At the edge of the Void Sea, amid boundless white mist.
A tall half-man, half-deer figure slowly emerged from the fog, holding an enormous trident.
Faint violet light flowed endlessly along the sharp prongs.
Bai Ling's expression was indifferent, as though nothing else in the world concerned him. He wore a simple suit of silver armor, and a tiny emerald-yellow bird perched on his right shoulder.
"Found the Mutated Martial Artist's location." The little bird suddenly spoke in the sweet voice of a young girl.
Though the voice was childish, its tone was exceptionally solemn, creating a strange and eerie contrast.
"Lord Bai Ling, you may proceed with the teleportation. The location has been set. But should we prepare anything else? What if that Mutated Martial Artist is like the previous mutated giant demon..."
The little bird was worried, hopping restlessly back and forth across his shoulder.
"No." Bai Ling said calmly. "Two hundred years ago, I went to Yuan Yue and fought the martial artists there. But I was wounded by one of their experts, Modo, and had no choice but to return."
He paused.
"In Yuan Yue, only those two stand high above all else, looking down upon the world. They are Supreme Grandmasters. Such experts will not appear so easily again."
"But that human dared to charge straight into the heart of Linzhou. Without strength, he would never dare to be so arrogant." The little bird was puzzled.
"It doesn't matter." Bai Ling said softly.
He held the trident in one hand and raised it level to his right.
Throughout the surrounding void, countless wisps of Void Mist were swallowed by the trident's tip as though devoured by a whale.
Hiss.
The endless white mist transformed into demon power. Vast, refined demon power rapidly condensed into substance,