Starmoon Prefecture! Ma Ling!
Lin Bai raised his sword to block. The punch slammed into the blade, and he immediately felt a scorching heat radiating from it, hot enough to sting his hand.
This surprised Lin Bai. After all, the Demon Sword was forged from Chaos Divine Iron, a unique divine metal even in the Spirit Realm. Ordinary flames, blades, and axes could hardly damage it, yet this punch had left him feeling its searing heat.
"Die! Die! Die! Die!"
Wang Li attacked Lin Bai like a mad demon. His eyes were blood-red, his body gaunt and corpse-like. He was delirious and frenzied, just as Starmoon Prefecture's earlier investigation had described—the martial artists of Tiangang Sect seemed to have cultivated some kind of evil art that often caused their vicious natures to erupt, making it difficult for ordinary people to approach them.
"Could this be a secret technique within the Tiangang Blood Ignition Art?"
Lin Bai did not meet Wang Li head-on. Instead, he continuously dodged his attacks with his movement technique while carefully observing Wang Li's every move.
"He's burning his vital blood and lifespan!"
A sharp glint flashed through Lin Bai's eyes. He noticed that the vital blood within Wang Li's body was rapidly vanishing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The immense vitality around him was also gradually turning into deathly aura. If this continued, Wang Li would surely die from depleted vital blood and exhausted lifespan even without Lin Bai taking action.
A brilliant light flickered in Lin Bai's eyes. He stopped retreating blindly, spun around, and struck with his sword, clashing with Wang Li and sending him staggering backward. In a cold voice, he said, "Stop using that evil art. You'll die!"
Wang Li coughed up blood, a crazed smile curling across his