"Hmph, hmph, hmph—hahahaha..."
From within the white mist came a sinister, terrifying laugh, like the hideous cackling of an evil ghost from the Nine Underworlds Hell. It sent chills down the spine.
Lin Bai tightly gripped the demon sword and warily surveyed his surroundings.
After a while, as the white mist churned, the figures of a man and a woman gradually emerged from within it.
Seeing their faces, Lin Bai felt a wave of familiarity. Before long, he remembered that he had encountered them at Demon Palace Mountain.
At the time, the Yellow Springs Demon Bone had emerged, and Chen Yule, Yi Song, and Huang Qingyun had all gone to Demon Palace Mountain with the experts of their sects to seize it.
On the way, they had engaged in another fierce battle with these siblings.
In the end, Lin Bai had suddenly struck and taken the Yellow Springs Demon Bone away.
"Saint Son Lin Bai, do you still remember us?" the young man asked, the corners of his mouth curling into a sinister smile.
Only today had Lin Bai truly gotten a clear look at their faces and figures.
The young man was tall, but extremely thin, like a dried corpse. The flesh on his face was shriveled, with only a layer of skin stretched over his bones. His facial bones jutted out, his eyes were deeply sunken, and the smile tugging at the corners of his mouth made him look especially ferocious.
The woman was much more attractive than the man. She had a delicate beauty and exquisite features, and even throughout the entire Chu Kingdom, she could be considered a peerless beauty.
She was dressed provocatively. Her robes covered only the three private areas of her body, leaving large expanses of snow-white, tender skin exposed.
Especially her left