After arriving at Eternal Night Pass, Lin Bai slept for a day and a night.
Eternal Night Pass was close to the Northern Region. The weather there was freezing year-round, and even the air and rocks were permeated with bone-chilling cold.
To be honest, Lin Bai had not slept comfortably at all.
He had long been accustomed to the red candles and warm bedcurtains of the Devil Realm Eastern Region, as well as its comfortable, warm beds. Suddenly sleeping on Eternal Night Pass's icy stone bed and having to endure the Northern Region's bitter cold left Lin Bai struggling to adapt for a while.
"Why have I become more and more delicate?"
After waking up, Lin Bai gave a wry laugh and walked to the window of the room.
He merely opened the window a crack, but the bone-chilling wind blowing from the Northern Region stabbed his face like sharp blades, bringing waves of stinging pain.
He circulated his cultivation slightly, transforming it into a protective light screen. Only then could he barely block the incoming cold wind. He slowly pushed the window open and looked toward the bleak and desolate plain of the Northern Region.
"What a Frozen Hell!"
Suddenly.
That was why the tradition of cursing across the battlefield had become so widespread.
Some martial artists could not endure being insulted day and night. They would fly into a rage and charge out without regard for anything, fighting to the death with their opponents.
That group of Devil Realm martial artists numbered around a thousand. Not long after arriving before Eternal Night Pass, they began cursing loudly at the people inside Eternal Night Pass through its defensive array.
"I'll go."
In fact, this was the most common provocation tactic.
"..."
"Your grandfather Wang Wei is here to challenge