Spirit Liquid!
Bai Dongfeng's face went deathly pale in an instant. Within this sword strike, he actually sensed a trace of death. His body instinctively moved, wanting to evade the sword's power.
Bai Dongfeng rapidly gathered his spiritual power, condensing it into protective force.
But when Lin Bai's sword came down, it cleaved apart all the protective force around Bai Dongfeng in one stroke. Its unstoppable momentum continued toward the top of Bai Dongfeng's head.
Buzz—
The bone-chilling aura on Lin Bai's sword edge made Bai Dongfeng's entire body tremble uncontrollably.
Whoosh—
When this incomparably terrifying sword reached the top of Bai Dongfeng's head, it suddenly stopped. The icy edge of the demon sword halted three inches before Bai Dongfeng's throat.
Bai Dongfeng was dumbfounded. He had never imagined that he would actually lose to Lin Bai.
If Lin Bai had not wanted Bai Dongfeng to kneel and admit his mistake, that sword would likely have killed him outright.
"Admit your mistake, or die!" Lin Bai said indifferently.
Although Bai Dongfeng saw Lin Bai's sharp sword pointed at his throat, his expression remained cold and stern as he said, "You want me to admit my mistake to a group of martial artists from a low-level domain? I, Bai Dongfeng, can't do that!"
"So you're choosing death?" Lin Bai sneered.
Bai Dongfeng said resolutely, "You dare kill me? I'm a martial artist from the Divine Dragon Domain, not some martial artist from a low-level domain like you whom anyone can casually manipulate!"
"Heh!" Lin Bai snorted coldly. Hearing that Bai Dongfeng refused to admit his mistake, he immediately thrust his sword forward violently, about to pierce through Bai Dongfeng's throat. "That sword just now was originally meant to kill you. I spared your life only because I wanted you to kneel