Pfft!
The sharp sword pierced through the old man's skull and burst out the back of his head. The blade dragged out a great deal of red and white matter, splattering it across the ground as a nauseating stench filled the air!
"Old Jia..." Seeing Lin Bai slay the old man with a single sword strike, the other six showed not only terror in their expressions, but also a savage fury!
The seven people from the Soul Refinement Sect had known and understood one another for many years. In the Northern Region, a world where the conditions for survival were harsh and human hearts were even harsher, having a few trustworthy friends was already no easy matter.
Their friendship had weathered thousands of years of wind and rain.
Although the old man known as "Old Jia" ranked at the bottom among them in terms of strength, when Lin Bai attacked him, they had said, "Lin Bai found the softest persimmon."
Even so, the other six still held the old man in the highest regard.
He was the oldest among them. Before the other six had risen to prominence, they had all received much kindness and care from him.
Although his cultivation and strength were not the greatest among them, he was the most respected.
Seeing the elder they revered die before their eyes, the other six's gazes instantly turned bloodshot. Like wolves and tigers, they howled at Lin Bai.
"I'll kill you!"
"Kill him and avenge Old Jia!"
"You filthy dog, you deserve to die!"
"Eastern Region martial artists deserve to be hacked into ten thousand pieces!"
The six were utterly enraged. They held nothing back as they charged toward Lin Bai with killing intent.
The furious attacks of the six made Lin Bai feel immense pressure, especially since they