In front of the Enforcement Hall, deathly silence reigned. No one had expected Lin Qi to strike back at Lin Feiqian's accusations in such a brutal and forceful manner. More than a million descendants of the Lin Hu Clan and other clans, near and far, all held their breath. Ninety-five percent of the Ancient Clan members were utterly bewildered by the term "Sovereign Council," having no idea what Lin Qi was talking about.
But apart from that ninety-five percent, some members of the various clans present had flickering eyes. The muscles on their faces twitched violently, like donkeys lashed by a whip. Yet every one of them possessed formidable strength, and their control over their muscles had reached an exquisitely precise level. They quickly brought their expressions under control.
An angry roar erupted from the crowd. A middle-aged man clad in black scale armor, his hair tied in a high topknot and his body radiating a violent aura, charged out from the crowd and slapped toward Lin Qi's back. "You brat still wet behind the ears, how dare you attack your own elder? Feiqian is a family elder—how dare you publicly defy your superior?"
With a strange howl, the middle-aged man's right hand abruptly transformed into a tiger paw roughly a meter across. Covered in gleaming silver fur, it swept up wave after wave of blades formed from sharp metal elements, whistling as it slammed toward Lin Qi's back.
Attack power equivalent to a lower-tier High-God! Lin Qi's pupils shrank abruptly to pinpoints! As expected, the main branch of the Lin Hu Clan concealed formidable beings equivalent to High-Gods! Moreover, the man's right hand had directly transformed into a tiger paw. Within that paw, Lin Qi sensed violent killing intent and a towering thirst for battle.
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