"Haha, Lin Bai, you sure talk big. I'd like to see how you're going to turn this place into a river of blood today!"
"Martial artists from the Myriad Domains of the Eastern Continent, this man is Lin Bai, a martial artist from the Myriad Kingdoms Domain. Never mind that Lin Bai suppressed more than two thousand prodigies in Exiled Immortal City—more than twenty years ago, our Myriad Domains suffered grievous losses in that bloody battle... Don't you want revenge?"
"Kill Lin Bai! Avenge our blood feud from more than twenty years ago!"
One martial artist after another let out shrill, furious roars, their eyes bloodshot as they looked at Lin Bai.
At that moment, on Puppet Mountain, tens of thousands of martial artists had stopped fighting their opponents. Half of them turned to look at Lin Bai, their eyes revealing a trace of icy intent.
"Brother Yi Tong is right. We must avenge the blood feud from more than twenty years ago!"
"That's right. Today, every martial artist from the Myriad Kingdoms Domain—whether your name is Lin Bai or Lin Hei—will surely die!"
As the martial artists gathered around him, angry words filled their mouths.
Lin Bai was taken aback. Looking at the person who had first brought up the blood feud from more than twenty years ago, he said coolly, "Your name is Yi Tong? I remember you're the thirty-eighth-ranked prodigy in the Eastern Continent Records."
The martial artist named Yi Tong sneered. "That's right. It's me!"
Lin Bai nodded slightly. "Then you should have quite a lot of tribute on you."
Yi Tong sneered. "Lin Bai, you want to rob me of my tribute? Hmph. You'd better think carefully about how you're going to leave this place alive. The tens of thousands of martial artists here will