As the Lin Family elders panicked, the entire Lin Family fell into unprecedented terror.
They were killing ten Lin Family disciples every day. How could they not panic?
For a time, many disciples fled from Lin Family Immortal Mountain, trying to escape with their lives. Yet before they had even flown a hundred miles away, they were shredded by an invisible force, their bodies and souls utterly destroyed.
In the span of a single incense stick, over a thousand Lin Family disciples were slaughtered by the Baili Family's Saints while trying to flee. Not one survived.
The remaining Lin Family disciples were so terrified that none dared to run again.
Meanwhile, Lin Zhizhong went to see Baili Zhinan.
"Senior... you are a Saint Monarch, after all. How can you act like this?"
Lin Zhizhong suppressed his fury and spoke in a low voice. No matter how terrible his temper was, he had to hold it in before Baili Zhinan.
Baili Zhinan glanced at him and said, "You have an inseparable connection to Heavenly Emperor Qin. Heavenly Emperor Qin stole the Baili Family's Supreme Dharma Eye. According to the Baili Family's clan rules, your entire family should be exterminated. Even if word got out, no one in the universe would dare object!"
Those words plunged Lin Zhizhong's heart into despair.
The Inner Universe was like this: the weak were prey to the strong, and strength commanded respect. So-called benevolence and righteousness were merely the hopes of the weak.
Lin Zhizhong felt bitter. He hated his own incompetence, hated that he had never been able to become a Saint.
"Leave!"
Baili Zhinan closed his eyes again and sat cross-legged in midair, cultivating his mind and body.
Lin Zhizhong hesitated to speak, but in the end, he merely sighed and left in desolation.