The night was dark, the wind fierce.
In the wild countryside.
Sparse stars and a pale moon hung in the heavens.
Inside a dilapidated, abandoned Taoist Temple, there was no bonfire and no lamp.
A group of figures gathered in the gloom, the atmosphere oppressively heavy.
"Little Friend Mu Bai, can you still hold on?"
Mei Furen asked worriedly.
In a corner nearby, Mu Bai nodded. "I can!"
His injuries were grave, and the vital aura around him was on the verge of exhaustion and collapse.
Even his cold, hardened face had turned pale as paper.
Most fatal of all, a vicious blood-red power of the Great Dao was eroding the life force within him!
Mei Furen and the others were helpless against it.
For that blood-red power had come from Old Man Lingji!
A founder-Grandmaster-level existence who had stepped onto the pinnacle of the God Domain long ago!
In the God Domain World, Old Man Lingji, the Grandmaster of the Lingji God Court, was extraordinarily mysterious and low-profile, rarely leaving any trace in the world.
Just as the legends said!
Yesterday, this terrifying existence had suddenly appeared and found Mu Bai. Without a word, he directly dealt Mu Bai a vicious blow!
At that time, even Mei Furen, Devouring Void Daoist, and White Bone Old Demon joining forces had been no match for him; Old Man Lingji had easily crushed them.
At the crucial moment, the Heaven Hatred Blade had burst forth from nowhere and frightened off the Fisherman, allowing Mei Furen and the others to seize the chance to rescue Mu Bai.
But Mu Bai's injuries were far too severe.
No one could dissolve the power the Fisherman had left inside him. There was no medicine to save him; they could only watch helplessly as Mu Bai's life