Miraculous Demon Scripture!
Within Demon God Ridge, in an unknown mountain forest, miasma curled through the air as crows perched on branches, cawing eerily. Inside the hollowed-out trunk of a dead old tree, a ruddy-faced young man sat cross-legged. At that moment, he slowly opened his eyes...
"After seven days of healing, my injuries have more or less recovered!"
This person was none other than Lin Bai, who had fled Barren Mountain Dragon City. After parting from Hong Ding, Lin Bai had not hurried to leave Demon God Ridge. Instead, he had found a secluded place within it and sat down to heal. If Lin Bai had left Demon God Ridge right then, he might have walked straight into the Four Great Demon Races' trap.
He stepped out of the tree hollow and stretched his limbs. When he looked up, he saw the crow perched on a branch, looking utterly dejected, as though it had lost its soul. Lin Bai knew it was still heartbroken over the treasures inside the Tomb of the Demon Gods that they had failed to take. Thinking of this, Lin Bai also felt somewhat guilty toward the crow.
He had originally promised the crow that after obtaining the Ancient Dao Divine Scripture, he would go and take all the treasures from the other nine secret chambers. But at the time, he had been entangled with a woman from the Mountain Dragon Clan, blocked by the General Automaton, and grievously wounded. If he had insisted on going, certain death would have awaited him!
Afterward, once he had emerged, he had also told Hong Ding all the details about the Tomb of the Demon Gods. If the human race went treasure hunting, they would naturally be far more familiar with the place. This had also left the