Moreover, Lin Yun crushed it so casually, as if he were simply pinching a toy.
“What!?”
The smile on the face of the Pudo Society president, who had been beaming moments earlier, froze instantly and was replaced by sheer horror.
The members behind the Pudo Society president were even more shocked, their expressions exaggerated.
“This attack is too weak.” Lin Yun flicked his palm.
“You… you’re not an elf?” The Pudo Society president stared with wide eyes, gazing fixedly at Lin Yun.
Everyone knew that elves had relatively frail physical bodies. Crushing an attack with a bare hand? They had never heard of such a thing. The visual impact was staggering.
Not only did the Pudo Society president realise that Lin Yun was not an elf, he also understood that Lin Yun being able to crush his attack so easily meant Lin Yun’s strength far surpassed his own.
“Congratulations, you got it right.” Lin Yun revealed a cold smile.
His human identity had already been exposed anyway, and pursuers were coming from behind, so Lin Yun no longer cared.
“Since you’ve made your move, it’s my turn now!”
Lin Yun shot forward like a streak of light and slapped a palm towards the Pudo Society president.
The president watched Lin Yun charging over. His face turned deathly pale in an instant. The power in that palm gave him a sense of mortal danger.
“Nether Tyrant Fist, Seven Consecutive Punches!”
The Pudo Society president gnashed his teeth and shouted, pushing his divine sense to the limit. In a flash, he condensed seven massive dark fists and hurled them at Lin Yun.
Boom, boom, boom!
When those dark fists reached Lin Yun, he casually shattered every one with his palms.
After breaking through the attacks, Lin Yun was already right in front of the Pudo Society president.
Lin Yun reached out, seized the president by the neck, and lifted him instantly.
The terrifying strength in his hand turned the president’s face bright red; he could barely breathe.
“If I squeeze just a little harder right now, you’re dead.” Lin Yun looked at him like a judge of the underworld holding the power of life and death.
“Sp… spare me!” The Pudo Society president begged hoarsely.
The horrifying force from Lin Yun’s hand filled him with terror.
He had completely given up any thought of resistance because, in front of Lin Yun, he felt utterly insignificant.
He knew killing him would be child’s play for Lin Yun.
“You’re lucky. I don’t plan to take lives.” Lin Yun told him.
This time, Lin Yun had come to the elf territory to rescue someone, so he would avoid killing elves if possible, to prevent the entire elf race from bearing a grudge against him.
With those words, Lin Yun exerted force and flung him away.
The Pudo Society president flew in a parabolic arc and vanished from sight in the blink of an eye.
Lin Yun turned back to the group the president had brought, as well as the black-clothed elf.
“You brought your president here to take revenge on me, but you miscalculated badly. Do you realise you nearly caused the destruction of the entire Pudo Society?” Lin Yun stared at the black-clothed elf.
The black-clothed elf’s face had already turned ashen, his body trembling slightly. Even his own president had been toyed with like a plaything by Lin Yun. He knew killing him would be effortless for Lin Yun.
“Run! Run for it!”
The black-clothed elf and the rest of the Pudo Society elves scattered like startled birds and beasts, fleeing in all directions.
Lin Yun did not pursue them.
After dealing with that group, Lin Yun turned and looked towards the city lord’s party in the distance, then flew over.
When the city lord felt Lin Yun’s gaze, everyone’s faces changed, showing fear and unease.
“City Lord… he… he’s coming! If he attacks us, we can’t stop him at all. What do we do?” The elf commander was like a bird startled by the twang of a bowstring, utterly terrified.
After all, even someone as strong as the Pudo Society president had been completely crushed. How could they possibly stand a chance?
“Stay calm.” The city lord waved his hand.
Although he said that, his own heart was pounding.
At that moment, Lin Yun arrived in front of them.
“Who’s in charge here?” Lin Yun asked directly.
“I… I’m the city lord.” The city lord, standing at the front, answered under immense pressure.
“So the city lord personally led people to chase me. City Lord, how about you take your men back and stop pursuing me? What do you say?” Lin Yun spoke with a smile, using a tone that sounded like negotiation.
Although it sounded like negotiation, with Lin Yun’s strength on full display, did the city lord dare to refuse?
“This… alright! Alright!” The city lord forced an awkward smile and nodded, his expression stiff.
