Lin Bai flew toward the sun, heading into the rising dawn.
The flying sword landed atop the mountain and vanished as it sank into Lin Bai's body.
"I never expected the first person to catch up with me would be you."
"You've been hiding in the shadows for quite some time, haven't you, you little yellow sparrow?"
Zhang Yunting spoke to Lin Bai in a weary, feeble voice.
The exhaustion in his voice made it clear that he was already at the end of his tether.
The reason he was still alive despite suffering such severe injuries was that he was being sustained entirely by his refusal to die.
Lin Bai was not surprised at all to be the first to catch up with Zhang Yunting.
As long as no expert from the Great Purity Dao Fruit Realm intervened, Lin Bai's speed was enough to crush any Dao God Realm martial artist.
As for the other martial artists pursuing Zhang Yunting, they would need at least another quarter of an hour to arrive.
"The register is with you, isn't it?"
Lin Bai did not waste any more words and asked bluntly.
"Heh." Zhang Yunting gave a miserable smile and reached into his Storage Bag, pulling out a scroll.
He tossed it straight at Lin Bai as casually as if he were throwing away garbage.
Lin Bai did not catch it with his hand. Instead, he circulated his spiritual power and fixed the scroll in midair.
Then he slowly unrolled it. Only after confirming that there were no mechanisms or poison hidden within did he seize the register.
Lin Bai lowered his head and glanced over it. The scroll was densely filled with tens of thousands of names and cities, with various crimes written beside each name.
At a rough glance,