This actor is full of tricks.

Ten minutes later, the outline of a tunnel entrance appeared in the fog ahead.

As the car approached, the tunnel gradually came into view. From the outside, it appeared to be an abandoned tunnel, with no light inside.

It was obvious that the tunnel was not on the way to Xinzhou; the driver had chosen another abandoned road, and such tunnels were ideal locations for murder and robbery.

The car slowly drove into the tunnel, and it gradually got dark. A group of people nervously lifted the curtain and looked outside: "Driver, this tunnel looks like it's been abandoned for a long time."

As the fog descended, and they arrived at such a gloomy place, a sense of foreboding immediately arose in everyone's hearts. This kind of dark and desolate place was the perfect breeding ground for filth, and even without the fog, something strange might be lurking there.

The driver didn't say anything and just kept driving.

At that moment, the unease inside the car reached its peak. An older woman ran to the back door and pounded on it, shouting, "Stop the car! I want to get out! Let me out!"

Unexpectedly, the car actually came to a slow stop. The back door opened, and the driver turned around expressionlessly: "Those who want to get out, get out now."

Many people on the bus stood up, wanting to get off, but when they saw the dark tunnel and swirling fog outside, they turned pale and retreated. Compared to the outside environment, the inside of the bus was at least small and enclosed, which provided a sense of security.

But at first, the older woman was determined to get off. The moment she stepped off the bus, thick black mist appeared in Lin Jue's eyes and was rapidly approaching through the fog.

"Watch out!" Lin Jue shouted, rushed to the car door, pulled the old woman back, and at the same time stretched out a hand and slammed it hard in front.

A ghostly hand emerged from the mist and collided with Lin Jue's fist. A scream followed, and a strange creature dressed in a white robe was sent flying by Lin Jue's punch, crashing heavily into the tunnel wall.

The black aura in Lin Jue's eyes grew thicker and thicker, gathering from all directions toward the direction of the car. It was a group of eerie white-robed figures, with a touch of red mixed in among them.

They really are cult members. Why aren't they in their rooms? What are they planning to do here?
Was it because I destroyed two shrines in succession that the benevolent father behind them couldn't sit still? So he ordered these cultists to come out of the room and openly harvest the offerings?

Lin Jue felt that this was most likely the case. The driver was definitely a member of the cult, and this time he probably wanted to bring innocent passengers into this tunnel to carry out his attack. The fog just happened to appear, which could be used as a cover.

He glanced into the car and saw that the driver was gone, and the window next to him was wide open, obviously having jumped out during the chaos.

"So many strange things!" The old woman hiding behind Lin Jue lost all color in her face and looked at the cultists who emerged from the mist with fear.

The passengers in the carriage all huddled at the back, shivering, like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, drawing a sense of security from their companions.

"Get back in the car quickly!" Lin Jue pushed the old woman into the car and pried the car door open with his bare hands.

Then he looked at the group of cultists who were approaching, his gaze lingering on the figure in red robes: "Let me guess, are you cultists from Qu Ming or from Xin Zhou?"

The red-robed figure stopped, staring at Lin Jue with suspicion and uncertainty. It wasn't just because of what Lin Jue had said, but more so because Lin Jue was so calm, so composed that he didn't seem like an ordinary human being at all.

No, he wasn't an ordinary human to begin with. No ordinary person could kill a white-robed cultist with a single punch. His gaze lingered for a moment on the white-robed cultist who had been killed by Lin Jue's punch, then he waved his hand forward: "Kill him, take off his eyes and nose. Although it won't satisfy Father's request, it will at least allow Father to descend."

Hearing the words of the red-robed cultists, Lin Jue knew that his previous act of smashing the two shrines had indeed pushed Renfu to the edge, and the cultists were no longer hiding their actions.

"Looks like I've smashed two shrines, which has driven you guys to desperation." Lin Jue chuckled, holding the Tetanus Blade in one hand and the claw hammer in the other.

The man in the red robe was taken aback for a moment, then his face instantly turned ferocious: "It's you!"

Not long ago, his father spoke to him, saying that a despicable human had destroyed two shrines and killed all the worshippers who guarded them, which was why he had been sent to collect the eyes and nose again.

Unexpectedly, the culprit was right in front of us.

Lin Jue raised the hammer in his hand and smashed the head of a white-robed ghost that was rushing towards him: "Your accomplices died too quickly before I had a chance to ask them any questions. I regret it so much every time I think about it. And you guys just happened to deliver yourselves to my doorstep."

"As a Red Robe, you must know a lot of information, right?"

As he spoke, Lin Jue plunged another knife into the throat of a white-robed creature. The pencil sharpener's power caused the creature to scream in agony and die amidst the pencil sharpener's cheers.

He didn't reveal the strange cry hidden in his raincoat, but instead charged into a group of white-robed figures all by himself. His True Fire Copper Furnace had recently broken through, and his strength had officially entered the fourth rank. He could easily kill these white-robed figures who were only B-rank with his physical strength alone.

His arrogant demeanor enraged the red-robed figure, who could no longer restrain himself. He transformed into a red phantom, spread his five fingers, and grabbed directly at Lin Jue's head.

"Human, do you think you can be so arrogant just because you have a little power? You destroyed two of Father's shrines. If I were to offer your corpse to Father today, I think Father would be very pleased."

"I've always thought you cultists aren't very bright. Haven't you ever wondered why I could destroy two shrines?" Lin Jue slashed upwards with his pencil sharpener, leaving a trail of intense heat in the air.

The man in red robes screamed and staggered backward. His hand had been severed, and flames, like a persistent infection, spread along his wound and up his body.

What kind of fire is this?!

The burning sensation, seemingly originating from the depths of his soul, made his entire body bleed. In the short time he retreated, countless flames surged from Lin Jue's body, sweeping towards all the white-robed figures like wildfire.

In an instant, a series of eerie wails echoed through the tunnel. The group of elderly men and women on the bus were so frightened by the screams that they almost had heart attacks, huddling together and not daring to open their eyes.

A few dozen seconds later, the screams stopped, and all that remained in the tunnel were clumps of charred black charcoal and a red robe standing blankly among the charcoal.

(End of this chapter)