New faction, old faction, Dark Tribe, Idayan...
Li Tianming had already learned of all these matters.
With Silver Dust around, none of the Lin Clan's upheavals, great or small disputes alike, could escape his eyes.
Lin Xiao had already been accepted by the old faction's friends.
Ku had only left in peace after seeing Lin Xiao's performance in the clan's struggle for succession.
Before he left, Lin Xiao had sworn before him that even at the cost of his life, he would stop the Lin Clan from becoming the Dark Tribe's lackey.
This was the faith the two old men had in each other during the final years of their lives.
Simple, yet stubbornly resolute.
Li Tianming had witnessed all of it.
He could not help with the struggle in the clan ancestral hall.
But he knew that if he could represent the Lin Clan and achieve something on the Lesser Realm King Ranking—even suppressing that so-called "Dark Tribe"—it would definitely help Lin Xiao and the old faction members of the Lin Clan.
That dream carried a heavy burden and a long road ahead.
At present, within the Lin Clan, the proportion of people who wanted to escape their predicament by throwing themselves into the Dark Tribe's embrace was extremely high.
Even among these more than three hundred people, at least two hundred and thirty—seventy percent—had been warned by their elders not to make enemies of the Dark Tribe!
Across all of Darkstar, the Swordgod Lin Clan was not considered particularly powerful.
It was said that those Dark Tribe geniuses were the truly terrifying ones, and the Oldgod Domain was their battlefield.
From now on, the eyes of the entire Infinitum Bodhimanda would be fixed upon the Oldgod Domain!
This was bound to be an opportunity for the world to