Chu Imperial City Chen Family!
Lin Bai acted as though nothing was wrong, walking and stopping, circling and wandering through the Mist Marsh.
Along the way, he encountered quite a few martial artists. Whenever they brushed past one another, they would secretly size each other up.
With more martial artists around, verbal clashes and friction became inevitable.
In just a few short days, Lin Bai had witnessed countless scenes in the Mist Marsh where people drew their blades at the slightest disagreement. He had already grown used to it.
The only difference was that a few more corpses had been added to the shallow waters of the Mist Marsh.
"This Demon Palace Mountain left behind by the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace is so close to Twilight Mountain. Why haven't those Great Mystic Art Users taken the treasures here?" Lin Bai asked, somewhat curious. If the bigshots from Twilight Mountain made a move, all it would take was a single thought for this barrier to collapse like a house of cards.
Yet they had not done so.
The Crow said, "It's simple. They look down on the treasures here."
"The Yellow Springs Demon Bone is a Grand Yi Divine Weapon. In your eyes, it's a priceless treasure, but in the eyes of those Great Mystic Art Users, a Grand Yi Divine Weapon is nothing more than a tiny toy. They simply don't care for it."
Lin Bai nodded. Recalling the immortal sword that had pierced the air in Twilight Mountain that day, he said softly, "That sword must be incredibly powerful."
The Crow said gloomily, "Mm. It's a Supreme Divine Weapon, of course it's powerful."
"You went inside to dig up graves, didn't you? How come you didn't take that Supreme Divine Weapon with you?" Lin Bai asked curiously.
The Crow