Tianshan stood within Kunxu. It was an enormous mountain, blanketed in ice and snow year-round. Not a blade of grass grew upon its slopes, and it exuded an air of mystery.
Some even claimed that living immortals were healing their wounds atop Tianshan.
That made Tianshan all the more inscrutable.
At that moment, dressed in white, Lin Bai carried the demonic sword wrapped in the Blackwood Scabbard. From the foot of Tianshan, he followed an ancient path that was barely visible, step by step ascending toward the mountain's summit.
Half an hour later, Lin Bai braved the wind and snow to reach the summit of Tianshan. Looking up, he took in everything within ten thousand miles.
Lin Bai smiled faintly. Such scenery was indeed rare in the mortal world!
Yet as Lin Bai stood atop the mountain, freely admiring Tianshan's magnificent landscape, two men climbed step by step to the summit behind him.
Very soon, the two men appeared behind Lin Bai!
Without turning his head, Lin Bai gazed at the scenery beyond Tianshan and said with a chuckle, "I was wondering who had been sending people to investigate my whereabouts all along. So it was you!"
Lin Bai turned his head slightly and saw the two men behind him.
They were none other than Li Ge and Crow!
"The Li family's fugitive son, Li Ge!"
"A Blood Blade Hall warrior of the Heavenly Blade Tribe, Crow!"
Li Ge sneered coldly as he stared at Lin Bai. The icy killing intent in his eyes was bone-chilling.
Crow, however, said coldly, "Lin Bai, I told you that sooner or later, I'd make you pay for your blood debt with blood. Today is the perfect time!"
"On this day next year, you'll be commemorated as the dead!"
Crow stared at Lin Bai,