Zhang Xiuyun was killed, while the remaining five Nine Tribulation Dao Realm experts struggled to hold on.
Only Lin Bai and the Crow were faring somewhat better.
Because Lin Bai had the Devouring Spirit protecting him from within, or perhaps because it had sensed the aura of its kind, the devouring power did not harm Lin Bai in the slightest.
Back then, before that member of the Heaven Swallowing Race died, he had left this treasure behind for the clansmen who would enter this place in the future. If Lin Bai walked in now and was injured by the Devouring Spirit, wouldn't all that painstaking effort have gone to waste?
As for the Crow, he held Lin Bai's sword soul in his hand and likewise was not targeted by the devouring power here.
Without bothering about whether the five experts lived or died, Lin Bai raised his eyes and looked ahead.
Within the Devouring Spirit was a vast dark space.
In the darkness, a dazzling light shone, and around that enormous point of light floated other glimmers like fireflies.
Lin Bai slowly walked forward. Although this place posed no great danger to him, he still did not relax his vigilance.
Soon, a grain-of-rice-sized starshine streaked past Lin Bai.
Lin Bai frowned, curiosity showing in his eyes. He raised his hand and gently wrapped the tiny light in spiritual power. He had intended to pull it over with his spiritual power and examine it closely, but unexpectedly, the moment his spiritual power enveloped the starshine, it suddenly exploded before him.
A blinding flash burst forth, startling Lin Bai into retreating a hundred meters. Thinking it was some kind of trap, he had not expected that after the starshine exploded, it would merely scatter a burst of dazzling light before falling completely