"Young Master Lin, our Zhongcheng Hall surrenders. What must we do for your forgiveness? Must we commit suicide to appease your anger?"
Cold sweat broke out on everyone.
Massacres and extermination of clans are tales of legend, rarely happening before one’s eyes.
On usual occasions, such talks at drinking tables were merely sighs of lamentation. It’s only through witnessing firsthand one realizes the sheer shock involved.
Moreover, Zhongcheng Hall is not an ordinary family; they are the organizers of the Starry Sky Association and one of the major financiers in the Adventurer Realm.
Among many patrons in the adventurer circle, Zhongcheng Hall invests over one billion each year.
If Zhongcheng Hall were to be annihilated, it could even cause tremors among the higher echelons.
"If you wish to die, I don’t mind. But if you want to live, best not stand in my way henceforth!"
Lin Beichen said indifferently.
His eyes were filled with coldness.
When killing Japanese, Lin Beichen merely regarded them as ants.
Crushing ants posed no emotional burden for Lin Beichen.
His mood remained unchanged at this moment.
Since Zhongcheng Hall did not consider him as an ordinary person, it indicated they were not of the same kind.
Though all men are human, some classify themselves among different hierarchies and strata.
They even assume that different circles imply different species of men.
They artificially set thresholds, proving with numerous rules and boundaries that people of different hierarchies have distinct bloodlines, even genetic isolation.
If they do not desire to be human, naturally Lin Beichen would not treat them as such.
Killing kindred brings psychological pressure, but killing non-kindred, merely resembling humans, poses no such burden.
Lin Beichen had none.
Everyone watched in dread.
"Young Master Lin, henceforth, any member of Zhongcheng Hall will kneel before you, never dare to impede your sight."
The man said and slowly knelt, repeatedly bowing.
"Third Uncle!"
Zhao Wuxing cried out in anger and grief.
Behind him, the clan members were equally incredulous.
Zhao Tianjie was dead, and the family was now dictated by the Third Uncle.
Yet he... voluntarily kneels before Lin Beichen, what can the others do?
Even if discontent lingers, it cannot alter Zhongcheng Hall’s decision!
The congregation inside and outside the hall watched silently, a faint sorrow in their eyes.
From now on, Zhongcheng Hall would cease to exist.
It’s likely even the Dragon Sleep River region Zhongcheng Hall couldn’t defend.
Imperial Capital would lose the name of Zhongcheng Hall forever.
Perhaps they would withdraw to local regions, or fade into obscurity, even disappear without a trace.
When a towering tree falls, monkeys scatter.
The pillar of a great family dies, it is not merely simple decline.
A small family’s pillar dies, it may retreat, but a great family with vast interests and many coveters would only be devoured, leading to complete dissolution.
Zhao Yixia stood among the crowd, her face mixed with astonishment.
She had guessed Lin Beichen’s identity, yet never imagined Lin Beichen would be so daring.
She initially thought, even if Lin Beichen acted, he would merely give a slight punishment.
But now, it seems she severely underestimated Young Master Lin.
From the moment Zhao Tianjie decided to strike, Zhongcheng Hall lost all hope.
"Zhongcheng Hall is dealt with; what about you?"
Lin Beichen turned to Qi Tiankuang.
Those present immediately felt a chill down their spine.
Though Zhongcheng Hall is handled, it wasn’t the only one striking at Lin Beichen.
There’s also Medicine Immortal Pavilion from the south, and monks from the Western Regions.
These forces equally had a role in besieging Lin Beichen.
It’s just they didn’t dispatch elders of cultivation transmission level.
From the crowd emerged a monk with scars from ordination.
He knelt before Lin Beichen and softly said:
"From now on, our Western Regions Tibetan Temple will never enter the Central Plains, rest assured Young Master Lin."
"Our Zhang Family will punish the culprit and restore justice for Young Master Lin."
"Young Master Lin, our family has captured the criminal. A single word from you, and we shall sever his head and deliver it to you."
A group stepped forward, knelt before Lin Beichen, admitting their guilt and offering solutions.
Though they didn’t act today, they were part of the previous assault.
Many died that night by Dragon Sleep River, but some remained hidden.
They relied on the names of Medicine Immortal Pavilion and Zhongcheng Hall.
In truth, as long as they remained quiet, Lin Beichen wouldn’t bother.
But their admission, Lin Beichen is willing to give them a chance.
Upon resolving these individuals, others may survive.
Lin Beichen scanned the crowd, focusing on Qi Tiankuang.
Qi Tiankuang shivered but gritted his teeth forcefully.
"Young Master Lin, your prowess is unmatched, but Medicine Immortal Pavilion has global offerings and true cultivators!
Opposing us is unwise; why not retreat one step each?"
"I readily accept my death, but ask for the others to be spared."
Qi Tiankuang spoke as he drew a dagger.
He poised the dagger at his chest, gazing silently at Lin Beichen.
Medicine Immortal Pavilion’s connections and renown far surpass Zhongcheng Hall.
Any member of ancient clans would undoubtedly connect with Medicine Immortal Pavilion.
The significance of physicians grows stronger over time.
In ancient times, royal power dictated all, physicians were sidelined by civil and military officials; in modern times, the importance shifted.
Due to technological advancements, bloodline power gained prominence, and physicians became authorities in this area, earning tremendous support.
Medicine Immortal Pavilion leads in this field.
It is not a family but a power, encompassing interests from various major families, receiving global offerings.
Qi Tiankuang believes, even if Lin Beichen’s strength is astounding, he wouldn’t dare offend Medicine Immortal Pavilion.
"Using your death for Medicine Immortal Pavilion’s purity?"
Lin Beichen chuckled coldly.
"I shall first kill you! Matters of Medicine Immortal Pavilion will be dealt with later; you aren’t qualified to bear their deeds!"
As he spoke, a wind blade struck towards Qi Tiankuang.
Enraged, Qi Tiankuang swung his wrist, causing the golden bead on his wrist to shatter, releasing a special liquid, holding dozens of colored elixirs amid his grasp.
He squeezed the elixirs, forming an extraordinary elixir.
Qi Tiankuang swallowed the elixir and waved his hand vigorously.
A terrifying force erupted, forming flames that immediately shattered Lin Beichen’s wind blade.
"The Fire of the Five Elements, you have mastered it?"
Lin Beichen paused, thoughtfully.
Though he hadn’t revealed his findings and cultivation techniques of Five Elements Qi, the world seemingly discovered them independently?
Lin Beichen didn’t realize, certain aspects existed prior to his grasp, but upon his enlightenment, it seemed to unlock a door in the universe.
Once the door opened, talents worldwide would naturally comprehend.
They might not have known initially, but somehow sensed it.
Qi Tiankuang was among these people.
However, he found this through alchemy, discovering an elixir.
He named this flame Lifebound Fire.
And now, it’s his first display of this technique.
"Knowing my might, beg for death." Qi Tiankuang gritted his teeth.
Though his elixir helped him comprehend the Fire of the Five Elements, the cost was immense.
"Want to die? With this, you’re unworthy of me granting it!"
Lin Beichen said blandly, merging two fingers, as Power of Ice formed between them. He pushed lightly.
An Ice Cone launched towards Qi Tiankuang.
Qi Tiankuang’s flames were fierce, capable of instantly melting steel.
No matter Lin Beichen’s strength, to pierce his flames with a small Ice Cone was sheer ridiculousness.
Even Lin Beichen could be careless.
Given a moment more, he’d be a Fire Dragon, annihilating Lin Beichen!
Although powerful, Lin Beichen remained flesh and blood!