Lantern-Carrying Old Man!
"Who's there?"
"How could such a formidable sword cultivator be here?"
"This person's swordsmanship is incredible! We're no match for him!"
"He actually killed the Lion King from North Mang Mountain with a single sword strike! Heavens, he was a Demon Race powerhouse at the seventh level of the Yin Saint Realm!"
Lin Bai transformed into a streak of white light, constantly darting back and forth before Immortal Cave Mountain.
Time flew by. After Lin Bai slew more than a dozen demonic beasts at the seventh level of the Yin Saint Realm, the first light of dawn gradually began to rise in the east. This made all the disciples of the Reaching Heaven Sword Sect secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
Senior Sister Jing Shu said, "Senior Brother Dongfang, thanks for your effort. The demonic beasts have all retreated beyond the formation. We should have made it through the night, right?"
Lin Bai looked around. There truly were no demonic beasts left. He took out the Sound Transmission Talisman and said softly, "Since that's the case, Senior Sister Jing Shu, tell all the disciples to return."
Jing Shu replied, "All right."
Putting away the Sound Transmission Talisman, Lin Bai was about to return to Immortal Cave Mountain.
But just as Lin Bai was about to leave, his brows suddenly furrowed. He looked around and thought coldly, Why do I feel like someone is watching me?
After hesitating briefly, Lin Bai continued forward.
Yet after Lin Bai had taken five steps, he suddenly drew the demon sword and spun around, slashing out. A peerlessly sharp sword light shot toward a large tree ahead!
Boom—
The sword light struck the tree, sending wood chips flying. A figure leaped rapidly from behind it and appeared in midair.
"Hmph, hmph. Are