The Evil Flood Dragon used thunderous methods to slay three ancient powerhouses in succession, frightening Nangong Qingxuan into a cold sweat, his pupils nearly bursting.
Sitting atop the Evil Flood Dragon's head, Lin Bai said softly, "Senior Nangong Qingxuan, this place is dangerous, so please be extra careful. Those ancient powerhouses are all hanging on by their last breath. They're fighting for their lives here, so you absolutely mustn't confront them head-on."
As his voice echoed away, the Evil Flood Dragon swayed its body and shot forward.
Nangong Qingxuan stared blankly as the Evil Flood Dragon and Lin Bai departed. Only after the two vanished from sight did he come back to himself. He swallowed with difficulty and said, "This Lin Bai... is definitely no ordinary person!"
At that moment, Nangong Qingxuan recalled everything Lin Bai had done inside the Celestial God Tomb. This unknown Quasi-Dao Realm martial artist had actually stirred up earth-shaking waves within the Celestial God Tomb in just one or two short years.
He had calmly escaped the pursuit of the three Ghost Emperors in the Azure Ruins, seized the Dao Divine Weapon, and wielded the Bright Moon Sword. After coming to the Three Thousand Dao Lord's treasure land, he had somehow tamed this Evil Flood Dragon that had dominated the Celestial God Tomb thousands of years ago. From ancient times until now, hardly anyone had ever been able to sit atop the Evil Flood Dragon's head.
"If this person doesn't die, and he breaks through to the Dao Realm someday, I'm afraid the entire situation in the Celestial God Tomb will have to change because of him!"
Nangong Qingxuan could not help feeling a lingering fear. Lin Bai had yet to break through to the Dao Realm, yet he had already stirred up such enormous