At this mont, they have long lost the breath of life, clearly having gone through a clan extermination battle, ultimately perishing in the chaos.
Seeing this scene, Lin Tianming suddenly felt a little confused.
"What is this?"
"Grandfather... Clan Leader... Countless clan uncles..."
"Yue'er..."
"What exactly happened?"
"What has happened to the Lin Family?"
Lin Tianming mumbled to himself, a blank expression showing in his eyes.
Gradually, Lin Tianming's expression beca exceptionally angry, a terrifying aura emanating from him, his montum and aura beca exceedingly chaotic, his entire state reaching the brink of collapse.
"Boom... Boom..."
With the reverberations of a roaring sound, Lin Tianming was imdiately pulled back into reality.
At this mont, he looked in the direction where the sound ca from, witnessing dozens of Lin Family mbers battling another group.
Among those battling were Lin Shikang, Lin Shilu, the older generation of the Lin Family.
Aside from them, among the Xing Generation clansn, many who Lin Tianming was familiar with, or who were direct relatives, were facing the opponents.
On the side of the enemy camp, those fighting totaled several hundred, among them were dozens of Golden Core Stage cultivators, the rest were Foundation Establishnt cultivation.
Moreover, in the highest part of the enemy's camp, there were two figures.
These two figures occupied high positions, one was Song Chufeng, Second Elder of the Blood Red Alliance, the other elder Lin Tianming had never seen before, but judging by appearance and the cultivation aura displayed, he was undoubtedly Chen Guanghua, the Great Elder of the Blood Red Alliance.
Chen Guanghua, such a top-level expert, his appearance was no secret on the Qingzhou land, many cultivators had seen him, or at least witnessed his aura through images.
Including Lin Tianming himself, who had seen introductions about this top-level expert in so intelligence reports and literary records.
Now, as this expert appeared in his sight, Lin Tianming quickly recognized him.
At this mont, in the highest sky, Chen Guanghua and Song Chufeng were frantically attacking the Lin Family mbers.
In addition to these two top experts, below them, dozens of Golden Core Stage cultivators were also crazily massacring the Lin Family mbers.
As for those Foundation Establishnt cultivators, so were assisting from the sides, so were spectating, and occasionally a loud cheer or mocking laughter would arise among the hundreds.
Facing such a powerful lineup, the Lin Family was losing ground, with clan mbers dying under the enemy's attacks almost every mont.
At this point, Lin Shikang and Lin Shilu, a few Lin Family elders, were desperately unleashing attacks to block the Blood Red Alliance, trying to buy ti for the retreating clansn.
However, the strength of the Blood Red Alliance was indeed too strong, not only did they possess an absolute advantage in numbers.
More importantly, there were two Nascent Soul Stage experts on the other side, with Chen Guanghua being a terrifying presence at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.
And these two top cultivators, with just a casual round of attacks, several of the Lin Family's Golden Core clansn fell.
Including Lin Shilu and Lin Tianyun, Golden Core Grand Perfection clansn, instantly heavily injured by the attacks of Song Chufeng and the others.
Just like that, after rely a few rounds, more than half of the Lin Family's Golden Core Stage clansn had fallen, with the surviving clansn bearing injuries, many of which were severe.
With a situation like this, the Lin Family was simply retreating step-by-step, barely able to resist.
"Boom... Boom..."
After another round of explosions, Lin Xingrong also fell in this battle, his body falling from the sky, blood quickly soaking through his overturned body, forming a pool of blood on the ground.
"Xing Rong..."
At this mont, Lin Shilu saw this scene, the man scread wildly, his agonized cries sounding deeply moving.
Not only him but also the clansn behind them, each with blood-red eyes, scread in grief, even cursing.
"Those beasts from the Blood Red Alliance..."
"Chen Guanghua, Song Chufeng, may you all die a horrible death..."
"Today you destroy my Lin Family, soday when the clan's genius returns, we'll certainly avenge this blood feud."
"Soon, you'll definitely pay the price."
"..."
Amidst the Lin Family clansn's curses, the battle continued, and the massacre also went on.
As more and more Lin Family mbers fell, many were closely tied to Lin Tianming.
Including Lin Tianming's direct relatives, who also fell one by one.
This sight continued to stimulate Lin Tianming step by step.
At this ti, Lin Tianming stood dumbly in a corner of the square, his eyes vacant and expression dull, looking like a beggar with disheveled hair, only those eyes showing an unusual fierce light.
Besides, his aura was terribly chaotic, and the aura that occasionally erupted seed to be turning into madness.
If this goes on, if Lin Tianming keeps getting stimulated, he will undoubtedly enter a state of madness.
In such a state, he might never co out, forever trapped.
This state had been consistently worsening and persisting.
Next, as Lin Tianming beca increasingly crazy, about to enter so type of madness, the sound of a bell rang from the depths of Qingyun Mountain Clan Land.
The bell sound was long and majestic, full of spiritual power, sounding soothing, calming the frenzied minds initially.
Upon carefully feeling it, this bell sound seed like thunder resounding at ear level, or like captivating music echoing within the mind.
Just as the bell sound faded, the colors of this world underwent subtle changes.
Standing in the square, Lin Tianming, initially in a frantic state, now hearing the familiar bell sound around, gradually cald down.
Apparently, the ringing of this bell was particularly bizarre, with astonishing timing, sounding right at Lin Tianming's brink of collapse.
It was this very bell sound that seed to provide a kind of appeasent for Lin Tianming on the edge of furious madness.
Soon, the almost crazed Lin Tianming gradually cald down, the once wild aura and terrifying killing intent suddenly restrained.
If it remained like this, in monts, Lin Tianming could completely return to normal.
Without a doubt, within ten or so breaths, Lin Tianming truly returned to normal.
By this ti, Lin Tianming's initially vacuous eyes regained their sparkle, his aura completely stabilized.
Looking once again ahead, where the massacre had just been happening, it gradually blurred.
Beside him, countless corpses of the clansn also turned into starry spots, dispersing between heaven and earth.
Soon, all the massacre scenes disappeared completely.
And the Qingyun Mountain Lin Family Ancestral Land restored its past appearances.
Such a picture was the most familiar feeling for Lin Tianming.
Seeing this scene, standing in the square, Lin Tianming smiled slightly, seemingly walking out of that terrifying picture.
"So... It's a Heart Demon Tribulation!"
"Those thieves of the Blood Red Alliance were nothing more than incarnations of inner animosity."
"And such a heart demon rely tried to pull into their world, where I might lose myself."
"If lost within, never would I escape this lifeti."
At this mont, Lin Tianming murmured to himself, seemingly fully understanding the previous situation.
Regarding the earlier scene, Lin Tianming couldn't help but secretly feel grateful, the bell sound from the depths of Qingyun Mountain Clan Land seed bizarre, yet with coincidence.
Had it not been for the ringing of the bell, which cald his resentful heart, he might have never awakened.
Conversely, he could continue pondering on the brink of collapse.
Once madness advanced further, reaching collapse, he would never escape that world again.
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