The four Black-Robed Men stood together, their entire bodies radiating a sinister aura. They remained silent, seemingly not even breathing, as though they were corpses!
Lin Bai looked at the four of them and said coldly, "Since you refuse to speak, I'll ask instead. Where is Crushing Mountain Demon Saint?"
"Hehe! So you're looking for that old man Crushing Mountain?" Hearing this, one of the four Black-Robed Men let out a sinister laugh before speaking.
Lin Bai froze and asked, "From the sound of that, none of you four is Crushing Mountain Demon Saint?"
One of the four said, "Yellow Immortal, Night Wolf, White Crane—it seems this kid already guessed our identities. Since that's the case, there's no need for us to keep pretending."
As he spoke, one of the four removed his cloak, revealing a pale male face. He stared at Lin Bai and smiled faintly. "My name is Dragon Scorpion!"
After Dragon Scorpion removed his cloak, the other three also took theirs off one by one, revealing their figures.
The first one on the left was a thin, tall old man who was little more than skin and bones. His face was yellow, and his entire body was covered in dense, though very pale, yellow hair.
This man was Yellow Immortal, one of the thirty-six Demon Saints of Ten Thousand Demons Valley!
The second one on the left was a gloomy-looking young man with blood-red eyes. His entire body radiated a violent aura, especially his hands, which were as powerful as immortal blades and emanated terrifying fluctuations of power.
He was Night Wolf, one of the thirty-six Demon Saints of Ten Thousand Demons Valley!
The remaining one was a refined scholar dressed in white, a smiling and elegant young master. He was White Crane, likewise one of the