Wishful Ring!
Lin Bai sped away and entered the city.
A dense aura of death spread through the city.
When Lin Bai stepped into the city, he saw white bones littering the streets. These martial artists had clearly died in this city fifty thousand years ago.
Lin Bai even saw that many of the skeletons still had Storage Bags hanging from their waists.
After entering the city, Lin Bai's figure flashed and vanished from the street.
Situ Yuntian entered the city soon after. Looking around, he said coldly, "Where did he go? That bastard disappeared without a trace the moment he entered the city!"
The other four said, "Senior Brother Situ, this place seems to be... the City of the Living Dead!"
Situ Yuntian said, "The City of the Living Dead recorded in the ancient texts!"
"Find that brat. While you're at it, see if we can find any other treasures!"
Whoosh—
After entering the City of the Living Dead, Lin Bai transformed into a streak of light and vanished straight down the street.
Lin Bai moved extremely fast and was somewhat flustered, so he did not stop to pick up the many Storage Bags scattered across the ground.
After crossing several streets, Lin Bai found a dilapidated residence. He entered it and warily sensed the movements around him.
"The City of the Living Dead is extremely dangerous. Even Situ Yuntian has to tread carefully after entering it. It seems I've temporarily shaken them off." Lin Bai took a deep breath in the dilapidated courtyard.
Soon, Lin Bai found a secluded spot and sat down cross-legged. He first took out an Earth Profound Pill and began recovering from his injuries.
An hour later, Lin Bai's injuries and spiritual power had recovered to their peak. Only then did he take