Hearing Lin Bai’s voice, Zhang Zhengqing and others fell into silence.
Zhang Tian whispered, "Brother Qing, look at Lin Bai and Zuo Song, they’ve battled for thousands of rounds, yet neither of them is injured. It seems they can’t do anything to each other. We don’t need to assist them. We should listen to Lin Bai and leave first, or if we intervene and get stopped by the disciples of the Chaotic Heaven Sect, Lin Bai might have to come rescue us."
"Brother Qing, your cultivation is impressive, but the cultivation of Miaomiao might not necessarily be less than yours!"
Zhang Tian said quietly.
Zhang Zhengqing nodded and said, "Alright, let’s go!"
At this point, Zhang Zhengqing transmitted to Lin Bai, saying, "Brother Lin, be careful!"
Lin Bai laughed and said, "You should be more careful, especially with the warriors from the Zhao family. If you encounter them, they won’t let you off easily!"
Zhang Zhengqing nodded slightly, leading the four straight into the White Dragon Mountain Range, disappearing out of sight.
Lin Bai and Zuo Song’s intense battle went on, retreating as they fought.
At this moment, Lin Bai had also stepped into the White Dragon Mountain Range, no longer at the formation entrance.
The two reached a barren mountain in their great battle.
Rain was pouring down heavily from the sky, and Lin Bai maneuvered his sword aura to split the rain above his head, not a single drop landing on him.
"I didn’t expect your cultivation to be so profound, no wonder Junior Brother Cao Qian was easily taken down by you. A warrior who can exchange thousands of moves with me is rare in Longhe County!"
"Now, you can be considered my opponent."
Emerging from the rain, Zuo Song spoke coldly to Lin Bai.
Lin Bai chuckled disdainfully and said, "It’s a shame, you are not my opponent!"
Zuo Song abruptly said, "Although we’ve fought thousands of rounds and I haven’t injured you, you haven’t gained the upper hand either. Continue fighting, and you will surely die by my hand."
"Dream on, try it and see if you can kill me?" Lin Bai said with a hint of provocation.
Recognizing the provocation in Lin Bai’s words, Zuo Song’s face turned icy and his figure blurred, merging into the rain again.
Torrential rain, as if flooding the earth, pressed towards Lin Bai.
This time, Lin Bai didn’t retreat further; he coldly watched ahead.
"Die!" Suddenly, Zuo Song’s figure appeared atop a raindrop behind Lin Bai, thrusting a cold sword towards Lin Bai’s back.
At the critical moment, Lin Bai slightly turned his eyes, a cold smile pulling at his lips.
"Bright Moon Rising!"
Lin Bai’s demonic sword swung, activating the Nine Swords of Slashing Moon, Lin Bai turned back with a sweeping sword, ice-white sword aura like a crescent moon slashing backward.
One sword swept away, the cold and merciless sword aura hitting Zuo Song’s sharp sword.
Bang!
A strong shockwave vibrated, Zuo Song was sent flying by Lin Bai’s strike.
Simultaneously, the powerful sword aura swept through heaven and earth, dispersing the surrounding rainwater.
Zuo Song was flung a thousand meters away, his face pale.
"Did... Did you already know I was behind you?" Being struck by Lin Bai gave Zuo Song the feeling that Lin Bai had anticipated his approach from the back all along, waiting for Zuo Song’s move.
At the instant Zuo Song moved, Lin Bai cut with a sword, pushing Zuo Song back!
Lin Bai held the demonic sword, coldly laughed, "Your sword skill is too crude, repeated too much!"
"This Dripping Blood Sword Formation is indeed uncommon, but ultimately it’s too superficial, too flashy is too useless."
"And your sword skill, in this rain, repeated too much!"
"You should understand, if your opponent is also a sword cultivator, the more your sword skill repeats, the more flaws there are!"
"Still, this sword formation, is sufficient to deal with those not specialized in sword art!"
"But to deal with me? Still not enough!"
Lin Bai sneered, stepped forward swiftly, sword edge aiming at Zuo Song.
Lin Bai’s entire body emitted a hazy white mist, making him seem like a glowing bright moon.
One sword thrust forward, sword aura sweeping a thousand meters, attacking Zuo Song.
Zuo Song hurriedly maneuvered his sword skill to counter.
Their clash immediately kicked up overwhelming reverberations on the spot.
However, in this moment of clash, Lin Bai completely dominated Zuo Song.
His sword skill was thoroughly seen through by Lin Bai, every move and stance Lin Bai knew thoroughly, even Lin Bai could predict when Zuo Song would launch an attack.
Roar—
The sword aura from their conflict tore through the atmosphere.
Crushed the surrounding mountains to debris.
"I don’t believe it, can’t kill you today!" Zuo Song’s eyes turned blood red, at this point, he suddenly bit his own tongue, spitting blood onto his longsword.
Immediately, this sword bathed in Zuo Song’s blood seemed to become more spiritual!
"Huh?" Lin Bai’s expression turned strange, feeling the agitated sword aura around growing stronger.
"Die!" Zuo Song raised his blood-soaked sharp sword, slashing at Lin Bai.
A weave of blood-white sword aura fell from the heavens, tearing apart the sky.
Lin Bai dodged in time, the strike landed on the ground, carving out a thousand-meter-long crevice.
"His sword skill grew stronger, what’s going on?" Lin Bai looked towards Zuo Song’s blood-stained sharp sword, the fresh blood on the blade seemed alive, slowly flowing.
Lin Bai’s whole body shined faint white, appearing as a divinity from the moon, exceptionally holy.
The demonic sword in Lin Bai’s hand turned extraordinarily cold and penetrating.
"Nine Swords of Slashing Moon!"
"First sword, Bright Moon Rising!"
Lin Bai swung his sword edge, attacking Zuo Song.
Zuo Song brandished the blood sword, rushing towards Lin Bai,
Roar—
Explosive sounds repeatedly erupted, the two battled fiercely again, hard to discern victory temporarily.
Zuo Song, enraged, shouted at Lin Bai, "Come on, come again! If I, Zuo Song, don’t kill you today, I swear not to be a man!"
"If I executed the Dragon-Slaying Sword Skill, this person would have long been a dead soul under my sword!" Lin Bai said with a somewhat suffocated expression.
Their swords clashed intensely together once again.
But due to Lin Bai’s misgivings, his true strength couldn’t be fully unleashed now.
If Lin Bai employed the "Dragon Slashing Sword Skill" or the sword skill divine powers within the "Sword Scripture," Zuo Song likely would have been killed by Lin Bai long ago.
Bang!
The sword aura from their clash ripped out, fragmented the earth.
The mighty force caused both Lin Bai and Zuo Song to plunge into the underground.
The earth collapsed down.
Now, Lin Bai and Zuo Song, amid falling rocks, descended along with rubble.
When Lin Bai landed, he looked up to see, surprisingly it was a dark underground, and beneath this ground, there seemed to be other spaces.
"Where’s Zuo Song?"
In the darkness, Lin Bai expanded his perception but didn’t sense Zuo Song nearby, yet Lin Bai didn’t dare let his guard down, because from just now and their engagement, Lin Bai felt that Zuo Song’s concealment methods were highly adept, perhaps watching him from the surrounding darkness.
"What is this place?"
Lin Bai looked around in the dark, promptly took out nightlight stones, throwing several to illuminate the surroundings...
As light chased away the dark, Lin Bai’s expression turned shocked, discovering there was an enormous underground palace here!

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