The spiritual power surging around the valley gradually settled, and the deafening, earth-shaking noise no longer rang out. Lin Bai secretly guessed that Li Meng, Gongsun Ci, and the others had already withdrawn from the area.
Lin Bai could only pray silently in his heart, hoping they would escape this calamity.
"Where could this hub be?" Riding his flying sword, Lin Bai searched the valley from end to end several times. Even if he turned the place upside down, he still could not find this so-called hub.
Although Lin Bai was in grave danger, he still maintained a calm expression. If he lost his composure, he would surely die.
The Azure Gourd clutched in his hand would be Lin Bai's final hope of escape. If driven to the bitter end, he would not hesitate to use his Supreme Avatar and devour his Dao Fruit.
The poisonous mist Meng Po had scattered still had not dispersed. According to what Meng Po had said earlier, the poisonous mist would last for roughly three hours. Once the time was up and the black mist dispersed, Lin Bai would be completely exposed before the Murong Family martial artists.
While in the valley, Lin Bai sensed the auras of powerful experts continuously pouring in. He understood that the Murong Family martial artists who had pursued Li Meng and Gongsun Ci had returned and were entering the valley to search for his tracks.
Meng Po's poisonous mist was extraordinarily strange. Even one's perception could not penetrate it. Without having cultivated the Mystic Eye Technique, one's visibility would be extremely low, and one could only see what was happening within ten meters ahead. Fortunately, Lin Bai possessed the Asura Dharma Eyes, so he did not encounter too much obstruction within the poisonous mist.
Time passed bit by