"No matter how battered you see me, no matter how badly injured I am, don't come looking after me!"
"Go."
Lin Bai's face remained solemn as he spoke to Bai Xiaoxiao earnestly.
Bai Xiaoxiao's heart clenched tight. She looked at Lin Bai, wanting to speak yet stopping herself.
Her eyes seemed able to speak, filled with nothing but worry.
Lin Bai forcibly squeezed out a smile. "Go. Nothing will happen to me."
"Come back alive."
Bai Xiaoxiao threw herself into Lin Bai's arms and hugged him tightly for a while.
That embrace lasted a quarter of an hour.
Bai Xiaoxiao released Lin Bai and handed him all the Pass Tokens.
Then she turned and walked away.
He Qian left with her.
Lin Bai slowly walked through the forest, entering the woods that had become a mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
He sat down cross-legged. As his eyes closed, a sword radiance burst from their depths. "Giant God Race! Come!"
This forest was where Lin Bai had slaughtered a thousand martial artists earlier.
Now, corpses lay scattered across the forest, and rivers of blood flowed everywhere.
And atop the mountain of bones, a white-clad man sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, calmly recuperating.
If some timid martial artists came here and saw Lin Bai sitting atop a mountain of corpses and sea of blood, they would certainly be scared out of their wits.
Time flew by.
After Lin Bai had rampaged through the Spirit Mortal Mountain Range, slain Fang Ji, defeated Qin Beiao, and battled Long Qingfeng, reaching the peak of the genius clashes in the Spirit Mortal Mountain Range, the other confrontations were all mere child's play.
An hour later.
Lin Bai slowly opened his eyes and looked west.
The blazing sun was as red as blood as