Chapter 2: Extreme Slaughter, the Eye of the Son of Heaven!

Splatter!

A torrential downpour cascaded down, lashing against Ling Feng's body.

At his feet lay corpses, flesh and blood flying everywhere. Under the washing of the rain, a radius of dozens of meters was stained crimson with blood!

Ling Feng stared at his hands, which were covered in blood and bits of flesh. The vertical pupil on his forehead gradually closed, leaving behind a dark red bloody line.

"Not only am I not dead, but I can see!"

A violent storm surged in Ling Feng's heart. When the golden needles were inserted into his Baihui acupoint, he had already prepared himself for death. He never expected that he would descend into such a frenzied madness and kill so many people.

"Since Heaven will not let me die, then it is you who must die!" A raging fire burned in Ling Feng's eyes. "You wench, your time is up!"

Ling Feng pulled the golden needle from the top of his head. A wave of weakness washed over him, and the vertical pupil on his forehead vanished completely.

The only thing that remained unchanged was that his vision had been restored. Everything before him was clearly visible.

He had no interest in knowing why that eerie vertical pupil had suddenly activated; the fury filling his heart had already transformed him into a raging beast.

The insidious and hideous faces of Su Lin and her father were nauseating!

"Grandpa is still at the Su residence!"

Ling Feng clenched his fists. The bones that had been broken earlier seemed to have all healed. Although his entire body was in excruciating pain, it no longer hindered his movement.

Ling Feng sprinted down the mountain. He wanted to kill that wench Su Lin, then take his grandfather and leave Kaiyang City forever, never to return!

...

At the entrance of the City Lord's Manor.

Several servants were violently throwing miscellaneous bundles and medicine boxes out of the main gate, where they were soaked by the torrential rain outside.

"Old man, get lost! Don't even think about mooching food and drink from our City Lord's Manor ever again!"

One of the burly men shoved a white-haired elderly man hard into the curtain of rain.

"You dog-like slaves, how dare you! I am the grandfather of the City Lord's son-in-law, and you dare treat me like this! Oh, heavens, it's wet—my medicine box is soaked!"

The old man shouted and yelled while picking up the medicine box from the ground.

"Hahaha... The City Lord's son-in-law? Stop dreaming! That blind idiot has probably become the son-in-law of the King of Hell by now!"

The servants all burst into laughter.

Another middle-aged, stout man, who was the steward of the City Lord's Manor, pulled a bag of silver from his robe and said coldly, "Your grandson intended to molest our young lady and has already received his due punishment. Out of respect for the fact that you cured her, this is the medical fee bestowed by the City Lord. Take the money and get lost!"

"What?" Ling Kun's mind went blank. "What are you saying? Feng'er... my grandson Feng'er, what... what happened to him?"

"Hehe, if you hurry to the back mountain now, you might still catch a final glimpse of him." The steward sneered. "This is the price for a toad dreaming of eating swan meat!"

"You!" Ling Kun pointed at the steward, his fingers trembling violently. "You... Feng'er even went blind to treat your young lady's Three Yin Severed Meridians, and you treat him like this? You will face retribution!"

"Retribution?" The middle-aged steward picked up an iron rod and said viciously, "Old man, if you don't get lost right now, I'll send you to see the King of Hell myself!"

As he spoke, the steward swung the iron rod heavily, creating a dull "vroom" sound in the air.

"Pay me back my grandson's life!" Ling Kun wailed, lunging toward the steward. "Where is your young lady? I want to see her! I want to see if her heart is truly black! My Feng'er treated her with such sincerity, such absolute sincerity!"

"Old geezer, you're looking for death!"

The middle-aged steward looked at Ling Kun with pure disgust and swung the iron rod directly at Ling Kun's head. "Go to hell!"

CRACK!

A bolt of thunder exploded!

The rain poured like it was being splashed, and the entire City Lord's Manor, the entire Kaiyang City, seemed as if it were about to be completely submerged by this deluge.

"Grandpa!"

When Ling Feng arrived at the City Lord's Manor, he witnessed the moment his grandfather was struck to the ground by the steward's iron rod.

Rage spread through Ling Feng's body once again. Without regard for anything, he plunged all the golden needles into the top of his own head!

*Hum!*

With a tremor in his mind, the vertical pupil on his forehead opened once more, emitting a terrifying aura akin to an Asura!

"You... all of you... must die!"

Ling Feng's eyes were bloodshot, looking as if they might burst; his eyes flickered with an eerie red light, like blood springs.

