Wen Yuanjia saw Lin Bai leap into the mountain forest. He swiftly transformed into an extreme shadow and vanished without a trace.
Wen Yuanjia was at the third level of the Profound Martial Realm. He gave chase at full speed, but after pursuing him for a thousand meters, he stared at the boundless forest and scattered rocks. He could no longer find any trace of Lin Bai.
When he returned to the mountain range, he saw the blood of the Eight-Winged Dragon Serpent flowing down the mountainside, and fury surged in Wen Yuanjia's heart:
"Find him!"
"Pass down my order to every Divine Alliance martial artist in the Falling Goose Mountain Range. Whoever can kill Lin Bai and bring me his head and storage ring will receive one hundred thousand spirit stones, a second-grade spiritual weapon, and a Profound Grade sixth-grade martial skill!"
"If you don't have the ability to kill Lin Bai but can provide his location, you can still receive ten thousand spirit stones!"
Wen Yuanjia said.
"Yes, Senior Brother Wen Yuanjia."
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Wen Yuanjia. I'll return to the sect at once and mobilize all the Divine Alliance martial artists."
"Exactly. Let's see whether Lin Bai is a fly that can escape our encirclement!"
Xu Zailong, Xiang Tianyi, and the others spoke in unison.
Three days later.
At the outer sect of the Spirit Sword Sect, several thousand Divine Alliance martial artists entered the Falling Goose Mountain Range in a mighty procession.
Such a huge disturbance shocked the entire Spirit Sword Sect.
More than a thousand martial artists—a force this enormous had all entered the Falling Goose Mountain Range. Could they be going to war?
"I made a fortune!"
"I made a fortune!"
"I made a fortune!"
After shaking off Wen Yuanjia, Lin Bai's eyes