Qilin City.
It was one of the important cities on the frontier of the Pure Yang Sect's territory, bordering the Overturning Heavens Sect's territory. The two territories were separated only by a hundred-thousand-mile stretch of unclaimed land.
Ever since the Black Tiger Stronghold had been destroyed, Lin Bai had not encountered another opponent in the unclaimed land. He had left it safely and arrived at Qilin City.
The martial artists who had followed Lin Bai and the others out of the unclaimed land had numbered only several hundred at first, but by the end, there had been several thousand of them, forming a mighty, sprawling procession.
"Everyone, Qilin City has arrived."
"It's temporarily safe here, so go and flee for your lives."
When the cloud boat reached Qilin City, Old Wen said this not only to the martial artists aboard the cloud boat, but also to those following behind them.
When everyone saw the imposing city rising from the land ahead, along with the densely packed armored soldiers standing atop its walls, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The martial artists following behind the cloud boat left first, but before departing, each of them took the initiative to fly before Lin Bai's cloud boat, bow, and thank him.
"Many thanks for saving us, Young Master."
The last to leave the cloud boat were the father and his two daughters whom Lin Bai had first rescued aboard. The middle-aged man led his two daughters before Lin Bai and respectfully thanked him.
"I'm the Imperial Son of the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace. The chaos in the Seven Nights Divine Sect's territory is all because of the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace. Do you still intend to thank me?"
Lin Bai gave a playful smile.
The middle-aged man's expression was calm. He sighed