Yun Lintian stared at Han Bingling in astonishment. He didn't expect she was this powerful… So she always hiding her power for all this time? Yun Lintian thought.

Han Bingling's simple action once again made Yun Lintian realize how shallow his experience was, but he could not be blamed for this since he did not have much chance to witness the battle of this level. 

"No wonder your nephew become like this. You are no better than him." Han Bingling said coldly. She flicked her hand slightly, and another ice lance appeared above Lin Wuwei's head.

This time, Lin Changkong was scared witless. He always thought with all of his power, at least, he could give Han Bingling trouble, but the reality was a world apart from what he expected. Now, he deeply realized how scary the Frozen Moon Palace Master was.

Although Lin Changkong knew he could not resist Han Bingling, after all, his nephew was about to die in front of him. How could he do nothing and watch Lin Wuwei die?

"Argh!" Lin Changkong roared furiously, and a strong aura burst out from his body. Countless deadly profound lights, once again, covered the sky. This time, he poured every ounce of his profound energy into this attack, as it was his last struggle. 

"Useless struggle." Han Bingling uttered, and she pointed her finger at the sky, and a bone-freezing storm instantly condensed before sweeping past the deadly profound lights away.

Puff!

The ice lance directly pierced through Lin Wuwei's head shattered his entire skull as well as his life. The heavenly genius of the era had died just like that. 

Lin Changkong coughed up fresh blood when he saw this scene. He stared at Han Bingling and Yun Lintian with hatred, as though he wanted to eat them alive. His face turned hideous before he charged forward, intending to do self-destruction. If Lin Changkong successfully denoted his Profound Vein, without a doubt, everyone in the five hundred kilometers radius would turn into ashes.

Yun Lintian's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect Lin Changkong would be this decisive. Typically, a monarch like Lin Changkong would cherish his life very much. After all, it wasn't easy to climb up to this point. This was why Yun Lintian didn't believe Lin Changkong would do something like this.

Yun Lintian's pupils turned golden, and several silver needles appeared in his hand. With a slight flick of his wrist, all the silver needles went straight to Lin Changkong's body and successfully pierced into his profound entrances.

Fortunately, Lin Changkong was in a state of madness and ignored everything. Otherwise, Yun Lintian wouldn't definitely succeed. 

It was at this moment, Lin Changkong regained his sense and discovered he could not circulate his profound energy. When he realized his profound entrances were blocked by silver needles, he was furious and roared maniacally. "I WILL KILL YOU!"

Han Bingling was surprised slightly by Yun Lintian's swift and precise action. She glanced at him briefly and turned to look at Lin Changkong, who just fell onto the ground.

"Any last word?" Han Bingling asked. 

Lin Changkong's trembled slightly and then burst into mad laughter. "Hahaha! I, Lin Changkong, never thought I would die because of an Origin Profound trash! How ridiculous!!" He glanced at Han Bingling and said. "If you want to kill me, just kill! Why bother to ask me?"

Han Bingling took a deep look at Lin Changkong and said. "Very good." Following that, she pointed her finger at Lin Changkong's head, preparing to finish him off.

"Please stay your hand, Palace Master Han." All of a sudden, a deep voice resounded from the sky, causing everyone to raise their head.

Han Bingling's expression did not change in the slightest, as though she had already expected this person to come. She glanced upward slightly and said. "It's been a while, Patriarch Lin."

The one coming was an old man with a long white beard and hair. The first impression Yun Lintian got from him was a kind of benevolent and friendly old man as his eyes were drooped slightly and coupled with a kind smile hung on his lips. He was clad in a plain pale white robe without any decoration or symbol. No one would believe he was the current patriarch of the famous Lin clan just by his appearance alone.

With Han Bingling's presence, Yun Lintian boldly observed the old man with his Eyes of Heaven. The result shocked Yun Lintian to the core because this old man possessed colossus energy that was equally to Han Bingling's. It was no wonder Han Bingling would be this cautious against him.

The old man, Lin Canghai, turned to Yun Lintian and showed a cordial smile. "Young man, may I know your name?"

Yun Lintian furrowed his brows and didn't want to answer.

"He's not bad. He came here a long time ago before me but didn't interfere when I killed Lin Wuwei. I think you understand what it means." Suddenly, Han Bingling's voice rang out in Yun Lintian's mind.

Yun Lintian glanced at Han Bingling and then turned to Lin Canghai, cupping his fists, and said. "This junior is Yun Lintian."

At this moment, Yun Qianxue, Yun Lingwei, Linlin, and Yang Chen had already moved to Yun Lintian's side, preparing to fight at any time.

"Yun Lintian… Good name." Lin Canghai smiled faintly while stroking his long beard. "Are you coming here for the profound academy?"

Yun Lintian replied truthfully. "Yes, Senior."

"Good. A talented young man like you deserves to enter the academy." Lin Canghai nodded satisfyingly and turned to Han Bingling. "Shall we end this matter here, Palace Master Han?"

Han Bingling smiled and said. "Of course. The culprit has been punished. This matter ends here."

Instead of feeling resentment, Lin Changkong, who was lying on the ground, looked at Lin Canghai in despair. He naturally understood the meaning behind the old man's words. His nephew had definitely died in vain this time, and he could not have the chance to revenge.