The Third Formation! Ascension Hall!
Lin Bai dragged his grievously wounded body into the Third Formation. Blood covered him from head to toe, his face was pale, his breathing ragged, and he swayed on the verge of collapse. Anyone could tell that Lin Bai had just endured a fierce battle!
Lin Bai stood on the White Jade Ancient Road and slowly raised his feet, walking forward step by step toward the mountaintop.
After advancing less than a hundred steps, Lin Bai's vision suddenly opened up.
When he reached the mountaintop, he found a vast square there. The square was paved with neat, square white jade tiles.
At the far end of the square, an extraordinarily magnificent palace stood beneath the firmament. From a distance, Lin Bai could clearly see the three characters "Ascension Hall" written on the palace's plaque.
At that moment, dozens of martial artists stood throughout the square in different directions.
Each stood atop a single paving stone without moving, as though they did not dare advance.
"It's you!"
"It's you!"
"How could it be you!"
When Lin Bai entered the square, several martial artists there cried out in alarm.
Lin Bai focused his gaze and saw that among the dozens of martial artists in the square were several people he knew: Young Master Wu Dao and E Long, Zuo Song of Hunyuan Sect, Shen Qianlang of Overlord Blade City, Yun Shenyuan of Dongyang City, Li Qingxin of Gourd Mountain, and Fairy Miaoyu Bai Man of Water Cloud Sect.
It was these people who had cried out when Lin Bai stepped into the square.
There was even a thick killing intent in the eyes of Zuo Song and E Long as they looked at Lin Bai.
Although they wanted to kill Lin Bai, they seemed unable to move