CHAPTER 1963: CHAPTER 1960: THE GREAT BATTLE GRADUALLY DRAWS TO A CLOSE

Lin Bai took all the Red Pearl Contributions from Ding Huo’s storage bag and turned away.

Lin Xiaoqing, Gu Yuan, Lei Chong, and Chai Ming’s eyes narrowed deeply as they glanced at Ding Huo’s corpse on the ground, all looking quite grim.

At this moment, Lin Xiaoqing slowly walked over and carried away Ding Huo’s corpse. Just as Lin Xiaoqing’s hand touched Ding Huo’s body, wisps of emerald green flame aura flew into Lin Xiaoqing’s long sleeves and vanished without a trace.

This emerald green flame aura seemed as if it had never appeared, without warning, and no one noticed it, not even Yin Jiuling!

As Lin Bai’s great battle here came to an end, most other warrior battles were also nearing their conclusion.

Lin Bai approached Yin Jiuling, cupped his fists, and said, "Thank you for speaking up just now. Without your help, I might have suffered in Wu He’s Illusory Realm."

On Yin Jiuling’s deathly still face, there was still no expression. He said lightly, "It’s nothing. Even if I hadn’t warned you, with your talent, that Illusory Realm would only have trapped you for three breaths."

"My name is Yin Jiuling."

Yin Jiuling said to Lin Bai.

"I am Lin Bai." Lin Bai cupped his fists and smiled.

Yin Jiuling smiled slightly, scanning the entire scene, and said lightly, "Brother Lin, today’s battle, you’ve made a name for yourself in East Continent, with half of the masters of the Tianjiao Alliance of Wu He and Shi Zhongxian falling to your hands."

Lin Bai shook his head and said, "I was merely lucky, nothing worth mentioning."

Yin Jiuling laughed, "Lucky? I wouldn’t say that. With Brother Lin’s many hidden cards, even if I went all out, it would be hard to shake you."

"Hehe." Lin Bai smiled slightly, not continuing the discussion with Yin Jiuling, and his gaze now focused, looking at the lone girl on the White Jade Square.

Shi Jiamu!

At this moment, Shi Jiamu stood silently on the White Jade Square. With the Tianjiao Alliance’s crushing defeat, she was now alone.

At this moment, Shui Qingling slowly walked to Shi Jiamu’s side. After softly comforting her for a few moments, Shi Jiamu’s expression slightly eased, and she chatted and laughed with Shui Qingling.

And at this moment, Lin Bai withdrew his gaze from Shi Jiamu and looked towards the few sites of great battles here!

Roar! Roar—

The fight between the Black Dragon and the Demon Tiger was finally about to conclude.

Hu Qi and Tu Ziyun had both reached their limits.

Lin Bai and Yin Jiuling both looked over in succession.

Yin Jiuling said lightly, "This fierce battle between the two Emperor-grade Martial Souls should have been the most watched here, but to think they both became the backdrop for Brother Lin."

Lin Bai said lightly, "But it seems Hu Qi is about to win."

Lin Bai looked towards Hu Qi and Tu Ziyun. After more than two hours of fierce fighting, they were finally about to decide the winner.

Hu Qi activated his Martial Soul, tearing Tu Ziyun’s Martial Soul into pieces, and simultaneously sent Tu Ziyun flying with a palm strike. Tu Ziyun, already bearing multiple injuries, was sent flying in an even more battered state.

Falling into a pool of blood, he was on the brink of death, with no fighting power left.

This much-anticipated Dragon-Tiger Fight finally concluded with Hu Qi’s victory!

"This battle was satisfying. Tu Ziyun, I hope you work hard to improve your cultivation level at the East Continent Academy, and we will fight again then." Hu Qi, after winning, laughed thrice and said.

Tu Ziyun stood up from the pool of blood, glanced at his injuries, and smiled bitterly, "I didn’t expect to lose so miserably today, but Hu Qi, don’t be complacent; I will come to defeat you."

"The Dragon-Tiger Fight ends today, but you and I will surely have another battle!"

"Since you won, these contributions are all yours."

Tu Ziyun, not stingy, took out all the contributions from his storage bag, leaving only one, handed it to Hu Qi, and then retreated to the side to begin healing.

"The fierce battle of the Dragon-Tiger Fight has ended."

"I didn’t expect Hu Qi to actually win."

"Tu Ziyun lost?"

The warriors on the ninth floor and in Zhexian City exclaimed.

Hu Qi smiled proudly, collected all of Tu Ziyun’s contributions, and looked towards Yin Jiuling and Lin Bai, walking over with a laugh, "Yin Jiuling, brother Lin Bai, I didn’t expect you to finish so quickly?"

Yin Jiuling’s deathly still face smiled slightly, "I consider myself quite slow; Brother Lin already leveled the Tianjiao Alliance while you were intensely battling."

Hu Qi was stunned, looked around, and indeed did not find the traces of Wu He and Shi Zhongxian.

Immediately, Hu Qi widened his eyes and looked at Lin Bai, giving a thumbs up, laughed, "Impressive! Brother Lin Bai."

"Haha." Lin Bai smiled sheepishly, saying lightly, "Brother Seven, you arrived just in time, now look, the great battle between Jian Kong and Brother Ning is also about to conclude."

"Ning is about to win."

Lin Bai looked towards Ning and Jian Kong.

These two were now the second only to Lin Bai sword cultivators on the Nine Heavens Origin Mountain.

Jian Kong needs no further mention, a Tianjiao of the Sword Domain, one of the Vast Territory of the East Continent, his strength and sword art cultivation both extremely strong.

And Ning’s origin is mysterious, his sword skill also unpredictable.

After nearly two hours of fierce battle, Ning and Jian Kong both had more or less over fifty sword marks on their bodies, blood gushing, extremely battered.

But in the end, Ning sent Jian Kong flying with one sword.

In this battle, Ning won.

"I... concede!"

Jian Kong, on the verge of death, lay prone on the ground, gritting his teeth, eyes full of unwillingness.

Finally, Jian Kong took out all the contributions from his storage bag, threw them out, and left the scene directly, finding a secluded place to start healing.

"Thank you for letting me win." Ning smiled slightly, collected all the contributions, and walked towards Lin Bai and Yin Jiuling.

Hu Qi laughed, "Brother Ning, your sword skill is truly impressive."

Yin Jiuling nodded slightly, said, "Brother Ning’s sword skill is probably among the best among the young generation on this East Continent, and your origin also seems to be..."

Yin Jiuling paused and smiled lightly.

Ning walked over, looked at Lin Bai, said lightly, "Brother Lin, I originally wanted to have a match with you, but I didn’t expect Jian Kong to be so troublesome."

"I’m now seriously injured, so our match today will have to be postponed."

Lin Bai smiled indifferently, "No problem, when we get to the East Continent Academy, we’ll have plenty of time to spar."

Ning nodded slightly.

Seeing Ning, Hu Qi defeated his opponent one after another.

The Pale Old Strange Man glanced over, said lightly, "They all defeated their opponents, didn’t expect I was the one lagging behind, seems like I played a bit too much."

"Da Man, stop playing, defeat them, and I’ll take you for some meat."

The Pale Old Strange Man shouted to the half-human giant beast.

The half-human giant beast’s eyes suddenly brightened, shouted joyfully, "Meat, meat..."