Cao Qian and Zuo Song, along with a group of disciples from the Chaotic Heaven Sect, walked in and instantly, Cao Qian saw Lin Bai, his expression turning furious.
Even though the wounds on Cao Qian's face had improved by now, the humiliation Lin Bai had caused him that day and the burning pain on his face were still fresh in his memory.
"Senior Brother Zuo Song, please avenge me!"
Cao Qian shouted to Zuo Song.
"Junior Brother Cao Qian, even if you didn't say it, several elders have already instructed us. If we encounter this person in the Secret Realm, let him stay here forever!"
"If he dares to come in, and we've encountered him, then that's the best outcome."
Zuo Song suddenly looked at Lin Bai, his face cold, his features like carved from stone showing a hint of killing intent.
At this moment, Zuo Song took out an icy white sharp sword from his storage bag, looked at Lin Bai, and said coldly, "You might as well take your own life, as I rarely make a move!"
