Lin Bai had been at Tiger Island Strait for seven days. Over those seven days, the number of outer disciples had steadily dwindled—from two hundred thousand on the third day, to one hundred thousand on the fifth, and now only around seventy thousand remained!
Just as Lin Bai had predicted, if things continued like this, all the outer disciples here would probably leave within three days!
Lin Bai had no intention of lending a hand either. This was originally a matter for the outer sect, a trial for the outer sect. Lin Bai really shouldn't interfere!
He had only brought Bao'er along to have some fun.
That day, Hu Xin'er saw the seventy thousand outer disciples before Tiger Island Strait begin moving one after another, slowly drawing closer to the strait. "Lin Bai, those outer disciples seem to be preparing to launch their final attack."
Lin Bai took a sip of wine and said, "They should have launched a fierce attack long ago. They should have attacked seven days ago. Back then, there were still two hundred thousand outer disciples. If they had charged into Tiger Island Strait together, I refuse to believe that so many people couldn't have forced open a weak point!"
"They still haven't launched a fierce attack, and I'm almost out of wine."
Lin Bai shook the Azure Gourd and said with a laugh.
Hu Xin'er stood on the spirit boat, watching the scene ahead.
"Kill!"
"Charge!"
"Wipe out those pirates!"
"Storm Tiger Island!"
At that moment, countless outer disciples surged toward Tiger Island Strait like a swarm, charging into it.
When the pirates on the islands within saw the outer disciples charging over, they immediately activated the formations. Layer upon layer of mist rolled through the gorge, and the martial artists who charged into the