You could call Jun Tianlin domineering and unreasonable. You could also call him righteous.
Because Jun Tianlin did not want so many lives on his hands. Ever since ascending to the God Realm, he had never actively attacked anyone over a supreme treasure or anything else. Ninety-nine percent of the time, others had come looking for trouble with him.
Or perhaps, having reached this point, Jun Tianlin's mindset had gradually improved. The battle-hungry Jun Tianlin of the past had vanished. The Jun Tianlin of today only wanted to protect his family and friends, keep them from harm, and prevent himself from being bullied by others. Since that was the case, he could only wipe out those petty villains who came to provoke him!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" In the enormous plaza of the Vermilion Bird Clan, Jun Tianlin sat at the center like a deity. With casual strikes, he killed several more people trying to slip through the cracks. The Eye of Fate between his brows turned slowly, seeing through their cultivation techniques and battle skills. Without exception, everyone who tried to deceive him died beneath that palm.
In contrast, those members of the Vermilion Bird Clan who had already lined up properly were seriously injured and had their cultivation realms knocked down, but at least they had kept their lives. As the saying went, as long as the green hills remained, there would always be firewood to burn.
In less than two hours, he had killed more than a hundred powerful cultivators, over half of whom were early-stage Divine Emperors. As for the tens of thousands of cultivators who did not practice the Vermilion Bird Clan's techniques, late-stage Divine Monarch was basically their highest realm. It could not be helped—once someone entered the Divine Emperor Realm, they would attract the