Lin Shuang let out a low groan of pain and staggered back several steps. Two ice spikes had already pierced his body, leaving two transparent holes through him that continuously seeped great quantities of ice crystals, spreading out around his body. Terrifying cold invaded Lin Shuang's body. His face swiftly turned deathly pale, and a thick layer of ice formed over his skin.
"Lin Qi, I told you—if you disrespect your elders and defy your superiors, then you must be punished!" Lin Seventy-Seven raised both hands furiously and swung them viciously toward the sky. "And what nonsense are you spouting about some Sovereign Council? I've never heard of it. If I've never heard of it, then it doesn't exist! You're using a nonexistent Sovereign Council to pin a black pot on my most beloved grandsons and granddaughters. I ought to beat you to death!"
The other seven forefathers walked over at the same time, rebuking him unhappily. "Lin Seventy-Seven, have you gone mad? Stop at once!"
Lin Seventy-Seven gave those seven forefathers—including his own paternal uncle and several cousins—a cold, arrogant sneer, shaking his head disdainfully. "You lot of trash think you're qualified to lecture me? Roll as far away as you can, lest I give you all a vicious beating too! When that happens, it won't be just one of you losing face. Hahahaha!"
After laughing wildly a few times, Lin Seventy-Seven moved his enormous, ungainly body, which had grown more than ten meters tall after activating his bloodline, and charged toward Lin Qi in huge strides. Spreading two massive hands each over a meter across, he brought one down at Lin Qi's head, wrapped in thick black clouds and countless chunks of ice. Clearly, he still intended to slap Lin Qi to death in a single blow.
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