His voice was loud, but the battlefield was louder.
Even so, a large swath of the surrounding Lin clansmen saw him.
"Lin Jie."
Seeing him here, many fell silent.
Lin Jie did not care about that silence. Gritting his teeth as though he had exhausted all his strength, he loudly proclaimed, "Swordgod Lin clansmen, even now, do you still not understand? Lin Xiao is the madman truly leading you toward destruction!"
"To protect himself, he hides aboard a Starsea Godship, making you—one billion elderly, weak, women, and children—protect him and risk your lives for him!"
"Haven't enough people died? Haven't you suffered enough? Why must you still offer up your precious lives for someone who has caused the Swordgod Lin to decline? Why are you so foolish..."
He spoke with boundless agitation. His eyes rapidly reddened, and tears came pouring down.
The countless members of the Lin clan, including some from Lin Jie's own family within the Fifth Sword Vein, continued watching him in silence.
At that moment, this fierce battle seemed to come to a halt.
"Wake up! Clansmen! Others have been bewitched by this grandfather and grandson! Their family are the true fanatics! They made you abandon your peaceful days in the Infinitum Swordsea and abandon the lands our ancestors fought to establish! These people who disturb our ancestors' rest are the real sinners!"
"If everyone chooses to return to the Infinitum Swordsea with me now, then our Lin clan will not be traitors to the Infinitum Mundus! The Infinitum Mundus can still forgive everyone!"
"As a Realm King clan, we have been part of the Infinitum Mundus for generation after generation. How can we betray our clan and leave behind a stench for ten thousand years? If our ancestors knew beneath the springs, how could they rest