"I only promised to spare your life. I never promised not to kill you." Lin Taichu replied coldly, his tone piercingly frigid. Since the man had dared to let him go, he had to have the courage to bear the consequences.
As his words fell, Lin Taichu thrust out the halberd in his hand. With a wet squelch, flesh and blood splattered, and the man fell stiffly backward, his aura completely extinguished.
Lin Taichu shifted his gaze to the last person, making the man's expression instantly freeze as his body began to tremble faintly.
He had no way out. He could only fight to the death, and perhaps there would still be a sliver of hope for survival. Otherwise, he would undoubtedly die.
"You're quite clever. You knew to leave yourself a way out. Unfortunately, you ran into me this time. You are destined to die here." Lin Taichu spoke indifferently, then leaped forward and swept his halberd across.
An incomparably dazzling golden arc slashed forth, causing even space itself to stagnate. The man's heart convulsed violently, and his eyes went blank. Then his body gradually turned illusory, transforming into a wisp of dust.
Lin Taichu stood in the air with his halberd in hand, his robes billowing in the wind. His handsome face carried an air of steadfast resolve. Standing in the void and looking down below, his eyes were deep and boundless, revealing an aura of looking down upon all living beings. At that moment, he resembled a peerless sovereign.
The crowd stared at Lin Taichu, their hearts roiling with shock. This young man had such a domineering and ruthless temperament. He had actually killed two people in succession—one at the peak of the Origin Emperor Seventh Layer, and the other at the peak of the Origin Emperor