Lin Bai brought Qiao Mo, Qin Yao, and the others and turned to leave the ruins of Water Marsh Island.
He sped through the skies above the Tianhe Archipelago and vanished into the boundless night.
"Brother Lin."
Just then, a voice transmission flew out from a deserted island in the distance and reached Lin Bai's ears.
Hearing the voice, Lin Bai lowered his head and looked down. On a mountain peak within the deserted island, he saw a bonfire blazing.
Several martial artists were currently seated around the bonfire.
And all of them were people Lin Bai knew—Chen Yule, Chen Yun, Yi Song, Huang Qingyun, and Shui Mo Dan.
Lin Bai brought Qiao Mo, Qin Yao, and the others down onto the mountain peak, clasped his hands, and said with a smile, "Did we disturb you?"
Shui Mo Dan took a jade bottle from her Storage Bag, ran over to Lin Bai, handed it to him, and said with a grin, "Brother Lin Bai, this pill will help your injuries."
Yi Song smiled. "Take it. It can't have felt good taking Elder Qin's sword head-on."
"It's fine. I'm not going to die." After thanking Shui Mo Dan with a smile, Lin Bai swallowed the pill. The stabbing pain throughout his body immediately weakened by half.
Whoosh, whoosh...
Another flying rainbow came rushing over and descended above the deserted island.
Lin Bai and the others turned around and saw Bai Yifei arriving alone.
"Greetings, fellow Saints."
Bai Yifei's face was deathly pale as he saluted Lin Bai, Yi Song, and the others.
After losing his arm on Holy Island, Bai Yifei had clearly become much steadier than before. The arrogance and restlessness in his heart had vanished in an instant.
Lin Bai asked, "Bai Yifei, what are you doing here?"
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