Chapter 272
Lin Hui stood outside the cave, sensing the increasingly weak auras of the five Truebloods inside. Ultimately, he turned and walked away without entering.
One plants the cause; one must reap what follows.
The Truebloods were only suffering what they had inflicted upon ordinary people for so long. He had no right to grant forgiveness on behalf of the ordinary martial artists and Called Ones. He only wanted to find the person he sought and bring them to safety.
Taking to the air once more, Lin Hui pressed on.
He gradually encountered more hidden caves. In nearly half of them, the ordinary populace had turned the tables, besieging and abusing Truebloods—even the Trueblood Nobles. Because Trueblood Nobles typically possessed striking appearances, they suffered even greater torments in these environments. Most were humiliated to death; a few were beaten, bound, and imprisoned. Some had even been broken like beautiful pets, completely stripped of their will.
Lin Hui did not interfere; he merely accelerated in silence.
Thunder gradually rolled across the sky, and a fine rain began to fall. Lin Hui soon arrived at the former site of Xinyu Town.
A sea of ruins and rubble stretched in every direction. Not a single structure remained standing. Raindrops struck the dust-covered ground, kicking up a faint, earthy mist.
Lin Hui walked slowly through the ruins, expanding his mind-spirit to scan for any signs of life.