193: Chapter 192 focuses on forgetting one's roots! Who gave you permission to claim kinship?

Everyone at the Ghost Clan Base was stunned.

The scene was deathly silent!

Just a moment ago, the sky above had split open, revealing a pitch-black maw!

A ridiculously massive palm had slammed down from the clouds, and a terrifying pressure that seemed to suppress the ages instantly blanketed the entire Ghost Clan mountain.

There were no flashy special effects, just a simple, straightforward palm strike.

Han Er, who had been howling and brandishing a Saint's talisman just moments ago, ready to risk his life against Chen Lin, hadn't even lasted a single second.

Snap!

His Life Wheel Realm peak ghost body shattered into clouds of black smoke on the spot, not leaving even a shred of his soul behind.

The terrifying pressure made the ghost generals at the scene nearly drop to their knees.

"What happened?"

"Holy shit, why did the sky collapse just now?"

"Where's Han Er? Gone in an instant?"

"No, who! Who set off a nuke?!"

"..."

On the other side, after his initial shock, Chen Lin looked up at the sky with a face full of confusion.

At this moment, he had landed at the Ghost Clan Base, but not a single ghost cultivator went up to tear him apart.

Everyone was still reeling from that terrifying palm strike.

People say that when a person experiences something that shatters their worldview, their brain briefly crashes—just like a newborn antelope encountering a pouncing lion.

They can't move; they absolutely cannot move.

They just freeze right there!

Just a moment ago, they had been arrogant beyond measure, thinking that with their Saint ancestor guarding them and their overwhelming numbers, they had Chen Lin in the bag.

But after this palm strike, everyone's eyes became clear!

Within the entire Ghost Clan Base, the several thousand ghost soldiers and ghost generals didn't even dare to breathe, and the whole place was terrifyingly quiet.

On the other side, after his shock, Han Tian looked at Chen Lin in disbelief.

A bad thought appeared in his mind...

Could it be that just now...

Just as he was thinking this, Chen Lin's gaze turned towards him.

Their eyes met.

One had a pale face, while the other revealed a chilling smile.

At this moment, Chen Lin understood a little.

His martial brain began to work.

So... he wasn't fighting alone.

To verify this, Chen Lin hesitated for a moment, then casually pointed at a block-headed ghost general at the scene.

Block-head: ???

The next second, the giant palm descended again.

That block-headed one didn't even get a word out before his ghost body was directly slapped into nothingness!

Holy shit, isn't this awesome?

At this moment, Chen Lin understood completely!

On the other side, no matter how slow the other ghost generals were, they understood what was going on now!

"So this isn't some reckless brute, this is a fucking ancestor!"

So what if he barged into the Ghost Clan Base?

He just points at whoever he doesn't like.

It's like the King of Hell picking soldiers.

How scary... no, how terrifying for ghosts, right?!

A group of ghost generals turned pale, their voices trembling as they spoke.

"It's over. This kid holds a nuke summoner; what do we do?"

"Hiss! What kind of background is this? So badass? I couldn't even muster the thought of resisting that palm; even our Saint ancestor isn't this exaggerated!"

"Could it be his father? Chen Niu?"

"No, who is Chen Niu? How come I've never heard of him? Could he be some hidden Saint from our Ghost Clan?"

"There are no Great Sages of the Ghost Clan with the surname Chen! Besides, where is our ancestor? People have broken into our home, why hasn't the ancestor come out yet?"

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask! My legs are shaking!"

"..."

After discussing back and forth, not a single ghost could come up with a real answer, so they reached a unified conclusion: this young master in front of them was someone they couldn't afford to provoke—absolutely could not provoke.

On the other side.

The expression on Han Tian's face was extremely colorful, ranging from shock to fear, and from fear to despair, until he finally forced out a smile that looked worse than crying.

He took a deep breath and slowly walked toward Chen Lin.

His posture changed from his previous arrogance and domineering manner to one of fawning submissiveness.

"Kid..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Han Tian wanted to slap himself.

Why was his mouth so damn loose?

Why was he still calling him "kid"?

He quickly changed his tone and said with a smile: "Young Master Chen, didn't you say you wanted to leave just now?"

"I'll notify everyone to clear the way for you immediately. Do you think that's okay?"

