"He's gone."
Lin Bai sensed a powerful force leaving the Abyssal Fissure. It could only have belonged to a Great Mystic Art User.
Although neither Lin Bai nor Senior Gu Yun could determine whether a second Great Mystic Art User still existed beneath the Abyssal Fissure, this was undoubtedly the best opportunity Lin Bai and the others had been waiting for.
"A Great Mystic Art User isn't some giant cabbage by the roadside. How could there be so many of them?"
"Although the Soul Refinement Sect is one of the Flourishing Sects of the Northern Region, it naturally has quite a few Great Mystic Art Users—but not too many."
"Now that the Northern Region and Eastern Region have become so bitterly opposed, most of the Soul Refinement Sect's Great Mystic Art Users have probably already gone to the borderlands."
"Even if the Soul Refinement Sect has left some Great Mystic Art Users behind to guard the sect, there definitely won't be many."
"One at most, or two."
As thoughts surged through Lin Bai's mind, he muttered to himself, "Senior Gu Yun has lured one away. If there are still other Great Mystic Art Users inside the Soul Refinement Sect, I also have the divine sense crystal the Palace Lord of the Demon Palace gave me. It should be enough to hold them off for a while."
"So now is the best opportunity!"
After thinking through the causes and consequences, Lin Bai inhaled deeply, slowly exhaled, and decided to act.
"Nothing in this world has a one-hundred-percent chance of success. Some risks must always be taken."
Old Wen, the Second God Child, the Third God Child, and the other warriors of the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace all turned their gazes toward Lin Bai.
They waited for Lin Bai to give the