"He actually cleaved Dragon Blood Mountain apart!"
Zhu Jingyi's eyes flashed as he spoke in disbelief.
Previously, Zhu Jingyi had tried everything he could think of. He had hacked and hewn at it with blades and axes, yet he could not shake it in the slightest.
But Lin Bai had merely swung his sword casually and cleaved Dragon Blood Mountain apart, even obtaining three Dragon Blood Crystals!
One had to know that if some effort were spent refining these three Dragon Blood Crystals, perhaps a drop of Divine Dragon Blood could still be extracted from them.
This was genuine Divine Dragon Blood. Its value could not be compared to those ancestral-return bloodlines, nor could Flood Dragon Blood replace it.
Zhang Quan exclaimed in surprise, "If he can cleave Dragon Blood Mountain apart, does that mean he can also cut off a scale?"
Just as Zhang Quan was about to ask Lin Bai for his help,
Zhu Jingyi suddenly stepped forward and said coldly, "Brat, hand over the Dragon Blood Crystals in your possession, or I'll make sure you die without an intact corpse today!"
Lin Bai was holding the three Dragon Blood Crystals and examining them when he heard this. His expression immediately turned cold, and he looked toward Zhu Jingyi. "Dragon Blood Mountain is right here, and it's so huge. If you have the ability, go and take them yourself."
Zhu Jingyi gritted his teeth. "Fine. Then hand over the method you used to cleave Dragon Blood Mountain apart!"
Lin Bai said, "I don't have any method. I just happened to cleave it apart with a few casual strikes."
Zhu Jingyi's eyes turned cold. "You still dare to lie? It seems I'll have to capture you first and decide what to do with you afterward!"
Zhu Jingyi's ruthlessness had