The sky was shrouded in clouds, hiding the moon.
The imperial capital was as bright as day, lit by endless lanterns.
Even on the brilliantly illuminated streets of the imperial capital, there were still dark corners that the light could not reach.
Now drunk, Lin Bai walked toward one of those dark corners. After a while, he stopped in front of a wall and stood there motionless.
Swish, swish, swish...
Suddenly, several sounds of something tearing through the air swept over the alley.
Lin Bai looked thoughtful as he slowly raised his head. He saw several blurry figures standing on either side of the rooftops.
Under the hazy moonlight, their faces and figures could not be made out clearly. He could only see that three of them were gripping gleaming treasured swords, while the other two emanated exceptionally powerful auras. Their fists and palms seemed to possess the power to Shatter the Heavens.
"Are you Lin Bai?"
One of the burly figures raised his head and pointed at Lin Bai as he asked.
"Who are you?"
Lin Bai replied calmly.
The burly figure let out a cold laugh. "You don't need to know this grandpa's name. Once you reach King Yama's Hall, King Yama will naturally tell you."
He laughed coldly again. "You only need to remember this... opposing the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace means walking a dead-end road!"
"Kill him!"
The burly figure roared. The three sword-wielding martial artists beside him immediately shot forward, moving as swiftly as meteors streaking across the heavens.
Two sword cultivators stabbed at Lin Bai from the left and right. Lin Bai hurriedly drew his demon sword to defend against them.
But just as Lin Bai blocked the two sword cultivators, the third appeared behind him and thrust out a razor-sharp sword.
Pfft!
Blood