Chapter 693: Proof of Transcendence

She was silent for a moment, then spoke: "Shall we attack now?"

Han Dang raised his hand to stop her. His rugged face showed a complicated expression as he looked at the Demon Sect experts falling one after another in the pillar of light and shook his head.

"No, Lord Lin's move doesn't distinguish between friend and foe. Wait until the skill ends before going in. Going in now would just be suicide."

He paused, his gaze falling on the figure holding a gun standing in the center of the pillar of light, his voice filled with undisguised shock.

“One high-ranking apostle, thirty-five Void Shatterers, four of whom were at the second level, he held out for almost thirty minutes and even killed so many of them.”

Leona floated at the very back, her long black dress fluttering gently in the wind.

Her bright red lips curled slightly, and her dark red pupils stared at Lin Feng's figure with great interest.

"Han Dang." Her voice was soft and gentle, with a lazy, husky quality.

"How much do you know about Lord Lin? I remember he only became the Nightmare Lord a few years ago, right? How did he become a High Apostle?"

Han Dang shook his head: "I don't know either. There's very little information about him in the Tongxin Society. No one even knows when he was promoted to a high-ranking apostle, let alone when he became an upper-ranking apostle."

“Interesting.” Leanna’s eyes crinkled as she licked her lips. “A newly promoted baron who has risen to the rank of High Apostle in less than two years. This Lord Lin is much more interesting than I imagined.”

"Don't get any funny ideas." Han Dang glanced at her.

“How could that be?” Leanna chuckled, her voice as soft as a feather. “I just think I can talk to him more in the future.”

Grum stood to the side, carrying the Bone Crusher, his dark red pupils fixed on the Demonic Sect experts falling one after another in the pillar of light. After a moment of silence, he said in a muffled voice.

"He killed almost ten people by himself, and the rest won't last this round."

Lin Feng, inside the pillar of light, was silently activating his Eye of Probability, locking onto Shen Wuyai.

【Shen Wuyai】

Level: Lv58

Type: Human

Possible drops: Complete Dimensional Heart (5%), Dark Gold Energy Crystal (20%), Bloodstained Longsword (100%), Dark Red Armor (100%), Proof of Transcendence (0.01%)...

Lin Feng quickly ignored the other items that had fallen, his gaze settling on the "Proof of Transcendence".

Even high-ranking apostles only have a one in ten thousand chance of getting this item!

I don't know what it is, but I'll get my hands on it first.

Now that I've revealed my strength, it won't be so easy for me to kill a lone high-ranking apostle later.

The ten-second burst ended, the pillar of light from the arrival of holy authority slowly dissipated, and the dark golden light faded from the sky.

Without hesitation, Lin Feng raised his hand and activated the Sacred Judgment once again.

Thirty minutes had passed, and the power of the rules condensed once more, forming a dark golden sphere in his palm.

Those demonic sect experts who had just survived ten seconds of light pillar damage hadn't even caught their breath when the Holy Judgment swept over them.

The power of the rules swept over them, and the remaining twenty-seven first-level experts of the Demonic Sect simultaneously displayed huge damage numbers on their bodies.

Those with less than 7,000 health were instantly wiped out, without even having a chance to scream.

Ten people fell during the sacred judgment, their bodies falling from mid-air and splashing blood mist onto the ice.

"No!"

"Commander Shen! Save me!"

"I don't want to die! I don't want to..."

Screams echoed across the ice field, then faded away one by one.

After the power of the rules dissipated, fewer than twenty demonic sect experts remained, all with their health bars nearly empty and their faces deathly pale.

Outside the domain, the people of Cold Moon City watched this scene and couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

The strength of the higher-ranking apostles was even more terrifying than they had anticipated.

Han Dang exchanged a glance with Alicia, Grum, and Leona, took a deep breath, and ordered, "Annihilate all members of the Demon Sect, leave no one alive."

"yes!"

