One person: Starting with the Snow Drinking Blade

The dark golden Qilin True Fire, as if it had found the perfect fuel, instantly invaded every corner of the monster's body along with Nie Lingfeng's fist force! That evil, chaotic, and "contaminated" power, in the face of this supremely yang and powerful True Fire containing unparalleled purifying divine might, was like encountering an absolute natural enemy, powerless to resist, and was quickly ignited, burned, and purified!

The monster's enormous, twisted body, like a giant humanoid torch, was instantly engulfed by the dark golden flames! The flames burned quietly, without smoke or crackling sounds, only a pure, chilling purifying power permeated the air. Within the flames, the monster struggled, writhed, and howled frantically, but its voice grew weaker and its movements slower.

Just three seconds.

The dark golden flames receded like a tide, shrinking back into Nie Lingfeng's body. He slowly withdrew his fist, stood still, and the astonishing pressure and fiery cloak around him quickly subsided, returning to normal, except that the dark golden light in his eyes had not completely dissipated.

Before him, the composite monster named "Dong Cheng" had completely vanished. There was no ashes, no remains, not even a trace of the evil aura that had once existed. Only on the ground remained an unusually clean, glassy circular area, about two meters in diameter, as if meticulously scorched by high temperatures. The cement within the area had melted and crystallized, its edges smooth.

One punch, and it's all gone.

Absolute suppression, complete purification.

The stairwell was deathly silent. Only in the distant culture tanks, the "failed samples" seemed to sense the demise of the "core" and the controlling consciousness, becoming even more agitated, the sounds of them hitting the tank walls growing more frequent, and their painful groans becoming more piercing.

Chen Duo peeked out from behind Nie Lingfeng, looking at the clean, stained glass floor, then at Nie Lingfeng's retracted fist, which seemed to be completely undamaged. She blinked her emerald eyes and whispered, "...It's burned clean. It doesn't smell anymore." (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

Her tone carried a hint of relief, and a touch of... "Just as I expected" certainty. In her simple understanding, it was only natural for Nie Lingfeng to step in and burn the "stinky thing."

Nie Lingfeng turned around, looking at her expression that seemed to say, "Problem solved, can we call it a day?" He couldn't help but chuckle, ruffling her hair: "Yeah, it's all burned clean. But, there's more than just this one 'stinky thing' here."

His gaze fell upon the massive glass culture tanks inside the fire door, convulsing and colliding wildly in a murky liquid. Although Dong Cheng had been eliminated, this place still imprisoned a large number of contaminated, modified "samples," filled with pain and madness. Their very existence was a form of continuous torture and a potential danger. Moreover, from Dong Cheng's words, he knew that the "sanctuary" where the Yaoxing Society cultivated "divine bodies" using "nutrients" and "holy blood" was located at the deepest part of the base. Failure to completely destroy this place would lead to endless trouble.

"It seems a clandestine investigation is no longer an option," Nie Lingfeng muttered, a resolute glint in his eyes. Dong Cheng's appearance and death had likely alerted the base's security system. Moreover, judging from the information Dong Cheng revealed, Qu Tong was presiding over some important ceremony at the "Sanctuary," and might already have noticed the anomaly. They had to speed things up and strike at the heart of the matter before the enemy could react effectively!

"Chen Duo," he looked at Chen Duo, his eyes serious, "what follows might be a bit noisy, and a bit... troublesome. Are you scared?"

Chen Duo shook her head and answered earnestly, "I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid to burn 'stinky things' with you." She thought for a moment and added, "It's just... there doesn't seem to be any good food here. After we're done, can we go back and eat some candied strawberries?"

Nie Lingfeng: "..."

This girl's obsession with "rock candy strawberry" is just too deep! (￣▽￣*)

"Okay, I'm done playing. I'll buy you one... no, two skewers when we get back!" Nie Lingfeng promised, both amused and exasperated.

"Mmm!" Chen Duo immediately perked up, a smile spreading across her face, as if she could already see two bunches of bright red, glistening candied strawberries beckoning to her. (☆▽☆)

Having appeased Chen Duo (with strawberries), Nie Lingfeng no longer hesitated. He took a deep breath, and the immense power within him began to surge once more. This time, he held nothing back, nor did he have any reservations about infiltrating.

He walked to the fire door, looking coldly at the frenzied culture tanks inside that exuded an evil aura.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Your suffering should end."

He extended his right hand, palm facing upwards. A dark golden fireball, containing terrifying heat and purifying power, rapidly condensed, compressed, and compressed again in his palm... from the size of a fist, to the size of an egg, and then to the size of a walnut... its color also gradually changed from dark gold to a more restrained, deeper, and seemingly light-devouring "black gold"! The temperature at the core of the fireball reached an unbelievable level, even causing the surrounding space to slightly distort and emit a creaking sound as it struggled to bear the weight.

"go."

With a gentle push, the black-gold fireball, the size of a walnut, seemed to come alive as it floated into the abandoned sample room, hovering in mid-air in the center of the room.

Then--

"Buzz—!"

The fireball trembled slightly and then suddenly exploded! But it wasn't a devastating explosion; instead, it transformed into billions of black-gold fire lines, thinner than a hair yet condensed to the extreme! These fire lines seemed to possess sentience, spreading instantly to every corner of the room at a speed beyond visual perception, precisely penetrating the thick glass walls of each culture tank and disappearing into the twisted and tormented bodies of the "samples" within!

"laugh--!"

