Serpent-Marked Table!
When Lin Bai became a Guest Elder, he had received a map of the Myriad Poisons Mountain Range. Thus, following the map, it took him only half an hour to travel from the Poison God Family's Guest Elder Residence to Cloudpeak Mountain.
When he arrived at Cloudpeak Mountain, Lin Bai was stunned by the sight before him.
The entire Cloudpeak Mountain was packed with martial artists.
They were so densely crowded that they blotted out the sky and sun.
Almost every patch of open ground had a martial artist on it.
Xu Li said, "It seems this banquet has even startled out those disciples of the Poison God Family who never leave seclusion."
"But it seems the Poison God Family made deliberate arrangements. Martial artists of the Death Reversal Realm can only stay halfway up the mountain, while only martial artists of the Apex Realm are qualified to go to the summit."
Hearing Xu Li's words, Lin Bai looked out over the mountain. The entire Cloudpeak Mountain was filled with martial artists of the Death Reversal Realm.
Yet he did not see a single martial artist of the Apex Realm.
As Lin Bai's gaze moved upward, he saw that the peak of Cloudpeak Mountain had been shaved flat by a single sword strike.
"What an incredible sword strike!" Lin Bai looked toward the mountaintop, where the peak had been sliced flat. Even now, a terrifying sword intent still flowed and eddied there.
Xu Li looked over as well and said softly, "That should be the swordsmanship of the personal guard beside the Seventeenth Prince. I estimate that only he could possess such swordsmanship."
Lin Bai asked curiously, "Brother Xu Li, do you seem to know who cut down the summit with a single sword strike?"
Xu Li said,