When the Twenty-Seven Demons rampaged through Arid Dragon City just now, Lin Bai remembered how the Black Eagle had swept across the sky. Its enormous demonic body had been so frightening that even Lin Bai had felt a shiver in his heart. When the Black Eagle beat its wings, countless wind blades came crashing down, ripping apart the heavens and earth, destroying towers and palaces, and leaving countless martial artists dead in their wake.
The Demon Race had clearly been deliberately flaunting its strength. For a time, the martial artists of Arid Dragon City were like a leaf obscuring their eyes: they saw only the Demon Race's might and were scared witless. Yet they did not know that once they united, their advantage in numbers would be enough to contend with the Twenty-Seven Demons.
As the saying went, even ants could bring down an elephant. That was precisely the principle at work.
Thus, when Lin Bai saw all the martial artists of Arid Dragon City united against a common enemy, he already knew that the Twenty-Seven Demons would inevitably withdraw, so he did not join the battlefield.
"Senior Brother Qing Luo truly has the foresight of a god. My father even sent me to inform you of this good news, but I never expected that you had already guessed it." Zhong Yuan scratched his head with a foolish grin. It was obvious that he was overjoyed Arid Dragon City had survived this calamity.
"By the way, thank your father for providing us with this place to stay. Once the elders of the Eternal Devil Sect arrive, we will leave immediately." Lin Bai rose and clasped his fists gratefully.
Zhong Yuan hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Qing Luo, please don't say that. My father said that Senior Brother Qing Luo deserves the