Wasted Sword Plains!
The area where Lin Bai now stood had only recently been struck by Violet Lightning. In the scorched earth at the bottom of the ten-thousand-zhang-deep crater, a few violet arcs still surged wildly, radiating destructive power that inspired dread at a glance.
Just now, Lin Bai had picked up a violet arc, only to be injured by it and drenched in cold sweat. Now, after discovering another violet arc in the scorched earth, Lin Bai slowly approached it. With a thought, he used his spiritual power to pull the arc out of the scorched earth.
Wrapped in spiritual power, the violet arc gathered without dispersing, crazily ramming into Lin Bai's bubble as if it were alive. This time, Lin Bai activated the power of two God Seals. The might of the Two-Calamity Dao Realm spread out, locking the arc inside the bubble.
But the violet arc still refused to calm down. Lin Bai seized the moment to examine it carefully. At that instant, his pupils narrowed. He discovered that the violet arc seemed to possess Ling Zhi and was trying to break out of the bubble sealing it.
The bubble remained in Lin Bai's hand for a quarter of an hour. At last, the violet arc smashed open a gap and escaped, rapidly dissipating into the space between heaven and earth.
Lin Bai immediately walked back into the scorched earth to search for other violet arcs that had not yet dispersed. Again and again, he wrapped the arcs in bubbles of spiritual power and placed them before his eyes for careful examination. The Crow did not disturb Lin Bai at first, but after they had wasted a full half-day in the scorched earth, it grew impatient. "Oh, Lin Bai, let's go. Let's hunt for treasures! There's nothing