The Seven Fiends of Tongxin Mountain pursued Lin Bai. They looked fierce and imposing, but Lin Bai was not panicking in the slightest.
It was not that Lin Bai lacked the ability to kill them in retaliation. Rather, he was considering whether he should kill them at all!
Lin Bai's situation on the ninth level was precarious. Everyone on the ninth level knew that he possessed a Dao Divine Weapon and Mystic Fire Dao Aura. If Lin Bai wasted time killing these seven members of the Demon Race here, he would inevitably attract even more cultivators.
Long Han of the Demon Race had held something in reserve. Lin Bai did not believe Ji Tai of the ghost cultivators had no backup plan either. Most likely, Ji Tai was already calling friends and allies. Before long, the entire ninth level would be flooded with large numbers of ghost cultivators and members of the Demon Race. By then, demons and monsters would run rampant.
As for the human race, the news would spread quickly as well. By then, quite a few human experts would enter the ninth level. Although there was a chain of human interests binding them together, not every human would be as law-abiding as Xu Shui and that sword cultivator from the Nangong Lineage. There would inevitably be some petty villains among them!
After weighing the pros and cons, Lin Bai silently shook his head. Starting a great battle in the ninth level now was clearly not the best course of action!
"Forget it. I'll leave this trouble-ridden place first!"
Lin Bai focused all his attention on controlling his sword, and his speed surged. In the blink of an eye, he swept across hundreds of miles.
"Little brother, why are you leaving in such a hurry~?" A sweet, sultry