Before everyone could respond, Lin Yun entered the two Saint Clans’ party with the black-clothed youth in his hand. He was fast and swung the black-clothed youth around, easily sending several people flying away.

He didn’t go easy on them and even circulated the Azure Dragon Saint Art while using the black-clothed youth as a weapon. Those hit by him were in great pain, and the black-clothed youth nearly lost it.

“You bastard! Let me go now!” The black-clothed youth was covered in wounds, and he could feel that his bones were on the verge of shattering whenever he collided with a person. If this continued, he would be toyed to death.

“Lin Yun, just you wait! Kill me if you have the guts!” The black-clothed youth was so furious that he threw out blood, but Lin Yun didn’t bother with him and continued to sweep through the two Saint Clans’ geniuses.

Whenever those geniuses saw Lin Yun, their...