180: Lin Yu's strength

"I am fine, just thinking of that old acquaintance made me a bit emotional."

"Whew..."

The Disciple let out a long sigh; he had truly been frightened by his own Senior Brother. In daily life, Lin Yu always maintained such a gentle appearance.

It seemed that no one had ever seen Lin Yu lose his temper, no matter the time.

Yet just a moment ago, the Disciple had clearly sensed a destructive aura emanating from his Senior Brother—an aura woven from monstrous rage and hatred!

Seeing Lin Yu return to his usual self, the Disciple felt that he must have just been experiencing an illusion.

How could such a person be his Senior Brother?

His Senior Brother had always been cultivating with the Holy Lord, so who could possibly make him this angry? The Chang Sheng Lin Family and their own Holy Land had absolutely no connection with each other.

At this moment, Lin Yu asked as if casually: "Where is Lin Ming now? Have you inquired about it?"

"Hmm..." The Disciple nodded, a trace of confusion on his face: "Some people saw him enter a cave, but when others followed him inside, they found no trace of him. The people from the Chang Sheng Lin Family are currently guarding the entrance of that cave, but I suspect they don't know what happened either."

"They are even sending people everywhere to inquire about Lin Ming."

"Oh?" Lin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

He did not believe that Lin Ming was still in that cave. Clearly, this Lin Ming must have obtained some Opportunity and been teleported elsewhere.

In that case, finding him would be a bit troublesome.

There was no time to lose; the matter here had to be resolved immediately.

Lin Yu stepped forward slightly.

The crowd, who were already wary of one another, naturally noticed Lin Yu's step forward, and for a moment, everyone turned their gaze toward him.

Their eyes carried a hint of warning and inquiry.

At this moment, Lin Yu spoke.

"Everyone, standing here in a stalemate is not a solution. How about this? The herbs in this medicinal garden shall be divided into three portions: one for me, one for the rest of your factions to share, and as for the last portion, it shall go to those Loose Cultivators."

"???" Once these words were spoken, everyone looked at Lin Yu as if looking at an idiot.

Giving to the Loose Cultivators might be one thing, but why should your Profound Moon Holy Land take an entire portion for yourselves? And then leave the remaining portion for all our major factions to split?

Several Prodigies among them were almost laughed to anger.

They had expected Lin Yu to say something important, but after waiting for so long, this was all he had to say?

The Disciples of the Profound Moon Holy Land showed no surprise on their faces. Their Senior Brother was indeed sometimes a bit unconventional. Although they didn't know why, he was always incredibly gentle toward his own people; what was wrong with being a bit overbearing toward outsiders?

Could their dignified Saint and Senior Brother of the Profound Moon Holy Land not be a little arrogant?

"Lin Yu!" A man with a cold expression stepped out. Judging by the way he addressed him, it was clear he was familiar with Lin Yu.

"Oh? Zuo Wuming of the Blood Blade Sect?" Seeing the person arrive, Lin Yu smiled and said: "What? Brother Zuo, do you have any objections to my distribution?"

"Heh..." Zuo Wuming sneered twice, the blood blade in his hand buzzing, emitting bursts of blade-ringing sounds.

"Lin Yu, so what if you are the Saint of the Profound Moon Holy Land? Do you really think you are invincible? You must know that you have been in seclusion for so many years; do you think you can still keep up with our pace?"

"A coward who only knows how to hide in the Sect, stop spouting laughable words here. You, the Profound Moon Holy Land's..."

Swoosh!!! A stream of light flashed by, and Lin Yu vanished from his original spot. Zuo Wuming reacted instantly, holding his blade in front of himself to block.

Clang! The sound of metal colliding rang out. When everyone turned their gaze toward Zuo Wuming, their eyes were filled with horror. They saw that the blood blade in Zuo Wuming's hand had snapped, and a bloodstain had appeared on his neck.

The bloodstain was gradually widening. Splash! A large amount of fresh blood erupted from that bloodstain. Zuo Wuming's eyes widened; until the very end, he could not understand why Lin Yu was so fast, or how he had managed to sever the blood blade in his hand!

With a muffled thud, Zuo Wuming's corpse fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"How about it? Everyone, is there anyone else who disagrees with my method of distribution?" A gentle voice rang out. As everyone turned to look, they saw Lin Yu had returned to the position of the Profound Moon Holy Land Disciples. There wasn't a single drop of blood on him; he was as pristine as ever.

With the smile on his face and his gentle tone, someone who didn't know better would really think he was discussing it with the others.

But clearly, Zuo Wuming's death made everyone realize that this kid had no intention of discussing anything at all; he was threatening them, and he was threatening everyone!

"People of the Profound Moon Holy Land, what immense audacity you have!!!" After the shock, the Disciples of the Blood Blade Sect reacted. They each gripped their blood blades, emitting astonishing killing intent.

Their Senior Brother had been killed? And he was killed by a sneak attack for no apparent reason; how could they possibly endure such a thing! One after another, they clamored to tear Lin Yu into ten thousand pieces.

Lin Yu sighed slightly: "Sigh, why can't you people understand? I am in a hurry. If you say one more word, I will have you all die here."

"Come on! Who's afraid of who! Bastard! We will definitely make you pay with blood!" "Kill him and avenge Senior Brother Zuo!!!" "We don't care about the others, but the people from the Profound Moon Holy Land definitely won't be able to take away a single medicinal herb!" "..."

Hearing the roars of those Blood Blade Sect Disciples, the gentle expression on Lin Yu's face vanished, replaced by a ferocious look: "I said I was in a hurry; it seems you don't understand!"

Boom!!! Lin Yu seemed to be one with heaven and earth, commanding the Myriad Dao. Although his movements were devoid of any smoke or fire, they were terrifyingly powerful.

Wherever his hands passed, the Void Realm distorted, containing the aura of the Dao. This was an extremely deep understanding of the Dao, something ordinary people could hardly reach.

Lin Yu waved his hand gently, and a Void Realm Great Handprint slammed fiercely toward the Disciples of the Blood Blade Sect.

The instant the Great Handprint appeared, it shattered the air. The power of the Dao almost pierced through the Void Realm, soaring like the Qi of the Immortal Dao. As the palm descended, all directions trembled.

"What kind of power is this?!" "It is completely not on the same level as ours!" Looking at the Great Handprint descending from the Void Realm, the group of Blood Blade Sect Disciples subconsciously let go of the blood blades in their hands.

It was not that they were cowardly, but that the Great Handprint had already locked onto their Qi. Let alone resisting or fleeing, even breathing had become difficult.

Suppressing dozens of Cultivators with his own strength, and doing so with just a casual wave of his hand—how could they possibly contend with such a person?!

Boom!!! Finally, accompanied by a roaring sound, the Void Realm Great Handprint slammed fiercely into the ground. At this moment, heaven and earth trembled because of it!

Lin Yu's dark cyan robes swayed in the wind, carrying a hint of otherworldly grace.