Lin Bai walked into the canyon and arrived at the edge of the Spirit Pool. Gazing at the milky-white water, he sensed an alluring immortal aura, as if entering it would let him ascend to immortality on the spot!
"Is this the Spirit Pool? What powerful spiritual energy!"
Lin Bai carefully inspected it and, after confirming there was nothing wrong, leaped into it.
The moment he entered the Dragon Pool, Lin Bai felt the pool water envelop him.
The water seemed to possess a life of its own as it began burrowing into Lin Bai's body, repairing the hidden injuries left by his severe wounds. At the same time, all that spiritual energy rapidly poured into his dantian.
Lin Bai's dantian and divine pill were like parched earth receiving sweet rain, greedily absorbing it.
At that moment, Lin Bai's withered Devouring Sword Soul also began to awaken. It silently circulated, absorbing the spiritual energy within the pool water.
As the pool water gradually repaired Lin Bai's dantian and divine pill, and the Devouring Sword Soul circulated and absorbed the energy within the water, several fragmented images suddenly appeared in Lin Bai's mind.
The images that suddenly appeared in Lin Bai's mind depicted a chaotic world.
Within that world stood a massive tomb.
Inside the tomb was a coffin.
Lin Bai frowned slightly as he watched the images emerging in his mind.
When the coffin appeared, the image twisted.
Then, a second image appeared.
Before the coffin stood a martial artist covered in blood. He had seemingly endured countless hardships and fought through one bloody battle after another before reaching this place.
He gazed at the coffin, a complicated expression appearing on his face. It was impossible to tell whether he was delighted or wary.
He opened the coffin and took