A great emperor master every day—the good-for-nothing young master is having a blast!

Lin Sheng heard a call and tried to open his mouth to respond, but he couldn't open it no matter what he did.

Apart from a sliver of consciousness remaining, the rest of his body was completely out of his control.

Unable to accept the reality, Lin Xingwei anxiously shook Lin Sheng's body.

As Lin Sheng breathed his last, his remaining consciousness quietly vanished.

His body grew cold, and the dark red icicles continued to emanate chill as Lin Sheng was pulled into Lin Xingwei's arms.

How could one see any sign of life in that appearance?

Although he was the head of the Lin family, one of the three major families in Jiangcheng, and held a status above thousands of others.

But she still watched helplessly as her son died tragically before her eyes.

He could not match Chen Zhaowu's magnanimity, who was willing to take on everything for the sake of the entire Chen family.

Chen Ming died tragically on the spot, and he endured it and left dejectedly.

Chen Zhaowu could tolerate such deep-seated hatred, but Lin Xingwei could not!

While the lives of the Lin family members were important, they were far less important to Lin Xingwei than Lin Sheng.

His last shred of reason vanished the moment Lin Sheng collapsed to the ground.

So what if he's the young master of the Chen family or the Holy Son of Xuanyun?

"I'll make you pay with your lives!" Lin Xingwei's eyes were bloodshot as he took out a deep blue pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

In an instant, his aura surged, and a semi-transparent sun disc appeared and disappeared behind Lin Xingwei.

Chen Yue and Gu Jun simultaneously whispered, "Half-step Sun Wheel Realm, huh...?"

However, this half-step Sun Wheel is significantly different from those of Old Sun and Old Wu. Lin Xingwei's half-step Sun Wheel is more illusory, as if it will dissipate in the next second.

The sun wheel of Lao Sun and Lao Wu is clearly taking shape and has become a physical entity.

A thin stick had appeared in Lin Xingwei's hand without him noticing.

The source energy flows from top to bottom, revealing the patterns on it.

With a gentle shake of the long stick, a small but noticeable dent was created where it touched.

It can have such power just by landing lightly.

If it hits someone, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Upon seeing this scene, Ye Hongyi's previously playful expression vanished.

His face was serious, and even his breathing became much heavier.

"Old Lin, are we going to get serious about dealing with the Holy Son of Xuan Yun...?"

"In the end, he was blinded by anger. Did he not intend to take the lives of the Lin family?"

The murderous aura emanating from Lin Xingwei was keenly detected by Lao Sun and Lao Wu.

"Stop it!"

Just as Lao Sun and Lao Wu were about to make a move, a shout stopped them in their tracks.

Gu Jun and Chen Yue exchanged a smile and asked, "Fellow Daoist Chen Yue, do you and I have a chance of winning if we join forces?"

Chen Yue neither responded nor refuted.

The dark red source energy around him gradually surged violently.

This action undoubtedly answered Gu Jun's question.

"Very well! I believe in you, and I believe in myself even more."

Old Sun and Old Wu were stopped from acting and had no choice but to stay quietly in place, keeping an eye on the situation on the field.

As long as Gu Jun's life can be guaranteed, neither of them will immediately take action, no matter what happens on the field.

Using pills to temporarily raise his strength to the half-step Sun Wheel Realm, with the two of them present, he wouldn't pose any threat. It could even be used as a training exercise for the Holy Son.

The people who felt the most despair from Lin Xingwei's actions were not Chen Yue and Gu Jun standing on the stage, but rather the Lin family members below the stage.

"Has the patriarch gone mad?! That's the Holy Son of Xuan Yun!"

"Quickly go and stop the patriarch! Tell him if he wants to die, don't drag us down with him!"

"The lives of thousands of members of the Lin family are not even worth as much as Lin Sheng in the eyes of the patriarch!"

"Patriarch, he's not even fit to be a patriarch!"

"Stop talking! If we don't stop the patriarch, we're all doomed!"

The hundreds of people from the Lin family present were all at least at the Qi Condensation Realm.

In this time of crisis, let us unite and rush together.

This was to stop Lin Xingwei from taking action, so as to avoid implicating the entire Lin family.

The Chen family members who were still present saw the panicked expressions on the faces of everyone in the Lin family.

One can't help but admire Chen Zhaowu's profound sense of righteousness, which allowed him to restrain his hatred and choose to protect the entire Chen family.

Sensing the restless atmosphere below the stage, Gu Jun shouted, "Old Sun, Old Wu, stop them for me!"

"The only enemy of this Holy Son and Fellow Daoist Chen Yue is Patriarch Lin. We will not blame the innocent people of the Lin family afterward!"

Old Sun and Old Wu stood in front of the martial arts stage. The two half-step Sun Wheel Realm experts gave people an extremely strong sense of oppression just by standing there.

None of the Lin family members dared to take another step forward.

The restless atmosphere persisted, and Gu Jun's words did not completely reassure the Lin family.

If they change their minds and are blamed afterwards, do they have the right to resist?

Seeing that the Lin family members below the stage still refused to leave, Gu Jun's face darkened and he felt displeased.

His words had no effect on these people, which made him quite angry.

I don't understand what they're thinking. What good would it do them to kill these weaklings?

Is it profitable? Absolutely not. In this resource-poor Jiangcheng, even a Xuan-rank cultivation technique can be considered a family heirloom.

Or perhaps he is bloodthirsty, which is even more impossible. As a prestigious and righteous sect, Xuan Yun Holy Land has Gu Jun as its Holy Son, who sits upright and exudes righteousness.

Gu Jun's next words completely silenced the Chen family.

“Old Sun, Old Wu, since they refuse to believe in this Holy Son, then kill them all. Isn’t that exactly the result they wanted?”

"Understood!" Old Sun and Old Wu unleashed their auras, and the sun wheel appeared.

These words startled the Lin family so much that they could barely speak.

They were skeptical when told to forgive them.

But killing them is absolutely true!

Seeing that the two powerful figures from the Holy Land were about to make their move, the Lin family members hurriedly said, "No, no, no!! We believe the Holy Son's words, we believe him!"

"Anyone who doesn't believe the Holy Son, step forward and let me see!"

"Everyone back off! Back off! What kind of mess is this?!"

Gu Jun shouted, "Get out of here! Do you really want to die?"

"Thank you, Holy Son, for sparing my life!"

"Thank you, Holy Son, for sparing my life!"

The Lin family raised their arms and shouted, then hurriedly retreated to the viewing area, no longer making a fuss.

Having learned their lesson, the Lin family dared not disobey the Holy Son again and could only believe in the promise he made the first time.

Since they are guaranteed to live, whatever Lin Xingwei does on stage is none of their business.

After all, the only place that everyone fears is the Xuan Yun Holy Land.

The attention of everyone present was still focused on the farce that had just unfolded by the Lin family.

Completely unaware that on the field, Lin Xingwei, holding a long stick, slammed it down onto the ground.

With a deafening roar, the earth trembled, and Lin Xingwei smashed a deep crack into the Chen family's martial arts arena.

Upon hearing the loud noise, everyone's attention was instantly drawn.

Lin Xingwei pressed forward relentlessly, wielding a long staff and pursuing his advantage.

Each strike of the stick caused severe damage to the ground, creating ripples that followed.

The Chen family's martial arts arena, made of black steel rock, had been broken and shattered after repeated heavy blows. Under Lin Xingwei's staff, it was as fragile as a block of tofu.

If Chen Zhaowu were here, seeing the training ground shattered into such a terrible state, he would definitely be heartbroken.