The Demon Lord and the Thirty-Six Demon Saints!
Lin Bai walked out of the Five-Colors Pavilion. The final few words from the white-robed old man had opened the door to a whole new world for him.
"Yes, since I can't find a sword art suitable for Slaughter Intent in the lands south of the Five Ridges, why don't I create one myself?"
"My father was able to create the world-renowned 'Dragon Slaying' when he was in his twenties. Naturally, I can do the same."
Lin Bai's gaze grew firmer by the moment. He resolved to create a sword technique suited to himself.
After returning to Small Spirit Creek, Lin Bai comprehended the Sun-Swallowing Sword Art for three days before rising to leave Small Spirit Creek.
When he reached the mountain gate of the Reaching Heaven Sword Sect, he looked back toward Sword Reverent Peak and said indifferently, "Forget it. I'd better not report this to Sword Reverent. Once he learns that I'm going to Haijie City, he probably won't allow me to go."
"I'll leave secretly."
Lin Bai quietly left the Reaching Heaven Sword Sect alone and headed for Haijie City of the Lin Hai Dynasty.
When Lin Bai left the Reaching Heaven Sword Sect,
in a dark Underground Palace somewhere within the Litian Dynasty, a Black-Robed Old Man with a wrinkled face and a cloak walked step by step through a gloomy passageway until he reached its end.
At the end of the passageway stood an enormous Underground Palace. The surrounding walls were carved with rows of stone seats, their workmanship as uncanny as if they had been created by ghosts and spirits.
At this moment, a group of figures with powerful auras sat upright on those stone seats.
A careful count revealed that there were thirty-seven stone seats