Chen Lin's gaze settled on the Big-Headed Youth's face again.
"Who killed the cultivators of my Left Alliance and injured my family?" he asked coolly. "Have them come out and end their own lives. If that satisfies me, I might leave some of you alive."
"Hahaha."
The Big-Headed Youth seemed to have heard a joke.
Yet he still did not lose his temper.
He even cupped his hands. "Your feelings are understandable, but we cannot meet your demands. Not only will we not hand over those who killed your people, we also require you to compensate my clansmen. As for whether you pay with money or your life, we will allow you to choose."
"Then I should thank you for your boundless generosity."
Chen Lin gave a mocking laugh.
Without waiting for another word, he unleashed Black Tiger Steals Heart. At the same time, blossoms of flame appeared in the sky, enveloping all the Big-Headed Cultivators.
He was not finished yet.
A pale eyeball appeared between Chen Lin's brows. His Death Gaze, launched later but arriving first, struck the Big-Headed Youth.
Since their conflict could not be reconciled, he would strike first and kill one of their experts. The remaining two would then be nothing to fear.
"What is this?"
"Wait!"
Sensing the power of Chen Lin's spells, the Big-Headed Youth's expression changed. As he called for a halt, all the green hair on his head flew up, turning into bizarre spiritual bodies that lunged in every direction.
Vines also emerged from his body.
The vines formed a green cage around him, shielding him, before vanishing from the spot in a flash.
The next instant.
The cage appeared above Chen Lin and descended over him, while the Big-Headed Youth was nowhere to be seen.
"Hmph, trying to run!"
Chen Lin