Chapter 384

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At the same moment!

Within the Wushi Holy Land!

Countless top-tier mighty beings stared at the scene on the screen.

After a long while, waves of laughter rang out from within the resplendently luxurious great hall!

"Hahaha, Lin Bai really is a unique fellow!"

"Everyone else is thinking about how to purge the evil within themselves, yet he goes straight for the greatest evil of all — the Blood River!"

"He's truly worthy of the title of Heaven's Pride — as arrogant as ever!"

"Hahaha, if this Blood River really gets cleaved open by his sword, wouldn't we become the laughingstock?"

"No, not just us — even those old fogeys over at the Sorcerer Holy Land would become the laughingstock!"

A group that bantered one moment and roared with laughter the next, a trace of arrogance on their lips and faces alike.

Because they simply did not believe Lin Bai could truly cleave open this Blood River!

Like a white jade statue, the Qinghua Fairy gazed at Lin Bai on the screen, and worry rose unbidden in her heart.

Lin Bai, don't go acting rashly. This Blood River has a history of several thousand years. Every generation of Elders and mighty beings of the Sorcerer Holy Land have poured their own cultivation into it, letting it grow ever stronger!

By now, no one knows just what level it has reached. Even if I wanted to force my way through, I'm not certain I could come out alive!

Yet the old man at the head of the group frowned at this moment, because he had caught the resolute expression on Lin Bai's face!

It really did look as though he meant to cleave the Blood River!

He immediately shouted: "Stop laughing — it looks like he's serious!"

"Quick, have the people at the Yan Dan Pavilion prepare the Nine-Life Samsara Elixir!"

If Lin Bai truly meant it, the result would surely be death on the spot, and even his soul would be dragged into the Blood River!

He absolutely could not sit idly by. After all, the talent Lin Bai had displayed was already enough to warrant taking seriously!

At this moment, he had already shed his own Daoist robe, preparing to descend and rescue him at any moment!

Damage to the body was of no consequence, but the soul absolutely had to be preserved. He had to reach Lin Bai and drag his soul back before the Blood River could drag it in!

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Facing the mockery of the others, Lin Bai did not waste words. He knew perfectly well that no amount of talk would be of use — only action could shut their mouths!

The moment Lin Bai stood at the edge of the Blood River gripping his treasured sword, the entire world seemed drawn in by the shock of that single instant.

The Blood River roared, growing ever fiercer. The rushing red liquid surged like a tide, bringing wave upon wave of bloodthirsty stench.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze solid, everything heralding the imminent arrival of a terrible catastrophe.

Lin Bai was enveloped by the Blood River's evil aura. His whole body trembled (ahca), yet his face revealed firmness and resolve. He raised his treasured sword, stood proud, his gaze sharp as a blade.

Suddenly, thunder rolled, echoing across the entire sky. A storm surged up, lightning weaving together to form a blood-red vortex.

Lin Bai's sword suddenly radiated a dazzling brilliance, its blade shimmering with interwoven gold and crimson light.

He swung the treasured sword in a sudden, violent arc. The sword-light was like a resplendent bolt of lightning cleaving toward the Blood River. The instant sword met river, heaven and earth trembled.

Lei Guang illuminated the entire land. The sword-light tore open the surface of the Blood River; the blood-red liquid splashed in all directions, stirring up a thousand layers of spray.

The Blood River was split apart by the sword-light, forming a vast, yawning abyss. The sword-light pierced through the blood-water, cleaving the river in two in an instant — a miraculous sight as though heaven and earth themselves had transformed.

The Blood River's wails echoed throughout the entire space, as if the whole world trembled at this staggering moment.

Lin Bai's figure soared into the air, looking down with pride upon the severed Blood River. His chest thrust out, his gaze resolute, as if he had become the very embodiment of justice and power.

The sword-light flickered in rhythm with his breathing, and the treasured sword was suffused with the radiance of victory and invincibility.

This scene was like a transformation of heaven and earth, unbelievable, terror and awe intertwined.

The fierce collision of sword and Blood River was like a decisive battle between justice and evil. Everything froze in that staggering instant, leaving an inexpressible dread deep within the soul.

The instant Lin Bai's treasured sword severed the Blood River, the river seemed pierced by countless blades, split into countless scattered streams of blood.

The rushing red liquid, like a torn spiderweb, flew apart in all directions, brimming with an overwhelming sense of destruction.

Yet, shockingly, within Lin Bai's astonished gaze, the Blood River swiftly reformed — like an evil magical beast, sneering at Lin Bai's helplessness.

The blood-water gathered once more, the Blood River reconnected, as if it had never been severed at all — a mockery that could not be erased.

The Blood River's speed of recovery was as swift as a starving monster, greedily devouring everything, showing no mercy.

Its speed was so fast there was no time to react, as if time itself were flowing backward for its revival. The Blood River danced its surging waves in mockery, as though its mouth curved into a grin, showing Lin Bai its unrivaled power and inescapable fate.

The Blood River's recovery was like a taunt from fate itself, as if it meant to tell Lin Bai: no matter how hard you try, you cannot change this destined ending.

The Blood River's existence is the symbol of evil; its malevolent power dims all hope of salvation.

Amid the Blood River's mocking laughter, Lin Bai's face was expressionless, silent, his gaze icy as he looked down upon the Blood River!

At this moment, he saw something more!

Within the Blood River's surging waves, one figure after another emerged — some with faces achingly familiar, as if they had appeared in books; others utterly strange, as if never before seen!

But one thing was certain: they were the Heaven's Pride that the Blood River had devoured over the past several thousand years!

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