Escaping Peril and Slaying the Demon King

It was over.

That was the thought that flashed through Bai Youlou's mind in an instant.

Not only had he failed to uncover any secret behind Huai Jin True Person's attainment of the Dao on this trip, he had also lost two of the disciples under his master's command.

Though part of it had been their own fault, as the highest-ranking person in the entire team, his responsibility was undoubtedly the greatest;

Or, to put it more simply, someone had to answer for the dead. The dead could hardly be dragged out to take the blame, so the bitter fruit could only be swallowed by those still alive, couldn't it?

Thinking of the sect's recent situation, and of the clansmen and fellow disciples eyeing his current position like tigers watching prey, Bai Youlou felt all hope die within him, his heart still as stagnant water.

"Get out of the way!"

Just as despair filled his heart, a shout suddenly came from behind him.

The owner of that voice seemed rarely to make such outbursts. His breath lacked force when he spoke, even carrying a trace of listlessness. Had he received proper family instruction, such poor vigor and spirit would have earned him a reprimand at once;

Bai Youlou's body turned to the side, yet his mind could not help wandering into wild thoughts;

When people became lost to a certain extent, they truly were prone to babbling nonsense. Two people in his team had died in succession, and there was no way to suppress the matter anymore.

For Bai Youlou, the path his family had paved for him had been completely severed. His future was dim, and the exhaustion accumulated in his body over the past days was already crushing him to the brink of collapse.

Yet the world was