huo had arrived...I thought that with the two elders' help, everything would be foolproof, and they would definitely reward me, but I never expected...I never expected it to end like this!"

As he sobbed, he secretly glanced at Lin You with resentful eyes, his heart filled with hatred for the incompetence of the Holy Spirit Cult elders and fear of Lin You's powerful strength.

To survive, he did a lot of dirty work for the Holy Spirit Church, and his hands were stained with the blood of innocent people. He numb himself that it was for survival, but his heart had long been twisted in fear and darkness.

Now, he feels it's not his fault, but the fault of the world.

Song Yi trembled with rage, pointing at Tang San and shouting, "You...you beast! I've valued you so much! If your father were alive, he would surely be driven to his death by you!"

He never imagined that the son of his old friend, whom he had been supporting, was actually a traitor lurking beside him. No wonder Huo Yuhao's whereabouts were exposed so quickly as soon as he arrived in Dongyang City.

Lin You ignored Tang San's wailing and turned his head to look at Song Yi with a questioning gaze. Song Yi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, only cold resolve remained in his eyes.

He nodded heavily to Lin You.

Without further hesitation, Lin You reached out and grabbed Tang San by the neck, lifting him up like a chick and dragging him to a secluded corner on one side of the training ground.

Soon, a few muffled groans and the soft sound of bones breaking came from the corner, then silence returned.

A moment later, Lin You came out, his face still expressionless, and said calmly, "I didn't expect him to be so stubborn. He probably thinks that even if he tells me, the Holy Spirit Cult won't let him off the hook. However, I've already pried his mouth open."

He handed a recording crystal to Song Yi, saying, "It's yours now."

Song Yi took the recording crystal, his face ashen. Looking at Tang San's slumped figure in the corner, a flicker of pain and disgust flashed in his eyes: "My old subordinate, his mastery of this skill is ruined! After this is over, I will definitely find his other descendants and make amends. As for this traitor..."

At this point, Song Yi's face revealed an extremely cold expression, the decisiveness that only a seasoned soldier would possess: "No need to trouble Brother Huo to dirty his hands, I will handle it myself!"

Afterwards, Song Yi, bracing himself, directed his guards to clean up the battlefield and deal with Tang San.

Lin You then cupped his hands in greeting to Song Yi: "Lord Song, I obtained information about the Holy Spirit Cult's stronghold in the vicinity from that traitor. Since we're already here, it's best to settle some matters as soon as possible."

Song Yi was taken aback, then understood Lin You's meaning, a hint of gratitude and worry flashing in his eyes: "Brother Huo is so kind! But... you just went through a great battle and are greatly exhausted, shouldn't you rest for a while?"

Lin You shook his head: "It's alright, dealing with some small fry won't take too much effort."

After saying that, he moved and disappeared like a ghost, leaving only one sentence echoing in the air: "I entrust the matter of Dongyang City to City Lord Song. I hope that you will give me your full support when Prince Xu and the Crown Prince raise their troops in the future."

Song Yi stared in the direction Lin You had left, remaining silent for a long time, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Meanwhile, the people from the city lord's mansion were still immersed in the shock brought by the earth-shattering battle.

Two evil soul masters at the title Douluo level! They perished in Dongyang City just like that!

He fell at the hands of that excessively young boy!

"Who exactly is this young master Huo? He's...he's terrifying!"

"At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he can kill a Title Douluo? Is he even human?"

"I've heard that even the monsters from Shrek Academy aren't this bad, are they?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! How dare we talk about such a person so casually!"

Speculation and discussion about Huo Yuhao's identity and strength quietly spread throughout Dongyang City, lingering for a long time. Meanwhile, Lin You, following the clues he had extracted from Tang San, had already dealt with the Holy Spirit Cult's stronghold and was speeding towards his next target city.

(End of this chapter)