*Swish!*

Ling Feng's figure was like a swift leopard. In the blink of an eye, he pounced on a servant, tearing the dog-like slave's chest open with his claws.

"Feng'er!" Seeing Ling Feng's figure, tears welled up in Ling Kun's cloudy eyes, and he began to wail again. "The Eye of Heaven! The Eye of Heaven!..."

After shouting a few words, his vision blurred, and he finally fainted.

"You... all of you... must die!"

Thinking Ling Kun was dead, Ling Feng's fury surged even higher, and a beast-like roar erupted from his throat. "Die! Die! Die!"

The steward's legs went weak from the sight of Ling Feng's ferocious and hideous appearance. However, he was, after all, a Qi Condensation realm cultivator. He immediately mobilized his true qi, brandishing the iron rod and saying with a trembling voice, "Don't... don't come any closer, or you'll face nothing but death!"

Ling Feng's heart held nothing but slaughter. He completely ignored the steward's threat. After tearing several more servants to pieces, his figure flashed, and he lunged at the steward.

"Something... something has happened!"

The steward swung his iron rod, erupting with his full true qi to force Ling Feng back. Only then did he realize the gravity of the situation. He rushed frantically into the Su family mansion, screaming like a madman.

"SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED!"

This roar immediately awakened everyone in the Su household.

Su Shixiong hurriedly dressed, his brow deeply furrowed, and he roared, "Who is it? How dare you cause trouble at my City Lord's Manor!"

Then, Su Shixiong grabbed a long spear and rushed out of his bedroom.

At the same time, the Su family elders, guards, and disciples all rushed out, weapons drawn and tension high.

"Ling Feng!"

Su Shixiong's pupils shrank violently. Although Ling Feng was covered in blood, he still recognized his face.

Su Lin also rushed out, wrapped in a coat. When she saw Ling Feng, her legs went weak, and she nearly collapsed to the ground.

"You... how did you become like this?"

Su Lin trembled all over with fear. The current Ling Feng was like an Asura stepped out of hell—covered in blood, with a hideous vertical pupil staring from his forehead. Just being stared at felt as if countless evil spirits were clinging to her, making her soul tremble.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

When Ling Feng saw Su Lin, his killing intent intensified. Within his blood-red pupils, a black dot in the shape of a Yin-Yang fish appeared in each, making his aura even more staggering.

"Such audacity!" Su Shixiong shook his long spear. "You beast, you truly are a monster. I shall execute justice on behalf of Heaven today and destroy you, you little demon!"

For Su Shixiong to be the lord of a city, he naturally possessed some ability. His cultivation was as high as the tenth level of Qi Condensation, making him a Qi Sect expert.

The long spear in his hand was also a low-grade Profound Tool. As he swept the spear, cold light flashed, and he thrust it directly at Ling Feng.

"Die! Die! Die!"

Ling Feng's heart contained only endless slaughter; he had no concept of retreating. He slashed down fiercely with his claws, showing no fear of the Profound Tool spear. His claws were like divine weapons, clashing with the spear and sending sparks flying.

"You... all of you... must die!—"

Ling Feng roared as he lunged forward like a wild beast. His brute strength was astonishing, actually forcing Su Shixiong back several steps. With a swipe of his right hand, he directly gouged out Su Shixiong's eye.

"Ah! My eye!"

Su Shixiong clutched his eyes and retreated several steps, but Ling Feng's claws had already struck fiercely, piercing through Su Shixiong's heart.

*Thud!*

A mist of blood sprayed into the air. The surrounding members of the Su family were all trembling in terror.

What... what kind of monster is this!

"Run!"

Cries of alarm echoed through the night sky, even drowning out the cracks of thunder.

The entire Su family fell into chaos. Even the City Lord had been killed by this monster; anyone who stepped forward would likely only find death.

Ling Feng's blood-red eyes locked onto Su Lin's direction. "You deserve to die! You deserve to die!"

Amidst his roars, Ling Feng turned into a bloody shadow and lunged toward Su Lin. Although his consciousness was no longer clear, his primal instincts remained.

This woman was the one he hated most in his heart, the one he most wanted to kill!

"Die! Die! Die!"

Su Lin was instantly tackled to the ground by Ling Feng. Then, excruciating pain surged through her as she saw a pair of blood-red claws continuously tearing through her flesh. Her life force ebbed away bit by bit.

For a fleeting moment, she began to regret. If she hadn't framed Ling Feng, perhaps the Su family wouldn't have met such an end.

Unfortunately, it was all too late!

This night was destined to be a night of bloody slaughter!