Strong Foes Descend!
Lin Bai rose from the ground and drew the Demon Sword. His expression gradually turned cold. Bathed in moonlight, the Demon Sword grew increasingly cold and piercing, and even Jing Shu felt the suffocating killing intent radiating from Lin Bai.
"I'll go."
Lin Bai spoke with a grim expression.
"Tell me the location." Lin Bai's voice was calm.
Jing Shu hurriedly nodded. "West, eight thousand li away!"
The moment Jing Shu finished speaking, Lin Bai's body vanished from the platform of Immortal Cave Mountain, transforming into a streak of flowing light that shot westward.
"Senior Brother Dongfang, be careful..." Jing Shu hurriedly looked at Lin Bai's back and called out worriedly.
Whoosh—
A streak of flowing light tore through the dense darkness and shot westward!
Eight thousand li away, a mass of black mist shrouded the sky, churning ceaselessly. It seemed to conceal a terrifying demon king who had thrown the world into chaos.
Beneath the black mist, Luo Xuan was covered in blood. He spat blood as he staggered backward in a sorry state!
"Heh heh, this year's martial artist guarding Immortal Cave Mountain is much stronger than those from previous years. You actually managed to last a hundred moves against me. Among martial artists at the fourth level of the Yin Saint realm, you can be considered quite formidable."
A deep, hoarse voice came from within the black mist.
Luo Xuan clenched his teeth, blood flowing all over his body as he continuously used his movement technique to retreat.
"Being able to last a hundred moves means you can die smiling. Yet you still want to escape from me? Aren't you taking me a little too lightly?" The black mist let out a cold laugh. A beast claw reached out from within, carrying horrifying power