After Lin Changqing slew that Half-step Divine Saint expert with a single slash, he did not continue acting. Seeing that everyone else had been cowed by his methods and did not attack him, he naturally would not slaughter at will.
After all, they were all human, and talents among the human race at that. If possible, he did not wish to embark on a killing spree.
"Don't provoke me. Otherwise, next time, I won't be so easy to talk to."
Lin Changqing swept his gaze over everyone and said coldly, "Remember my name: Lin Changqing..."
As his words fell, his gaze was like a blade.
Everyone felt as though their souls had been slashed by a blade. Their entire bodies shuddered, and even their essence, qi, and spirit seemed to wither. One after another, they lowered their heads in fright, not daring to meet Lin Changqing's eyes.
Lin Changqing's gaze was far too terrifying. It contained an astonishing pressure of Mental Will, nearly frightening them to death alive.
"A bunch of trash!"
Lin Changqing gave a cold snort inwardly. With a flap of the Wings of Time behind him, he vanished without a trace.
"Whew... he's finally gone. That pressure was too terrifying. I feel like even my soul was trembling, like my whole body was being subjected to Thousand Cuts Torture."
"It truly was terrifying. This man's Mental Will has probably already reached the level where he could annihilate an Ancestor Saint! Even a Half-step Divine Saint was no match for a single slash of his. Who would have thought such a dark horse had been hiding among us? But none of that has anything to do with us now. In the future, we just need to stay far away whenever we see him. Someone is bound to have