Upon hearing that Lin Bai had crossed hands with both the Holy Son of the Soul Refining Sect and the Holy Son of the Corpse Refinement Sect, everyone present clearly grew interested. Even Qi Lingyu and Wang Zhengyang wore curious expressions.
Qi Lingyu and Wang Zhengyang were both among the sixteen Holy Sons of the Demon Realm's flourishing forces, ranking alongside Shen Xinghe, the Holy Son of the Soul Refining Sect, and Luan Tang, the Holy Son of the Corpse Refinement Sect.
Although they were equals in reputation, these sixteen Holy Sons rarely interacted with one another in their daily lives. Aside from the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters within their own territories, to meet those from beyond their territories, they had to wait for a grand gathering such as Chu Emperor's Birthday Celebration before they might have the chance to make their acquaintance.
After hearing Lin Bai describe the methods of the Holy Son of the Soul Refining Sect—his possession of the Soul Refining Banner, his ability to use souls to set up powerful formations, his secret art that allowed him to disregard attacks for a short time, and his secret technique for shattering the void and escaping—all these deeds showed that the Holy Son of the Soul Refining Sect was no easy opponent.
"I truly didn't expect Brother Lin to have already crossed hands with them, and to have achieved such impressive results. I really admire you." Wang Zhengyang's eyes lit up as he cupped his hands toward Lin Bai.
"Alas..." Lin Bai could only smile bitterly again and again. "If they hadn't clung to me and refused to let go, I wouldn't have had the chance to fight them."
Qi Lingyu asked, "Brother Lin, you just said that you also crossed hands with the Holy Son of