After gathering the power of his cultivation at the late stage of the Grand Luo Dao Fruit realm, Lin Bai unleashed the terrifying might of Crimson Lotus Sword Intent. His voice seemed to transform into a sharp sword and stab toward the water below.
In an instant, the entire Spirit Lake began to tremble violently. The Dragon Palace beneath the lake, shrouded in multicolored radiance, also shook fiercely.
Many of the Demon Race beneath the water whose cultivation was not high were jolted until they vomited blood.
Of course, Lin Bai had exercised some control. He had targeted only the Demon Race with cultivation, leaving the ordinary fish and shrimp in Spirit Lake completely unaffected.
Lin Bai's sudden attack greatly surprised Gao Zheng, the red-haired man, and the human Demon Cultivator who had been hiding beneath the water and watching.
They had never expected Lin Bai to act so decisively and tear all pretense of cordiality with Spirit Lake.
One had to know that although the Spirit Lake Demon Race did not participate in the affairs of the Ninghai Thousand Provinces, that did not mean they were weak.
In the Ninghai Thousand Provinces, and even in the several surrounding thousand provinces, the Spirit Lake Demon Race was renowned. Wherever they went, they were treated as honored guests.
"This is too much!"
The red-haired man Ao Qing, hiding beneath the water, wore an angry expression. Ignoring the attempts of his two senior brothers beside him to stop him, he flew straight out of the water and pointed at Lin Bai as he shouted:
"Lin Bai, what do you mean?"
"Are you attacking my Spirit Lake Demon Race for no reason?"
Lin Bai, dressed in a pure-black Emperor Child Robe, radiated the bearing of a Devil Palace Emperor Child. He cast a