Chapter 38 : Why should I feel Guilt?

Lin Yang moved with a fluidity that rendered their prided battle formation futile. The members of the group were in awe of his exquisite and flexible movement technique, but a sense of familiarity accompanied it. There were whispers that it bore resemblance to the Cool Spirit Pillar and Heavy Gale Fist techniques.

But how could these two basic techniques possess such magical prowess? It seemed impossible, and the members of the group dismissed it as an illusion. They couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Lin Gue, however, entertained a different thought. "Could it be one of the treasures Lin Zhan left for him?" he speculated, his eyes burning with an unabashed eagerness. He believed he had figured it out, and his gaze locked onto Lin Yang with passion.

"If I could acquire this movement technique, I could confidently handle a late-stage spirit awakening expert," Lin Gue mused to himself. He couldn't fathom what Lin Yang, this insignificant brat, had done to warrant such an incredible inheritance.

His eyes turned a fiery red as he halted his long saber, deliberately articulating his intentions to Lin Yang. "There's no escaping today. Our battle formation is much more powerful than this. We haven't even unleashed our ultimate combined attack yet. When we do, not even a late-stage spirit awakening expert would be able to withstand it. I'll give you one final opportunity. Hand over the benefits you inherited from Lin Zhan, and I'll spare your life. Otherwise, you face certain peril today!"

Lin Yang's mind raced, perplexed by the situation. What did this have to do with his father, Lin Zhan? Could it be that there were hidden treasures or privileges connected to him? However, a realization soon struck him, and he recognized that these people had completely misunderstood.

They were unaware of the existence of the ancient temple. Instead, they mistakenly believed that it had some sort of connection to his father.

However, there must be more to Lin Zhan than meets the eye. Doubt began to creep into Lin Yang's heart.

Observing Lin Yang's pensive state, Lin Gue assumed that he was wavering. A hypocritical and cold smile formed on his face as he taunted him.

"Lin Yang, do you recall Aunt Ji?"

The image of a tender and loving woman flashed in Lin Yang's memory. This body had lost its mother at a young age and had been nurtured by a nurse. Despite not being his biological mother, their bond rivaled that of a biological family.

Lin Yang's eyes twitched, and despite not being the original Lin Yang, the memories resonated deeply within him.

With his gaze lowered, Lin Yang asked in an icy tone, "What happened to her?"

Lin Gue's smile grew more sinister as he responded, "Lin Yang, you're a clever one. How could you not have guessed her fate?"

In that moment, Lin Yang slowly raised his head, his eyes gleaming with an icy resolve. "You killed her?"

Lin Gue sneered. "Not only that, not only did she die, her entire family of twelve, the men were all beheaded, and the women's ending was even worse. Her several daughters and daughters-in-law were all sent to the brothel and were humiliated every day! This is all because of you, anyone related to you has become the target of crazy revenge! They want you to live without a day of peace and die with grievances! "

He shouted coldly, his voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. "Now that you comprehend the magnitude of the disaster you've caused, do you still attribute it to mere luck that you received this opportunity? Surrender it immediately, or your calamity shall never cease!"

Lin Gue's words were filled with cruelty, their viciousness sending shivers down one's spine. Aunt Ji's family had not betrayed their own kin; their ruin was merely a consequence of their affiliation with Lin Yang.

Lin Yang remained silent for a brief moment, then lifted his head, a strange smile playing on his lips. "Is this really all you have to offer?"

Lin Gue's heart sank, a sense of unease creeping over him as he questioned, "Do you not feel any shame at all? These innocent people have suffered under your influence!"

Lin Yang's smile grew faint as he responded, "Why should I feel guilt? By eliminating those wretched Lin Family bastards, I shall avenge them. And if that is not enough, I shall enslave their offspring for generations to come, reducing them to mere chattel. Men will toil as slaves, and women will be reduced to objects of pleasure."

Lin Gue's gaze towards Lin Yang underwent a complete transformation. This person was clearly unhinged, completely deranged.

A sense of unease gnawed at Lin Gue's heart. While he knew that the might of the Lin Clan was beyond the capabilities of a single individual to contest, a terrifying foreboding settled within him.

Unable to contain the rising tide of fury any longer, Lin Gue unleashed a furious shout. "Unleash our combined might and eliminate this unrepentant little bastard!"

Lin Yang must not be allowed to live. Allowing him to continue breathing would only bring forth disaster!

Lin Gue's face contorted in a ferocious grimace as he swung his long blade. The blade shimmered with deadly intent, producing a series of four swift slashes, each one transforming into a faint blade shadow. With the fifth strike, the five blade shadows merged into one and cut through the air.

Simultaneously, the other three individuals mirrored the same action. Almost in perfect synchronization, they unsheathed their long sabers and unleashed simultaneous strikes from four different directions.

The blade light surged forth like an unstoppable tempest, expanding across Lin Yang's field of vision, growing ever larger. It enveloped him from all sides, leaving him no room to evade.

Raising his head, a glint of sharpness flashed in Lin Yang's eyes. The pressure generated by this blade assault invigorated his entire being, rousing his blood and Qi to instinctively vibrate. The vibrations fused into a harmonious frequency that resonated throughout his organs, muscles, bones, blood, and Qi, creating a symphony of coordinated power.

In the realm of martial arts, there existed a concept known as exerting power as one. It involved utilizing the core of one's blood and Qi to mobilize the collective strength of the entire body. However, achieving such a state was a rarity in normal circumstances.

Only in the face of imminent death could one's hidden potential surge forth, harnessing the full might of the body in unison.

Lin Yang sensed the pressure, yet it still felt somewhat lacking. Just a little more, and he would reach that state of complete unity.

"Perhaps my proficiency in Formations Dao has something to do with this," Lin Yang pondered. The perfect battle formation constructed by the four adversaries appeared riddled with flaws in his discerning eyes.

As a grandmaster of the Formations Dao, there wasn't a formation he couldn't comprehend.

"A battle formation hinges on unpredictability, with the flow of Qi interwoven like a single entity. The four sides converge to merge their strength, magnifying it severalfold. Nonetheless, breaking such a formation is not an arduous task. It requires interrupting their joint attack and destabilizing the connection of their Qi. The ideal approach would be to transform their four-person formation into a five-person formation, sowing confusion and disturbing their Qi flew!"