On Cold Mountain, Lin Bai gripped the Demonic Sword, its sharp edge pointed at the Clouded Leopard, immediately enveloping the surroundings with a torrential sword momentum.
The Clouded Leopard's eyes flickered with a cold gaze, the corners of its mouth gradually curving into a chilling smile, a murderous intent filling the air alongside the Demonic Qi, spreading in all directions.
"Dad, it's Dongfang Bai!"
Among the spectator martial artists, Gujian Yun exclaimed excitedly.
"I see." Gu Qingyun spotted Lin Bai appearing on Cold Mountain, a surprised smile appearing on his face, "I hope Dongfang Bai can win some honor for the Human Clan, to really show these members of the Demon Clan a thing or two!"
Gujian Yun said excitedly, "He definitely can! That damned Dongfang Bai may not seem reliable on regular days, but since he has climbed up to Cold Mountain, he must have some confidence!"
"Dongfang Bai, come on!"
Gujian Yun shouted toward Lin Bai.