A series of teeth-grinding, minute sizzling sounds, like cold water dripping into boiling oil, filled the air. All the "samples," regardless of their form, stiffened abruptly upon contact with the flames, then, as if all support had been ripped away, sank softly to the bottom of the murky liquid, motionless. The evil, chaotic, and contaminated energy within them, along with their remaining, tormented consciousness, was instantly annihilated by the black-gold flames, leaving only the most primitive, harmless remnants of biological tissue.

The incubation tank itself, as well as the other equipment and clutter in the room, remained completely undamaged, with no noticeable increase in temperature. Nie Lingfeng's control over power had reached an astonishingly subtle level.

In just a few seconds, the nauseating, malevolent stench, the painful groans, and the frantic crashing sounds in the abandoned sample chamber vanished completely. Only static culture tanks containing harmless remains remained, along with a faint, lingering smell of burnt material (from purification residue) in the air.

Nie Lingfeng withdrew his hand, and the countless black and gold fire lines disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared at all.

"Let's go to the 'Sanctuary'." He turned to Chen Duo and said calmly, as if he had just casually cleaned up a pile of trash.

Chen Duo nodded and followed naturally. She seemed to have become accustomed to Nie Lingfeng's "annihilation in the blink of an eye" methods, her attention now focused more on the fact that "she could eat strawberries after the fight." (๑•́ ₃ •̀๑)

The two stopped concealing their tracks and rushed down the stairs. Although Nie Lingfeng's senses were suppressed, he could still vaguely sense that deep below, a vast, chaotic, yet strangely alluring evil energy was pulsating, coalescing, and expanding like a heart...

That place is the "Sanctuary"!

Almost simultaneously with their descent down the stairs, a piercing, ear-splitting alarm blared throughout the entire base! Red warning lights flashed wildly in the corridors and stairwells! A cold, synthesized electronic voice played on a loop over the loudspeakers:

"Warning! Massive life signal annihilation detected in the sample storage room of Sector B-7! Abnormal energy response! Intrusion alert upgraded to highest level! All non-combat personnel immediately proceed to designated shelters! Security forces to assemble in Sector B-7 and the lower core area! Repeat..."

Alarms blared, screams echoed from deeper within, hurried footsteps pounded, and metal doors clattered open and closed... The once deathly silent and cold base was instantly enveloped in an atmosphere of chaos and tension.

But none of this could stop those two figures, like sharp arrows, from shooting towards the deepest part of the base and towards the source of evil.

Nie Lingfeng's eyes were sharp, while Chen Duo's gaze was firm.

The time for reckoning has come.

Deep within the base lies the so-called "Sanctuary".

This was not the altar or temple one might imagine, but a much larger, more advanced spherical space, resembling a giant biological incubation chamber. The space was over fifty meters in diameter, its inner walls made of a translucent material emitting a soft white light. Suspended in the center of the space was a gigantic "flesh egg," over ten meters in diameter, composed of countless dark red veins that resembled blood vessels and nerve bundles, slowly pulsating! On the surface of the flesh egg, a viscous liquid, interwoven with dark green and gold, flowed through the veins, exuding a strong aura of contradictory evil and holiness. Inside the flesh egg, a vague, seemingly humanoid, gigantic outline was faintly visible, slowly growing and taking shape with the egg's pulsation.

Beneath the fleshy egg, countless channels of varying thickness connect, like umbilical cords extending from the bottom of the spherical space, connecting to the areas outside that imprison the "samples" and transport "nutrients." At this moment, the fleshy egg's pulsation frequency is increasing, and the energy fluctuations it emits are becoming stronger and more chaotic, as if something is about to hatch.

Surrounding the spherical space is a ring-shaped control platform filled with various complex and precise instruments. A dozen researchers, dressed in white lab coats but with numb and fanatical eyes, are busy in front of the instruments, recording data and adjusting parameters.

In the very center of the control platform, on a comfortable high-backed chair that was clearly brought in temporarily, sat a woman named Qu Tong, dressed in a white suit skirt, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and exuding a cool and capable aura. She held a glass of red wine in her hand, gently swirling it, her gaze calmly fixed on the pulsating, enormous fleshy egg in the center through her glasses, as if admiring a work of art that was about to be completed.

The piercing alarm also reached this place, echoing within the empty spherical space.

A heavily armed guard captain in black combat gear strode to Qu Tong's side and whispered, "President Qu, we've lost contact with Sector B-7. Surveillance footage shows two intruders rapidly breaching the lower defenses and heading towards the 'Sanctuary.' The guards have suffered heavy casualties and are unable to stop them. The intruders' strength is assessed... far exceeding expectations. Should we activate the 'Final Purification Protocol,' or... would you please come closer?"

Qu Tong seemed oblivious to the piercing alarm and the guard captain's anxious report. She merely took a sip of red wine, her gaze still fixed on the throbbing testicles, a cold, meaningful smile playing on her lips.

"Finally...it's here?" she murmured to herself, her voice devoid of any panic, but instead carrying a hint of..."I knew it" understanding, or even a hint of...anticipation?"

"It seems the 'key' is a bit 'sharper' than we expected. But that's alright..." She put down her wine glass, slowly stood up, and straightened the hem of her perfectly wrinkle-free suit jacket.

"Pass the order: abandon all external resistance. Inject the remaining 'samples' and 'nutrients' into the 'Body of God' through the emergency channel. Activate the 'Sanctuary' self-destruct program. Countdown... three minutes." Her voice was eerily calm, as if she were saying, "The weather's nice today."