The young man shouted, and the entire ninth floor trembled.
"This kid's not bad, huh? So full of righteous energy. Whose child is he?"
The crowd quickly noticed him.
"He's the second son of Lin Xiaoyun, master of the Lin Clan's Third Branch. His name is Lin Jianchen. He's probably only in his forties."
"He just passed the thirty-year childhood stage. He's fierce, and his edge is beginning to show. He truly has the Lin Clan's sword-like backbone."
Judging by that name, he might have some connection to Lin Jianxing.
"Why hasn't that Lin Feng come out yet?"
"He knows he caused trouble, so he's hiding inside and calling for help. We've seen plenty of wastrels like him who refuse to shed tears until they see the coffin."
Everyone craned their necks.
"Lin Jianchen, go in and seize him! Don't let him run!"
Many people shouted.
Lin Jianchen exchanged glances with the other members of the inspection team beside him.
"Go!"
They immediately accelerated, racing toward the cultivation room.
Just then, a white-haired youth with golden-black eyes walked out of the dark cultivation room, looking utterly calm...
"Damn, it's this lively?"
Li Tianming looked up and saw thousands gathered on the ninth floor. He was caught off guard for a moment.
It was not that he had not wanted to come out earlier. He had been relying on the Carefree Illusory God, the Azure Spirit Tower, and his powerful Primordial Chaos Giant Beast body to completely purge the drug Lin Xingqing had given him.
The other side had spared no expense. This drug could penetrate every mustard seed in his body. Not only did it make Li Tianming manic and feverish, it could also throw his mind into chaos and muddle his consciousness.
Mental chaos was the drugger's true goal!