The Bizarre Holy Son of the Corpse Refinement Sect!
The Holy Son of the Corpse Refinement Sect was charred black all over, like a scorched corpse that had just crawled out of a sea of flames. The fragrance of roasted flesh wafted from his entire body.
The Southern Region martial artists and Northern Region martial artists were arguing incessantly at the base of the Phoenix Tree, but neither side had made a move.
Yun Qianji led the Northern Region martial artists and stood not far from Lin Bai and the others. Like Lin Bai, he silently watched every movement in the area.
The scene here made Lin Bai feel increasingly uneasy.
That strange feeling grew stronger and stronger. Even though Lin Bai was standing in a sea of lava and flames, he could not help feeling cold all over.
"Brother Lin, the Northern Region martial artists' proposal isn't bad." Yi Song had clearly heard Lin Bai and Yun Qianji's conversation earlier. At this moment, he offered his opinion. "If we can join forces with the Western Region martial artists and reap the rewards after the Holy Son of the Corpse Refinement Sect shatters the fireball, wouldn't that be even better?"
Lin Bai did not answer Yi Song immediately. Instead, he racked his brains over the "strangeness" of this place.
"Brother Lin?" Seeing that Lin Bai did not respond, Yi Song called out again.
Huang Qingyun also noticed that something was wrong with Lin Bai. Following his gaze, she first saw the Southern Region and Northern Region martial artists arguing beneath the Phoenix Tree.
Then she saw the Holy Son of the Corpse Refinement Sect climbing the Phoenix Tree, before glancing at Yun Qianji and the Western Region martial artists standing not far away.
Her brows gradually furrowed as well.
"Miss