Reunion with the Remnants of Sword Lake!
In the room, Lin Bai sat cross-legged in cultivation. Just then, the spirit boat suddenly shook violently, jolting him awake.
Lin Bai sensed that a powerful force had struck the rear of the spirit boat.
In the next moment, Lin Bai's figure blurred and vanished directly from the room. When he reappeared, he was already on the deck. Appearing alongside him were more than a dozen martial artists from the Sun Palace.
Shui Yunmeng and Xiao Zong stood at the very front.
When Lin Bai arrived on the deck and looked up, he saw several hundred figures standing in the surrounding sky. They were all dressed in black robes and black bamboo hats, each gripping a gleaming sharp sword as they encircled the spirit boat.
"People from Sword Lake!" Zhu Jing came onto the deck and, seeing their attire and the sharp swords in their hands, could not help shouting in alarm.
Xiao Zong swept his gaze across them and chuckled. "I wonder why all of you have blocked our path?"
"My cultivation recently reached a bottleneck, so I came to borrow a few spiritual herbs from the disciples of the Sun Palace." One of the black-clad men spoke coldly. "Please leave behind all the spiritual herbs you brought from the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion!"
"Then it seems you are the remnants of Sword Lake who have been plundering our Sun Palace's spiritual herbs these past few months?" Xiao Zong said with a faint smile.
"One sentence. Are you giving them to us or not?" the black-clad man asked coldly, unwilling to waste any more words with Xiao Zong.
"No!" Xiao Zong replied with a smile, a hint of provocation in his expression.
"Then don't blame us for showing no mercy. Attack! Kill them!"