Lin Bai gripped the sharp sword, his white robe stained with blood, standing atop the Demon Slaying Platform. The demonic sword was peerless, emitting a fierce sword aura.
The gentle breeze blew, rustling the sword aura and the hem of Lin Bai's robe.
At this moment, Lin Bai looked at the millions of people present, without a trace of fear or dread in his expression, but rather, his face was filled with a battle spirit.
"Anyone not afraid of death, come up!"
Lin Bai said with an exceedingly fierce gaze.
To save the white-haired woman in front of millions was obviously impossible.
Thus, Lin Bai's only method was...to defeat them all!
"Such arrogance! Do you think there is no one in the Great Witch Dynasty who can subdue you? Without the title of Saint of the East Continent Academy, in the eyes of this Emperor, you are worse than a dog!"
The Great Witch Emperor faced Lin Bai's arrogance and immediately roared in fury, "Someone, seize him for me!"
Whoosh—
