The conversation between the old man and Lin Bai was heard by no one else. After hearing Lin Bai's words, the corners of the old man's mouth gradually curled into a meaningful smile. He turned his eyes toward the martial artists still searching at the bottom of the magma and said with another laugh, "Although quite a few martial artists left just now, there are still more than ten here. Aside from me, there is one other martial artist whose cultivation has been suppressed. Most of the remaining nine are around the eighth- to ninth-grade Dao Sovereign Realm. How can you stop them?"
"This is nothing for Senior Brother to worry about. In any case, Senior Brother is currently helpless as well, so why not give it a try?" Lin Bai kept smiling, his words carrying an unmistakable hint of temptation. "Even if Junior Brother can't stop these martial artists, I can still use my life to delay them for a while. During that time, Senior Brother should be able to deal with the Automaton Beast beneath the magma, right?"
"Even if Junior Brother unfortunately dies at their hands, Senior Brother can turn around and fight them afterward. Isn't that so?"
"That sounds like a good proposal." The old man smiled mysteriously. "Then let's do that. After I draw out the Automaton Beast beneath the magma, Junior Brother must hold those martial artists back for me. If the treasure we obtain is something I need, I'll give you a treasure of equal value after this is done. How about it?"
"It's a deal." Lin Bai smiled broadly and made an inviting gesture, signaling that the old man could act at any time.
The old man steadied his mind and focused his spirit. The smile on his face gradually froze as