Evil Flood Dragon Qiu Litian sensed the abnormality on Lin Bai and, after losing to Ninth Uncle-Master in battle, quickly caught up with Lin Bai.
"This brat must have some treasure on him that can ward off this place's power. If I can obtain it, the benefits will be immense. At the very least, I'll be able to come and go freely here!"
The Evil Flood Dragon fixed his pair of vicious eyes on Lin Bai. His gaze was like a sharp sword stabbing into Lin Bai, fierce and merciless.
Lin Bai could only smile bitterly in silence. Why could he come and go freely here? Wasn't it because he had the Devouring Sword Soul inside him?
According to the legends within the Celestial God Tomb, the Heaven Swallowing Race had sealed the Three Thousand Dao Lord's treasure here, waiting for another member of the Heaven Swallowing Race to arrive in later generations. It was, in a way, a small gift.
Without a doubt, Lin Bai was the next member of the Heaven Swallowing Race to come here.
But if the methods laid down by that member of the Heaven Swallowing Race accidentally killed Lin Bai, whom would the treasures here be given to?
Lin Bai naturally couldn't tell the Evil Flood Dragon the reason. Yet the Evil Flood Dragon had clearly set his sights on him. If Lin Bai didn't give him an explanation, he feared he would have a hard time escaping today.
The Evil Flood Dragon Qiu Litian had been a peak powerhouse in Myriad Evil City of the Celestial God Tomb thousands of years ago. He had dominated the Celestial God Tomb for a long period of time. Even after being in a near-death state for so long, his strength was still not much weaker than