After taking all the red pearl offerings from Ding Huo's Storage Bag, Lin Bai turned and walked away.
Lin Xiaoqing, Gu Yuan, Lei Chong, and Chai Ming's eyes narrowed deeply as they glanced at Ding Huo's corpse on the ground. Their expressions were all extremely grim.
At that moment, Lin Xiaoqing slowly walked over and carried away Ding Huo's corpse. The instant her hand touched it, wisps of Emerald Flames drifted into her long sleeve and vanished without a trace.
The Emerald Flames seemed never to have appeared at all. They came without the slightest warning, and no one saw them—not even Yin Jiuling noticed what had happened!
With the battle here concluded, the other warriors' battles were also basically nearing their ends.
Lin Bai walked over to Yin Jiuling, clasped his fists, and said, "Thank you for speaking up to help me just now. Otherwise, I might have suffered in Wu He's illusion."
Yin Jiuling's deathly still face remained utterly expressionless. He said indifferently, "It's nothing. Even if I hadn't warned you, with your talent, that illusion could have trapped you for three breaths at most."
"My name is Yin Jiuling."
Yin Jiuling introduced himself to Lin Bai.
"I am Lin Bai." Lin Bai smiled and clasped his fists.
Yin Jiuling smiled faintly and swept his gaze across the scene. "Brother Lin, after today's battle, you can be said to have made a name for yourself throughout the Eastern Continent. Half of the experts in Wu He and Shi Zhongxian's Heaven's Pride Alliance fell to you."
Lin Bai shook his head. "I merely got lucky. There's nothing worth praising."
"Luck?" Yin Jiuling smiled. "I don't think so. With so many trump cards at Brother Lin's disposal, even if I went all out, I might not be able to shake