CLACK.
Amidst the crowd's shock, Lin Mu took a single step forward.
BOOM!
The entire club rumbled with a dull roar as if struck by an earthquake. Countless people staggered, nearly losing their footing. Seizing the moment, Lin Mu's figure flickered, appearing before the Late-Stage External Strength elder as he threw a punch.
"Not good!"
With his disciples all dead, the elder's mind was in turmoil. Seeing Lin Mu attack, he didn't dare to resist. He stomped his feet hard on the ground and began a frantic retreat.
WHOOSH!
However, a mocking smirk merely touched Lin Mu's lips as his fist opened into a palm. A violent suction force suddenly materialized, halting the elder's retreat and pulling him uncontrollably toward Lin Mu.
CRACK!
Lin Mu seized the elder's throat, his expression impassive.
"Please, don't—"
The elder's eyes filled with terror as he tried to beg for mercy, but Lin Mu was unmoved. With a slight increase in pressure, he snapped the man's neck.
