349: Getting more crazy

"Mmph... Mmph..."

Lin Yixiong was dragged across the ground, carving out a long trail of blood.

Every member of the Lin family encountered along the way was wrapped in blood-colored thorns by Lin Ye.

Screams rang out incessantly, and soon, those blood-colored thorns had piled a portion of the Lin family into a small mound.

Fresh blood flowed onto the ground, forming a pool of blood, and those shrill screams made one's scalp tingle.

The red light in Lin Ye's eyes grew increasingly intense.

Just then, a young man blocked his path, a powerful aura radiating from his body.

"Lin Ye, I am your uncle. Since this matter has already escalated to this point, let it end here. Our Lin family will provide compensation that will satisfy you. Furthermore, a son cannot kill his father!"

The young man was Lin Yixiong's younger brother, Lin Yilong. Under normal circumstances, he was indeed Lin Ye's uncle.

"Heh..."

Watching the person blocking his way, Lin Ye chuckled softly. The red light in his eyes flared, and the next moment, without saying a word, he struck!

Boom!!!

Between Lin Ye's palms and fingers, Sword Qi flickered. He executed the Pacifying Chaos Sword Art, slashing forward vertically.

Pfft!

Even Lin Yixiong, who was also a Saint, could not withstand the casual Sword Qi from Lin Ye at this moment. His chest was slashed open, dripping with blood, and his internal organs were exposed. He immediately took out a Saint-grade medicinal herb to consume, but he discovered the wound was difficult to heal, blocked by a trace of Dao.

"You..." He retreated.

He had hoped to offer something in exchange for the Lin family's survival, or at least to prevent the Family Head from being dragged around like a dead dog.

But who could have imagined that Lin Ye would not say a word and immediately unleash a flash of Sword Qi? The speed was so fast that there was no time to dodge!

Damn it!

Lin Yilong cursed inwardly and immediately wanted to flee. The opponent was a madman who wouldn't speak at all. Since that was the case, he couldn't stay any longer, otherwise...

Swish!!!

Before Lin Yilong could finish his thought, a gust of wind struck, and a figure appeared directly in front of him.

"Hm?!"

Lin Yilong's pupils constricted. He saw a large hand appear before him, and with a bang, that hand slammed directly onto his face.

Lin Ye pressed his hand onto Lin Yilong's face, then slammed him fiercely into the ground.

Boom!!!

The massive shockwave caused the surrounding ground to crack, and countless fissures spread in all directions. Lin Yilong was embedded directly into the ground.

Seeing his younger brother attacked, Lin Yixiong, who was bound by the blood-colored thorns, widened his eyes. But he could do nothing at this moment and could only watch helplessly.

Lin Ye turned his head to look. Upon seeing the look in Lin Yixiong's eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"It seems this younger brother is truly important to you. You're actually afraid? Very well, there are some things I haven't tried yet."

Hum...

With a flash of light on his hand, a short knife appeared in his grasp. It was the reward given to him by the System: the Bone-Carving Knife that could carve anything!

"Wuwu..."

Lin Yixiong struggled continuously. Even though the blood-colored thorns made him wish for death, he continued to struggle, showing how much he valued his younger brother.

Thinking about it, it made sense. On this chaotic battlefield, instead of trying to flee, Lin Yilong had come to negotiate with Lin Ye, attempting to get him to release Lin Yixiong.

It was evident that Lin Yilong also held deep affection for Lin Yixiong.

As the red light in Lin Ye's eyes grew more intense, he twirled the Bone-Carving Knife in his hand.

Click, click, click...

Blood-colored thorns grew from the ground, pinning Lin Yilong in place. Immediately following, the blade flashed.

"Ah!!!"

Screams rang through the sky. A piece of flesh was carved from Lin Yilong's body by the Bone-Carving Knife, revealing the snow-white bone underneath. The Bone-Carving Knife was incredibly effective; with a light stroke, it sliced open the Saint's body.

It was even able to leave not a shred of flesh behind. Combined with the invasion of the blood-colored aura, Lin Yilong couldn't hold back and screamed out.

"Wuwu..."

Lin Yixiong struggled continuously, wanting to break free, but the more he struggled, the deeper the blood-colored thorns embedded into his flesh. His body was already a bloody mess, and his face was the same.

The corners of his mouth were torn by the blood-colored thorns; he looked like a demon from the Nine Underworlds.

Swish, swish, swish...

The blade flashed across Lin Yilong's body repeatedly, and large amounts of flesh were carved away. This scene made the surrounding Lin family Disciples and Disciples from other Daoist traditions feel their scalps tingle.

Most importantly, Lin Ye's face maintained a smile throughout, and that smile only grew more intense.

Only the Disciples of the Righteous Qi Sect looked at Lin Ye with fervent eyes.

"The Saint is indeed the Saint!!! Still so ruthless. Only a person like this can lead us to the Peak!"

The screams continued incessantly.

Lin Yilong's lower body had turned into ghastly white bones, looking extremely terrifying.

Lin Ye spoke to Lin Yixiong on the other side: "The only reason you are still alive is because I want you to watch as your Lin family members—the things you cherish—are all torn to shreds right before your eyes."

"Rest assured, he won't die so easily!"

As he spoke, Lin Ye began to work on Lin Yilong's upper body again.

Swish, swish, swish...

The blade flashed repeatedly, and Lin Yilong's screams gradually grew weaker. His cultivation had been abolished, his Physical Body destroyed, and only his head remained. If not for the fact that he was a Saint with an intact Divine Soul, he would have already died here.

"Master Lin!!!"

Just then, Cheng Dezhu walked over, dragging Lin Yueer, who had only one leg left, by her hair and threw her onto the ground.

"Hehe... I saved this little girl for you."

"Mm..."

Lin Ye nodded.

The already weak Lin Yueer, upon seeing Lin Yilong's miserable state, began to retch immediately. These past few days, she had felt as if she were in the Nine Underworlds.

The dual torment of spirit and body made her Divine Soul feel as if it were about to split apart.

She regretted deeply why she had gone to provoke Lin Ye. Furthermore, a wave of resentment surged in her heart; it was her own parents who had provoked Lin Ye, leading to everything that was happening now!

"Yue'er!!!"

Just then, a beautiful woman came running over, crying out, and pulled Lin Yueer into her arms.

Seeing the mother and daughter appear, Lin Ye's eyes turned entirely blood-red.

Lin Yixiong could only roar with "Mmph, mmph."

Lin Ye looked at Lin Yilong, who was left with only his head, and said to Lin Yixiong: "He is truly fragile, not able to withstand much play. Oh well, I will give him a quick end."

Having said that, the blood-colored prayer beads on Lin Ye's wrist flashed.

An object resembling an oil lamp appeared in his palm. Inside the oil lamp, several faint black shadows could be seen.

Lin Yixiong looked closely and instantly widened his eyes. Those were the people he had sent to deal with Lin Ye, and there was even an Old Ancestor among them.