They stared at each other. Across the mountain range, the people from the North Xing Flow Realm had scattered, glancing at Lu Yin with a mix of fear and fervor. Who could have imagined that he would become so powerful? Bei Mengang felt as if he were looking at a ghost. The words "invincible in the Extreme Realm" represented a legend, and Lu Yin was already so close to becoming one.
Hai Qiqi curiously watched War Dragon White Night, especially the wounds on his body. They were actually healing right before her eyes. How interesting.
Before long, War Dragon White Night let out a breath and sat down, leaning against the mountain's dark red stone wall. He looked at Lu Yin. "You think I'm afraid to die?"
Lu Yin looked down at him. "Are you part of the White King Lineage, the Night King Lineage, or just the White Night Clan?"
War Dragon White Night's eyes flickered, and he frowned. "You know quite a lot."
"I know far more than you think. Your White Night Clan has grown rotten. Since you managed to leave the Shenwu Continent, you must want to do something. Are you really willing to die like this? Don't think I wouldn't dare kill you. I have Sea King's Heaven behind me. The White Night Clan wouldn't risk an all-out fight with Sea King's Heaven for someone who isn't even a Night King." Lu Yin spoke calmly.
War Dragon White Night sighed bitterly. "You're right. Fine, I'll tell you—not because you threatened me, but because even if I don't, someone else will. I'm not the only one who came out of the Shenwu Continent. Every outsider captured by King Mu Ming Zhaoshu has been released."
Lu Yin's gaze sharpened. "What do you mean?"
War Dragon White Night