The twenty-two lower-ranking apostles from various races behind him were extremely excited.

They hadn't encountered such a favorable situation in many years. With their eyes reddening, they urged their bodies forward and rushed into the sacred domain.

Han was the first to rush to the front.

The Mountain-Splitting Slash was activated; the heavy sword was raised high above the head and cleaved down with all its might.

A hundred-meter-long crimson sword aura tore through the clouds and pressed down on the nearest demonic sect expert.

The expert parried with his sword, but the sword energy exploded upon impact with the blade, sending him flying dozens of meters. His tiger's mouth was shattered, and the long sword slipped from his hand.

Han Dang immediately followed up with the Fiery Charge, using himself as the axis to charge forward for two hundred meters, knocking away all the Demon Sect experts in his path.

His figure was like a burning flame, rampaging through the clouds, unstoppable.

Alicia hovered in mid-air, her crescent bow drawn.

Crescent Moon - Armor-Piercing Arrow!

An ice crystal arrow struck a demonic master precisely in the chest, the arrow shattered, and the target's defense instantly decreased by 30%.

The expert screamed and froze.

Then the triple arrows were launched, three arrows were fired at the same time, each locking onto a different target, and each one hit a vital point with precision.

Finally, she drew back the bowstring and shot a signal arrow into the sky—Moonstring, Moonfall!

The signal arrow ascended into the air and exploded, transforming into hundreds of moonlight arrows that covered a radius of 100 meters.

The Moonlight Arrows automatically locked onto all enemies within range, causing them to fall.

Groom fell from the sky like a dark gray-green meteorite crashing into the battlefield.

The bone-crushing hammer was raised high above the head, the ground cracked, and it slammed down with all its might.

The warhammer struck, unleashing a fan-shaped shockwave that sent all enemies within a 60-meter radius in front of it flying.

Leona emerged from the shadows, her long black dress billowing in the wind.

Night Banquet - Bloodthorn!

She instantly appeared behind a master of the Demonic Sect, thrusting out two daggers simultaneously towards both sides of his spine, paralyzing him.

She flickered and disappeared again, reappearing behind another target. With a bloody kiss, she grabbed the other's neck with one hand, lowered her head, and bit down on the carotid artery, triggering a bloody mark.

She looked up and licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, her figure splitting into seven.

Seven Leonas appeared simultaneously in different locations, and the Blood Banquet Twin Daggers transformed into seven blood-red moonlight beams—Night Banquet: Blood Moon Descends!

Before a demonic sect expert could even see what was happening, seven daggers had pierced through his body simultaneously.

His body froze on the spot, then blood gushed from his seven wounds, and he slowly collapsed.

Leona appeared behind him, gently licking the blood off the dagger, a satisfied smile curving her crimson lips.

The lower-ranking apostles of the Nightmare faction were not to be outdone.

A werewolf apostle transformed into a giant wolf and pounced on a demon sect master, tearing his throat apart with its claws.

A vampire apostle transformed into a blood mist, approached the target from behind, bit into the carotid artery, and began to frantically suck blood.

A gargoyle apostle swooped down from the sky, its claws seizing the head of a demonic sect master, and slammed it violently to the ground.

Blood mist filled the air on the battlefield.

The members of the Demonic Sect fought back desperately, but Shen Wuyai suddenly thrust out with a swift, cleaving motion.

Su Lian dodged with her ghostly steps, her twin daggers piercing the back of an elven apostle.

With his blood rage unleashed, Han Shan swept his thick-backed broadsword, forcing Groom's charge back.

But the tide had turned.

The remaining Demon Sect experts were already weakened by the double blow of the Holy Judgment and the Descent of the Holy Authority, and they had almost no power to fight back against the full-scale attack of the Cold Moon City reinforcements.

One after another, figures fell from mid-air, their dark red robes billowing in the wind as they crashed onto the ice, splattering blood mist.