"Liu Bai?"
Liu Bai leaped down from the dragon's back and walked toward Yun Yun with his hands behind his back.
He glanced at the blood at the corner of her lips, his brows knitting slightly. Raising a hand, he took out a medicinal pill and handed it to her.
"Sect Master Yun Yun, it's been a long time. Heal your injuries first."
Yun Yun accepted the pill. After hesitating for a moment, she swallowed it.
As the medicinal power entered her body, some color immediately returned to her pale cheeks.
Liu Cang, the vice sect master of the Heavenly Underworld Sect, looked grim as he stared fixedly at Liu Bai and shouted sharply, "Blood Fire Hall, this is a private matter between my Heavenly Underworld Sect and the Flower Sect. Are you sure you want to interfere?"
Liu Bai turned around and swept his gaze over him indifferently.
That glance was calm as still water, yet it sent a chill through Liu Cang's entire body, as if some terrifying existence had fixed its gaze upon him.
"The Heavenly Underworld Sect?"
The corner of Liu Bai's mouth lifted slightly.
"Your vice sect master talks too much."
He raised a hand and casually waved it.
A jet-black stream of Dou Qi shot out from his palm like lightning, slamming directly into Liu Cang's chest.
"Pfft!"
Liu Cang spewed out a mouthful of blood. His whole body flew backward like a kite with a snapped string, crashing through several towering trees before falling heavily to the ground.
"Vice Sect Master!"
The Heavenly Underworld Sect experts' expressions changed drastically as they hurried over to help Liu Cang up.
At this moment, Liu Cang's chest was caved in, his aura weak and fading. He was already grievously wounded and on the verge of death.