The smugness on the sect leader's face froze instantly, replaced by extreme fear. He could clearly feel the spiritual energy surging in like a tidal wave, silently annihilating and collapsing everything in its path—whether it was cultivators, tables and chairs, walls, or array patterns!
"No... impossible..." The sect leader tried to activate the formation to resist, but found that his spiritual power was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in the face of this absolute power, unable to even make a ripple.
"Boom!"
The entire attic began to collapse, and the gray maze passages broke apart inch by inch under the pressure of spiritual energy. The black energy of living souls used to form the array was instantly purified, leaving not even a wail behind.
Lin Zhou looked at the collapsing space and scratched his head—it seemed like he had... used too much force?
Originally, the intention was simply to trap these people and find out if there was a larger force behind them, but before they knew it, they had been crushed.
As the smoke and dust cleared, the original pavilion and valley had become a huge pit. The bottom of the pit was a mess; the Shadow Pavilion cultivators hadn't even left behind their complete corpses, with only a few pools of bloody, mangled traces proving that people had once lived there.
The Shadow Pavilion Master, his bones shattered, lay sprawled at the bottom of the pit like a lump of mud, barely clinging to life, his eyes filled with despair and bewilderment—why? Why is there such a powerful person?
Lin Zhou floated in front of him, looked at the "mud" and felt that there was no point in keeping it, so he raised his hand and slapped him again.
"Smack!"
After the crisp sound, the Pavilion Master's last breath also ceased.
Lin Zhou clapped his hands and looked around.
Yes, it's very clean.
Not a single cultivator from the Shadow Pavilion survived.
"Tsk, that was a bit too much." Lin Zhou rubbed his nose, not really caring. He never showed mercy to anyone who wanted to kill his disciple.
Shadow Pavilion?
From this day forward, this name will never be used in the Four Realms again.
He turned to look at Xiao Chen, who was standing by the pit, and waved: "Let's go, let's go back."
Only the enormous pit and the desolate, lifeless expanse at its bottom silently recounted what had just happened.
The wind from the Northern Region blew through the empty valley, carrying a hint of blood and scattering the last traces of Shadow Pavilion's existence.
About fifteen minutes passed.
Then someone came to this place, saw the destroyed Shadow Pavilion, and their expression changed drastically.
Xuantian Sect, Council Hall.
Zhao Xuan sat at the head of the table, his fingers tapping the armrest, his brows furrowed. Below him knelt a trembling man in black, the Shadow Pavilion's liaison within the Xuan Tian Sect.
"What did you say?" Zhao Xuan's voice was filled with suppressed shock. "Shadow Pavilion... destroyed? Everyone is dead?"
"Yes...yes, Sect Master." The liaison's voice trembled. "I just received news that the valley where the Shadow Pavilion's headquarters is located has turned into a huge crater. There isn't a single survivor inside. Even the foundation stones of the buildings have been crushed into powder..."
"Impossible!" Zhao Xuan stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief. "The Shadow Pavilion has been operating for hundreds of years, and its headquarters is equipped with the 'Ten Thousand Shadows Soul Devouring Array.' It has many cultivators at the peak of the Integration Stage! Even a Tribulation Transcending Stage cultivator would have to pay a heavy price to destroy them! Who has such a large-scale operation?"
Although Shadow Pavilion operated in the shadows, its strength was not to be underestimated, especially its main altar, which was known as one of the safest fortresses in the four regions. Now, however, it had been uprooted without any chance of resistance. The power behind this sent a chill down Zhao Xuan's spine.
"Could it be... someone from the Central Region?" Zhao Xuan muttered to himself, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes. The forces in the Central Region were complex and intertwined, including many ancient monsters who had lived for thousands of years. Perhaps only they had the power to silently destroy the Shadow Pavilion.
"Investigate! Investigate! Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, find out who did it!" Zhao Xuan shouted sternly. "Shadow Pavilion cooperates with us. If they are wiped out, we might be next!"
The atmosphere inside the main hall was extremely heavy. The destruction of Shadow Pavilion was like a boulder thrown into the heart of Xuantian Sect, stirring up ripples of fear.
Meanwhile, at the Qingyun Sect.
As soon as Lin Zhou returned to the sect, he saw Jiang Li and Xiao Chen waiting in front of the mountain gate.
"Master." The two bowed in unison.
"Yes, Shadow Pavilion is taken care of." Lin Zhou said casually, as if he had just crushed a few ants. "It's all been cleaned up, and no one will bother you anymore."
Xiao Chen and Jiang Li exchanged a glance, both seeing understanding in each other's eyes. With their master's strength, destroying a Shadow Pavilion was indeed not a difficult task.
"Let's go cook." Lin Zhou stretched and walked towards the kitchen.
Xiao Chen and Jiang Li quickly followed.
No one could have imagined that Lin Zhou, who had just wiped out a top assassin organization, would do nothing but cook the first thing upon returning to his sect.
Lin Zhou had long since stopped eating and no longer needed to consume food, but he still insisted on eating three meals a day without fail. In his words, "Eating is a big deal. It's connected to the warmth of cooking. No matter how far one goes in cultivation, one can't forget this taste."
Over time, Xiao Chen and Jiang Li also developed a habit, and even as their cultivation deepened, they never got tired of the food their master cooked.
The kitchen wasn't large, but it was clean and tidy. The ingredients on the stove were all extraordinary—millennium-old spirit rice, soup made from vermilion fruit, stir-fried vegetables with dragon blood grass… Each one was a rare and precious ingredient that people would fight tooth and nail for, but in Lin Zhou's kitchen, they were just ordinary ingredients for three meals a day.
These ingredients are of pure spiritual energy. Long-term consumption can not only nourish the body but also subtly improve cultivation. Xiao Chen and Jiang Li's rapid progress is not only due to their own talent and Lin Zhou's guidance, but also to the "great nourishment" they receive from their three daily meals.
"Senior brother, steam more spirit rice today, I feel like I'm consuming a lot of energy." Jiang Li said while washing vegetables. Her movements were skilled, and she didn't look like a powerful expert in the mid-stage of the Void Refinement realm at all.
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