"Who's playing tricks? Come out here!"
Su Tianlong gripped his sword and shouted coldly.
His voice echoed through the empty tomb manor, like a soul-seizing demonic sound.
Tap, tap—
The faint sound of footsteps approached. A man in white walked out of the dim passageway.
Chu Jiangliu and the group of tomb guardians all turned to look. When they saw the man in white, their faces filled with disbelief and utter astonishment!
The man was dressed entirely in white, though his clothes still bore dried bloodstains and were coated in thick dust, as if he had not moved for years, allowing dust to pile upon him like mountains.
His face was haggard and pale. It was the pallor of someone who had not seen sunlight for years, a ghastly whiteness that made him seem as though he had returned from hell, sending chills down the spine at a glance!
Stubble covered his face.
Most terrifying of all were his eyes.
They held no vitality whatsoever, filled instead with utter stillness and hollow emptiness.
He walked out of the dim passageway and stood before Su Tianlong.
"Sword King..."
Chu Jiangliu and the group of tomb guardians stared at the man in white in terror!
He was none other than Lin Bai, who had sat motionless in the Yin-Yang Grand Hall for two years!
And today, he had actually walked out!
Over the past two years, no matter how earth-shaking the disturbance in the tomb manor had been, no matter how earth-shaking the disturbance in Eastern Ridge had been, he had remained deaf to it all and utterly unconcerned. Yet now, he had actually come out!
"Ah!"
"Lin Bai!"
"He's the Five Peaks Holy Son who once possessed swordsmanship that reached the heavens and earth!"
"Lin Bai, who fought six old monsters