Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1132 - 1130: Destroy Holy Temple Appears!

Chapter 1132: Chapter 1130: Destroy Holy Temple Appears!

Ren Feifan was blissfully unaware of the events transpiring on Purgatory Island with Lin Qingxue. In that moment, he was lying on the deck, sipping red wine, quite at ease.

This was the life that suited him.

All that fighting and killing was just too exhausting.

Now, there was no one else on the deck to disturb him, while the other three women were bustling in the ship’s kitchen, seemingly preparing for a celebration—they were planning a seafood feast for Ren Feifan!

The ship had been safeguarded by Ren Feifan with a Formation, neutralizing most dangers within the Liuyun Sea Area.

Aside from attacks from some special forces, Ren Feifan didn’t have to worry about anything and could enjoy his wine in peace and quiet.

The sun above the sea was gentle, warming him until he almost felt sleepy.

However, as Ren Feifan was dozing off, a dark power was approaching him stealthily. Each of these people was carrying a faintly luminous jade stone, capable of obscuring a cultivator’s detection through Spiritual Sense—undetectable even to those in the True Path Realm, and thus extremely valuable.

The sea was calm, yet murder lurked in its tranquility.

Ren Feifan found it a bit strange that at this time, the Liuyun Sea Area was devoid of any trouble—ordinarily, the violent waves and sea monsters alone would provide ample annoyance.

But this time, it was eerily quiet—odd, truly, but he didn’t give it much thought.

With closed eyes, he was almost asleep.

Right then, more than a dozen men clad in black diving suits had clambered aboard the Huaxia-flagged ship. Their steps were light, and they moved with True Qi flowing—clearly, they were cultivators, and not weak ones at that.

These men were well-trained, their gear unlike that of any ordinary diver.

And upon their chest was emblazoned a Blood Skull.

The leader of these men in black glanced at Ren Feifan, seemingly deep in slumber, extended his arm, and made a signal. Consequently, everyone started closing in on Ren Feifan, brandishing weapons such as longswords and spears, casting a shimmer of cold light around them.

Moreover, these were not ordinary weapons—the least of them was a third-grade Spirit Sword!

As they were about three meters away from Ren Feifan, they all burst forth in unison. The leader’s longsword was already placed against Ren Feifan’s neck, its Sword Qi flowing. A mere thought, and the man dozing on the deck chair would be decapitated!

The rest had their longswords and spears pointed at Ren Feifan, too!

In this moment, danger surrounded him.

The leader removed his Skull mask to reveal a ferocious face, with a cold sneer at the corner of his lips, and spoke indifferently, "Kid, enjoying the sun? This might be your last time sunbathing."

Ren Feifan kept his eyes closed, but his face showed no surprise. A smile that was neither a smile nor a frown played upon his lips:

"It is nice, but your shadows are blocking my sun. Isn’t it a bit rude for so many people to disturb my sunbathing?"

The leading man was taken aback, having not expected that even now, Ren Feifan would act as if nothing was amiss. Didn’t he realize the predicament he was in?

"Cut the crap! Is the Spirit Communicating Orb on you, and just where did you learn that Demonic Finger of yours? If you cooperate, we might give you a quick death."

Ren Feifan stretched languidly, causing everyone to tense, their spears and swords nearly stabbing into him, thankfully they managed to restrain themselves!

"Hey, we’re all young people here, why so tense? You don’t really think I’m capable of resisting, do you?" Ren Feifan said with an airy tone, still not opening his eyes.

But the calmer he was, the more it frightened the men in black.

They had witnessed this lad’s combat skills; they had to remain utterly vigilant.

Ren Feifan reached out, picked a bunch of grapes from the side, and began to chew them with relish.

"These are authentic Xinjiang mare’s milk grapes, quite tasty. Don’t you want to try some?"

The leader was infuriated by Ren Feifan’s attitude, nearly choking on his own blood. Couldn’t he play along for once?

Was he expecting them to kneel and lick his boots to please him while he had dozens of weapons pointed at his neck?

Unable to restrain himself any longer, the man bellowed, "Answer me now!"

"Are you perhaps the companions of that Black Robe elder we encountered on the sea a few days ago?" Ren Feifan countered.

"Hmph, they are just one of our branch forces, what qualifies them to be my companions? I might as well tell you, we are from the Black Evil Sect!"

Ren Feifan’s face changed drastically, and he quickly exclaimed in surprise, "You’re actually from the Black Evil Sect?"

"What... you know of us?" the man was startled, asking instinctively.

The Black Evil Sect had always been hidden underground, seldom known by cultivators.

"Oh, I don’t know of it."

"You—" The man wished he could kill Ren Feifan with one blow, but, considering the Sect Leader’s orders, he forcibly held back and continued,

"Not knowing is fine. But if I say Destroy Holy Temple, you must have heard of that, right? Our Black Evil Sect is an important force of the Destroy Holy Temple in the mortal world!"

Ren Feifan suddenly opened his eyes wide, like cold stars in the night sky! A murderous aura spread!

Destroy Holy Temple!

This was the first time he had encountered someone related to the power of the Destroy Holy Temple!

What was meant to come, still came!

The leader of the men in black robes wore a hint of arrogance on his lips, "Finally opened your eyes, stopped pretending to be all that, huh? Haha, scared, aren’t you? If you’re scared, then hand over the Spirit Communicating Orb. It’s not something you can protect."

Ren Feifan’s eyes gradually grew colder, and even more, four blood-red Blood Moons appeared, coldly snorting at the shiny weapons before him, "I’ve been waiting for you a long time."

...

The leader was taken aback. The next second, he felt as if his body had frozen!

As if covered by a terrifying oppression!

Even his blood had stopped flowing!

Not just him, all the people around him were similarly frozen!

Even the thought of making a move had become impossible!

Then, the leader just watched with his eyes wide open as Ren Feifan reached out his hand and grabbed the Spirit Swords resting on his neck!

"Crack!"

Ren Feifan suddenly clenched his fist! The magnetic field went berserk! The third and fourth tier weapons in his hand were directly crushed into scrap by him!

"Woosh!"

The scrap metal was mercilessly thrown to the ground by Ren Feifan!

A horrifying sight!

After that, he slowly stood up, his eyes filled with unprecedented murderous intent.

"Destroy Holy Temple, I didn’t expect you would come to me."

The voice was very faint, very cold, as if permeated by a deathly stillness.

The leader was completely dumbfounded! These were third and fourth tier weapons! He just crushed them in front of him?

What in the world!

And this guy was waiting for the Destroy Holy Temple? Does he have a death wish?

Doesn’t he know what kind of existence the Destroy Holy Temple is within the Hidden Gate?

It’s an unquestionable power!

Damn it! He’s actually coming here to show off in front of me!

Not just him, everyone was stunned!