At the sight of this terrifying scene, quite a few cultivators gasped sharply. Their legs gave out, and they dropped straight to their knees, trembling all over. If not for the bone-piercing chill surging in from every direction, many of them might have fainted on the spot.
At that moment, the entire Ice Snow Space contained nothing but the howling storm, like a low, mournful sob swirling around the crowd. There was no other sound.
Around Lin Chuan's frozen throne stood five figures in respectful silence—the Five Spirit Elders from the Elders' Altar.
At last, everyone realized it.
That man had returned!
"Everyone should know what I intend to discuss at this Floating Spirit Assembly, shouldn't you?" Lin Chuan's indifferent voice rang out, making the cultivators below shudder. Yet not one of them dared to speak.
"Originally, I had no intention of intervening. Unfortunately, some people's actions forced my hand!" Lin Chuan continued. "The people frozen within my throne are not dead. I merely wanted to cool them down a little and give them time to reflect on what they have done!"
Lin Chuan had not killed those people. He had merely used extreme cold to trap them in ice. At its core, the matter of the Floating Spirit Domain had arisen because he had neglected its governance. There was no need to cause a large-scale slaughter over something like this. It would benefit neither Lin Chuan nor the Floating Spirit Domain.
He was merely killing the chicken to scare the monkeys. What he had done now could achieve the same result, perhaps with even greater deterrence than killing them outright.
"The Floating Spirit Domain will remain under the jurisdiction of the Floating Spirit Hall. If any of you are dissatisfied, you may come find me at any time. But