Ranking Sprint

After killing the herd of wild boars, Chu Bai did not linger in the valley.

His second-layer Qi Refining spell power was abundant, but the prolonged, intense fighting had still left him a little weary.

In a place as fraught with danger as the Azure Prison Spirit Realm, staying at his peak mattered more than anything else.

He spread out the rough map in his hand and fixed his gaze on a mark labeled Sword-Washing Spring.

It was one of the few places in the spirit realm marked as a gathering point for spiritual energy.

Resting there would speed his recovery severalfold.

As he passed through several dense thickets, the air grew steadily more humid.

Ahead, he heard the clear, tinkling sound of spring water.

Chu Bai pushed aside the last layer of broad leaves, and his eyes lit up.

A clear spring flowed from a cavern of jade-white rock and gathered in a small pool.

A faint white mist hovered above the water, a phenomenon caused by the sheer density of spiritual energy.

Yet just as Chu Bai was about to step forward, he stopped dead.

An indescribable chill shot up his spine and straight into his skull.

[Acquired Fate Pattern: Seven Killings in the Fate Palace]

The instinct it granted made Chu Bai react in an instant. The scene before him looked peaceful enough, and he saw nothing out of place, but...

For an instant, Chu Bai's vision seemed to turn black and white. Every blade of grass and every tree around him became unnervingly distinct.

That absolute calm told him one thing: the Spirit Spring was too quiet.

No flying insects. No falling leaves. Even the sound of wind passing through the treetops seemed contrived.

Someone's here!

Chu Bai was startled, but nothing showed on