Blessings and misfortunes go hand in hand!
Hearing the violent fluctuations coming from White Dragon Ridge behind him, Lin Bai did not linger. He swiftly took Li Yumen away from the White Bone Battlefield. It was not until they returned to the Eternal Devil Sect that Lin Bai finally relaxed somewhat.
After returning to the Sword Hiding Hermitage, Lin Bai handed Li Yumen over to Zhou Xi to care for. He then examined Li Yumen's injuries once more. Although they were extremely serious, fortunately none were fatal. His meridians and bones could slowly heal over time, while his damaged Dao Fruit and dantian could also be gradually nursed back to health. At least, his life had been saved.
Lin Bai descended into Moon Gazing Pond once more, opened the formation restrictions, and entered the cavern containing the Ten-Thousand Year Spirit Milk. He took out ten drops and placed them in a jade bottle before bringing them out. After giving Li Yumen one drop, the power of the Ten-Thousand Year Spirit Milk immediately spread through his body, rapidly replenishing his depleted vitality and repairing his injuries.
Only then did Li Yumen completely escape danger.
While Zhou Xi cared for Li Yumen, Lin Bai came to the edge of Moon Gazing Pond and gazed toward the White Bone Battlefield with a deeply troubled expression. He was somewhat worried about the situation of the Eighth Elder and Jiang Xuansu. After all, the White Bone Battlefield was the Bone Clan's territory. If the Bone Clan decided to fight the Eighth Elder and Jiang Xuansu to the bitter end, its reinforcements would undoubtedly arrive much faster than those of the Eternal Devil Sect.
Although the Eighth Elder possessed the cultivation of a Great Purity Dao Fruit, he was ultimately alone and outnumbered. Lin Bai was