Lin Bai looked up at the dumbstruck spectators throughout the arena, then lowered his head and glanced at the corpses beneath his feet, which had gone completely cold.
"Ninth layer of the Yin Saint Realm?"
"How did I not notice that I broke through?"
"What happened to me?"
Lin Bai could not help frowning as he pondered.
Xing Hai walked over with his hands clasped behind his back and said flatly, "Sword Demon, go down and rest for a while."
After putting away all the Demon Race corpses, Lin Bai silently turned and walked toward the passage, with Xing Hai following behind.
Lin Bai asked, "How long did I fight?"
Xing Hai said, "Seven days and seven nights."
A trace of confusion appeared on Lin Bai's face. He said, "Why don't I feel anything at all?"
Xing Hai said, "You fell into a certain kind of comprehension and became completely lost in it, so you had no idea what was happening outside. You didn't even know that you had achieved nine hundred and ninety-nine victories, nor that you had broken through to the ninth layer of the Yin Saint Realm."
After hearing Xing Hai's words, Lin Bai's face turned slightly pale.
Xing Hai said, "If we hadn't called you to stop, you would have kept fighting until you were utterly exhausted, until the spiritual power in your body was depleted, or even until you died!"
Lin Bai fell silent and said nothing.
Xing Hai said, "The intent you were comprehending must have been extremely difficult, right?"
Lin Bai said, "I had already crossed half the threshold. I didn't want to give up so easily, but I never expected that I would become trapped in it."
"Just as you said, if you hadn't called me to stop, I might really have