For the Greater Good, Please Die on the Spot!

"Bang!!!"

The Blood-colored Skeleton Sea swept past, and amidst the horrified gazes, Lin Zhi's body transformed into a thick Blood Mist and exploded with a deafening roar.

Lin Zhi, a Creation Stage Peak, is dead!

"Since you miss Lin Langtian so much, I'll send you down to keep him company. That would be a good thing."

The handsome young man, standing with his hands behind his back, let out a sigh of profound compassion.

"Lin Dong, how dare you kill my clan's Third Elder?"

An elderly man in gray robes suddenly stood up, pointed at Lin Dong, and sternly rebuked him.

"Outrageous! Killing Elder Lin Zhi deserves death!"

"Where are the Clan Guard? Quickly, kill this scoundrel!"

"Gentlemen, let's join forces and capture this Demon!"

Upon hearing the gray-robed elder speak, the elders belonging to Lin Zhi's faction seemed to wake from a dream and stood up one after another, demanding that Lin Dong be severely punished.

"Lin Dong, what nonsense are you talking about? Although Elder Lin Zhi is blinded by greed, you should still hand him over to our Council of Elders for trial. Don't be so impulsive next time. Come down here now."

Seeing that his old rival Lin Zhi was dead, Great Elder Lin Mu slowly stood up and said in a serious tone.

"Great Elder, you are deliberately favoring Lin Dong. We will never agree to this. Elder Lin Zhi, who has served the clan wholeheartedly, should not die such a tragic death."

The wise old man in gray immediately realized what was happening.

"Boom!"

Just as the Lin Clan Council of Elders arguing fiercely about this, a loud bang suddenly resounded from the deepest part of the Lin Clan. Immediately afterwards, a figure with an exceptionally powerful aura flew towards the Arena like lightning.

"Can anyone tell me what exactly happened here?"

The air rippled slightly, and a figure in a green robe suddenly appeared in the sky Arena.

The newcomer was a middle-aged man dressed in a wide blue robe. His scalp was strangely intertwined with Black and White. He had slightly thick eyebrows and bright, piercing eyes, exuding an undeniable air of solemnity and authority.

His powerful aura was contained and not released, extremely obscure, and was several times stronger than Great Elder Lin Mu, who was at the Half-step Nirvana Stage.

"We pay our respects to the Patriarch chief!"

"We pay our respects to the Patriarch chief!"

On the seats, the members of the Lin Clan Elder Council, seated on the golden thrones, rose and bowed respectfully to the figure in green robes in mid-air.

"A true Nirvana Stage expert who has not yet passed the Nirvana Tribulation and officially entered the One Yuan Level; their cultivation is similar to mine."

With just a glance, Lin Dong immediately understood the extent of the other's cultivation.

To be honest, cultivation resources are really scarce in the Low-Level Dynasty.

Lin Fan, the Patriarch of the Lin Clan, only spent 200,000 Nirvana Pill to break through to the Nirvana Stage, which exhausted most of the Lin Clan's treasures. The number of Nirvana Pill in the Clan Secret Vault even dropped below 100,000.

However, to be fair, Lin Fan's talent is indeed quite mediocre, considering he only absorbed 200,000 Nirvana Pill to successfully break through to the Nirvana Stage.

Afterwards, due to the lack of Nirvana Pill, Lin Fan himself was unable to break through to the One Yuan Nirvana Stage for a long time, while the Great Elder Lin Mu was stuck in the awkward position of the Half-step Nirvana Stage.

In the original novel, the Great Yan Dynasty needed to consume 50,000 Nirvana Pill to activate the Great Spatial Teleportation Array and send Lin Dong and his group of five to the Ancient Battlefield, with 10,000 pills for each person.

Because Lin Dong and Lin Langtian were both from the Lin Clan, they needed to contribute 20,000 Nirvana Pill, which almost broke Lin Fan's heart.

Tsk tsk, 20,000 Nirvana Pill can elicit such a strong reaction from a clan leader, this is truly... truly...

"Great Elder, please tell us."

The middle-aged man in the green robe glanced at the messy Battle Platform, frowned slightly, and then looked at the purple-robed elder at the head of the group.

"Yes, Patriarch Lin Fan."

Lin Mu immediately flew forward and whispered something in Lin Fan's ear, and Lin Fan's expression kept changing.

"Well!"

After clarifying the whole story, Lin Fan sighed Youyou, clearly also having a headache about how to properly handle the matter.

"Patriarch Chief, have you forgotten? The dynasty's Seed Selection Competition, held once every twenty years, is about to begin. Our Lin Clan's performance in the previous competitions has not been very good. In recent years, the clan has finally produced a person with exceptional talent Lin Langtian, who has been able to secure a spot for our clan to go there."

"However, Lin Dong dared to kill Lin Langtian without authorization, ruining our clan's century-long plan. He deserves to die. For the sake of the greater good, we beg the Patriarch leader to take action and quickly eliminate this scoundrel."

Seeing that Lin Fan seemed to be planning to downplay the matter, the gray-robed old man became anxious and hurriedly raised his voice.

"The big picture? Ha, what a joke. What is the big picture? Lin Langtian is dead. I, Lin Dong, am currently the only one who can secure Seed Selection Competition spot for the clan. Therefore, I am the most important figure in the big picture right now."

As soon as the old man in gray finished speaking, a cold laugh rang out from the crowd.

"Lin Dong, you've turned black into white..."

The gray-robed old man, trembling with rage, pointed at Lin Dong and began to curse.

"Patriarch Chief, the existence of this scoundrel is seriously affecting Lin Dong's mood, which in turn affects my performance in the Seed Selection Competition. For the sake of the greater good and the future of the clan, I urge the Patriarch to kill this old dog and restore peace and order to our clan."

Lin Dong didn't even glance at the gray-robed elder. He solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute and bowed to Lin Fan from afar, speaking righteously and earnestly.

"I'm furious! I'm absolutely furious! You little beast, shut your mouth right now!!!"

The gray-robed old man, his eyes wide with rage, roared furiously.

"Alas, elder, for the sake of the clan, please commit suicide."

Lin Dong sighed deeply, then turned and bowed to the gray-robed elder.

"How could there be such shameless people in the world!"

The gray-robed old man, his face flushed, suddenly felt a blackout before his eyes. He coughed up a mouthful of black, stagnant blood, and after a violent sway, he fell headfirst to the ground.

Elder Lin Zheng, a member of the Clan Council of Elders and a cultivator at the Creation Stage Minor Accomplishment, was actually so enraged by Lin Dong that he fainted!

"Incredible! This is the first time I've ever seen a technique that can literally make someone die of anger!"

Hundreds of thousands of viewers were deeply moved and remained so for a long time.

"Okay, that's enough."

As the helpless voice fell, a powerful stream of Origin Energy shot out rapidly, enveloping the rapidly falling Lin Zheng and gently placing him on the ground.

"Patriarch Lin Fan, for the sake of the greater good, please..."

Lin Dong turned around upon hearing the voice, intending to bow again.

"Alright, alright, stop talking. I know you're concerned about the bigger picture, the most important thing for our clan right now, okay?"

Feeling a great headache, Lin Fan helplessly rubbed his forehead and gave a bitter smile.

By the ancestors of the Lin Clan, where on earth did this monster come from? He's truly a unique individual in this world!

"Patriarch too kind, Chieftain."

Lin Dong waved his hand dismissively.

"..."

Lin Fan's eye suddenly twitched violently.

Damn it, I told you you were fat, and you're already acting all high and mighty!