With one arm gone, Lin Baixi's physical body was grievously maimed. His cultivation speed would likely slow drastically from now on, and it was hard to say whether he could even break through to the Foundation Establishment Late Stage before his death.
Chen Nianzhi stepped forward at that moment, looking somewhat embarrassed. "My cultivation is lacking, and I injured Fellow Daoist Lin. I truly apologize."
"You brat!"
Watching the most outstanding junior of the Lin Clan have his Dao path ruined, Lin Mocheng nearly went mad. His eyes were bloodshot as he said, "You did that on purpose."
"Patriarch Lin, you can eat food carelessly, but you cannot speak carelessly."
Chen Changxuan stepped forward, his gaze icy as he looked at Lin Mocheng. "During a sword duel, mistakes are inevitable."
"Besides, Lin Baixi's Azure Firmament Thousand-Star Needles didn't look like they were holding back. If my grandnephew had shown even the slightest restraint, his Dao path might have been the one ruined today."
"You..."
Lin Mocheng stared fixedly at Chen Changxuan. He hated Chen Changxuan, yet he also feared him somewhat.
This man was only at the Foundation Establishment Seventh Layer, yet he could already defeat him steadily. If he broke through to the Foundation Establishment Ninth Layer in the future, wouldn't he be able to suppress him with ease?
Thinking of this, he turned to look at the other four great clans, hoping they would join him in condemning the Chen Immortal Clan.
Unfortunately, every one of them avoided his gaze. Not a single one spoke for him.
In a duel like this, Lin Baixi had been the first to use a vicious, life-risking artifact such as the Azure Firmament Thousand-Star Needles. The Foundation Establishment cultivators of the great immortal clans were deeply disgusted by it, and none had