When Luo Yuanjing mentioned that over the past two or three months, the Purple-haired Youth had repeatedly challenged the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace and defeated many prodigies in succession,
even Li Siyuan, the God Child of the Eighth Divine Hall, had not lasted three moves against him before being knocked from the arena.
This had left the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace utterly humiliated.
Just then, Lin Bai, an Imperial Son, happened to emerge from seclusion. The martial artists of the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace held extremely high hopes for Lin Bai, while the Black-Robed Old Man of the Demon Race kept stoking the flames. Lin Bai had practically been hoisted onto a rack, leaving him no choice but to fight.
Yet Yue Chuanming and Luo Yuanjing were filled with worry.
They could not tell whether Lin Bai was a match for the Purple-haired Youth.
If Lin Bai entered the arena and defeated the Purple-haired Youth, naturally, there would be nothing more to say.
But what if Lin Bai lost?
As the Imperial Son of the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace and the object of worship in the hearts of its martial artists, if Lin Bai also lost, it would inevitably deal a tremendous blow to the morale of the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace.
Thus, before this, Luo Yuanjing and Yue Chuanming had specially seized an opportunity to send Lin Bai a voice transmission and ask him about it.
Although no demonic beasts cultivated within the Imperial Son's realm and the Demon Realm, most of those few were demonic beasts that could never amount to much. Among the Demon Race, there were practically none who could cultivate to the level of a Great Mystic Adept.
But that would absolutely never appear in these Great Mystic Adepts.
"Please do not hesitate to enlighten