Lin Bai rose from the Evil Flood Dragon's head, leaped into the air, and landed in front of the White Jade Palace.
Purple Emperor, Ye Qianjiao, Ninth Uncle-Master, and the others had already noticed Lin Bai. Seeing him sitting on the Evil Flood Dragon's head, they had also guessed that he was extraordinary.
Lin Bai walked step by step toward the White Jade Palace, seemingly completely unafraid of the devouring power surging from it.
"Beyond ten steps from the White Jade Palace, the devouring power will come swarming over. If you can't escape it, you'll surely die without a complete corpse!"
Ye Qianjiao's pretty face turned cold as she spoke to Lin Bai's back.
Lin Bai turned a deaf ear and continued straight ahead. When he gradually reached ten steps away, a terrifying fluctuation of power indeed gathered from the White Jade Palace and charged toward him.
This devouring power seemed like a sharp sword, intent on hacking Lin Bai to pieces.
But just as this force was about to shatter Lin Bai, the Devouring Sword Soul within his body flashed. When the power struck him, it dispersed without a trace.
Lin Bai smiled and immediately continued forward. He reached the White Jade Palace's entrance, pushed open the door, and entered the palace!
"He went in?"
"He really went in?"
"How is that possible?"
"How did he evade devouring power strong enough to kill someone at the Dao Venerable level?"
Purple Emperor, Ye Qianjiao, and Ninth Uncle-Master were all dumbstruck.
The next moment, the three exchanged glances. A trace of coldness surfaced in each of their eyes, as if they were plotting something underhanded.
Flap! Flap!
Inside the palace, the sound of wings beating rang out again and again. It seemed that something was flying over from afar, gradually