After hearing Lin Xun’s resolute reply, Lin Tianlong internally crumbled, becoming akin to a lifeless husk as he blankly stared into space.

The fires of battle continued to spread as screams echoed across the area. More and more corpses appeared on the ground, the pools of blood appearing glaringly red due to the flashes of blade light.

It was an unpredictable tragedy, and it wasn’t over yet!

Lin Tianlong wasn’t dead and neither were Lin Nianshan and Lin Pingdu. Unlike Lin Tianlong, however, the latter two seemed to have already gone mad.

They had long lost their composure and were falling deeper and deeper into insanity with each scene of carnage they were forced to watch. They continuously charged at Lin Xun without any concern for their lives.

However, Lin Xun did not plan to kill them immediately and merely knocked them away each time.

“You’re heartless. Do you plan on making us helplessly watch you butcher all of our clansmen?” Lin Nianshan howled as his eyes bulged from their sockets.

“Kill me if you have the balls! Why don’t you dare to? Come on!” Lin Pingdu’s hair was messily...