When his voice fell, Chen Lin didn't answer but slowly walked in front of Han Tian.

Han Tian's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat.

But Chen Lin reached out, grabbed Han Tian's head, and began to rub it slowly, just like one would rub walnuts.

Han Tian froze in place, his scalp stinging from the rubbing, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

While rubbing, Chen Lin spoke playfully: "Just now, when I was alone, you told me to get lost. I won't hold that against you."

"Now that my father, Chen Niu, has exerted his power, what should you call me?"

Han Tian's head was being spun like a top, suffering endless humiliation, but he dared not resist.

He struggled to pull at the corners of his mouth, his voice trembling: "Master... Master Chen?"

"Hmm. And then?" Chen Lin nodded, his hand strength not decreasing.

Han Tian was about to cry, his brain spinning rapidly, and he tentatively added: "I... I am your grandson?"

"Get lost, you're trying to claim kinship now."

"Can you bear the karma of the Chen family?"

Chen Lin kicked Han Tian over in disgust, like kicking a dog.

Han Tian stumbled a few steps, knocking over two ghost soldiers, but didn't dare say a word.

He could only cover his aching head and retreat respectfully to the side, still wearing a fawning smile on his face.

Hehe.

"Master Lin is really strong."

"It really hurt when you kicked me."

"Damn, what a wretch."

Chen Lin clapped his hands and swaggered toward Zhou Tieshan.

The surrounding Ghost Clan members looked as if they had seen the King of Hell, scrambling to make way and wishing they could stay eight zhang away from him.

A few timid ones who were slow to react were slapped aside by the ghost generals behind them: "Don't block the way! If you want to die, don't drag us down with you!"

Chen Lin walked up to Zhou Tieshan.

Zhou Tieshan's mouth was gagged, his eyes red and brimming with tears.

Chen Lin yanked the cloth from his mouth and quickly untied the ropes in a few swift motions.

"Uncle Zhou, are you okay?"

Zhou Tieshan wiped away his tears, nodding and shaking his head, his mouth mumbling indistinctly: "I... I'm fine, Little Lin, you... your father he..."

Chen Lin patted his shoulder without explaining, simply turning around to scan all the Ghost Clan members present.

Wherever his gaze landed, not a single ghost dared to meet his eyes, and they all lowered their heads.

They wished they could stuff their heads into their crotches.

Don't look at me, don't look at me...

Chen Lin sneered: "Who else?"

The entire scene was silent, not a sound to be heard.

No one answered, and no one dared to answer.

But in this silence, there's always some smart-ass who can't read the room.

His name was Han Long, and he had a fanatical, blind worship of the Ghost Clan.

He believed that among the ten alien races, the Ghost Clan was number one!

All living beings in the world were just nourishment for the Ghost Clan!

If this were wartime, he would definitely be a suicide squad leader.

Even while dying, he would still have to shout: "For the glory of the Ghost Clan!"

At this moment, Han Long's eyes were bloodshot, and his stubbornness flared up again.

He felt that his spiritual world had been trampled upon by Chen Lin, this inferior nourishment!

"My Ghost Clan is a great clan!"

"You, a human, dare to humiliate us like this."

"How bold!"

"A mere human dares to challenge the world; let me, Han Long, take your dog life."

Han Long roared, then gripped the self-destruct button.

A Life Wheel Realm self-detonation was no joke.

The ghosts at the scene were all shocked.

Ah Zhen, you're for real?

No way, is your Ghost Clan sense of honor really that strong?

Chen Lin frowned.

He could rely on his physical body to withstand the opponent's self-detonation, but Uncle Zhou...

Damn it!

Just as he was preparing to do something, a change occurred at the scene.

The white-haired Great Sage of the Ghost Clan shot into the sky, holding a green blade, and directly chopped Han Long down!

"Insolent! Is Young Master Chen someone that trash like you can threaten?"

After killing his own kin for the sake of righteousness, the Great Sage of the Ghost Clan slid over to Chen Lin and fawned: "So it is the son of Chen Niu."

"Oh my, this old man was truly muddled, nearly letting my clansman do such a bad thing."

"Young Master Chen, how has your father been lately???"

"Get lost, what kind of status do you have to ask about my father?"

Great Sage of the Ghost Clan: ???

(The author dares to ask for some gifts!)