One sought to kill Bai Zihe, while the other wished him well.
"Seventh Sister… I am here!"
Bai Zihe's tone was calm, yet it instantly startled the two individuals.
"Little Martial Brother…"
Yao Ke'er's face lit up with joy, but then it contorted in alarm: "You shouldn't have come, hurry and leave, now, immediately… Go!"
She was extremely anxious.
The strength of the Yao family… she knew it all too well.
It was far too dangerous for her Little Martial Brother to be here!
"Leave?"
Bai Zihe's gaze fell upon Yao Cunxiao, carrying a hint of a sneer. He then said to Yao Ke'er, "Seventh Sister, I've come to take you back."
"If we're leaving, then we'll leave together."
Yao Ke'er was at a loss for words.
"Leave?"
Yao Cunxiao sneered dismissively, "Since you're here, you think you can still leave?"
"Men!"
"Here!"
Suddenly, ten figures appeared within the room.
Five blocked the doorway, and five occupied the windows.
They formed a circle, sealing the entire room tightly.
Not to mention a person, even a mosquito trying to fly out would be pinned to the ground and have its legs and wings ripped off!
"Attack him, kill him!"
A fierce glint flashed in Yao Cunxiao's eyes.
"Yes!"
The ten figures immediately unleashed their auras.
"Rumble—"
These ten individuals were all Grandmasters!
Ten threads of qi shot skyward, converging to form a force that dwarfed mountains, making one lose the will to climb! It was deeper than an abyss, making one hesitant to probe!
Yao Ke'er's face paled dramatically. Struggling, she shouted, "Whoever dares to lay a hand on my Little Martial Brother, I swear to kill his entire family in the future!"
However…
The ten Grandmasters paid her words no heed and lunged fiercely towards Bai Zihe.
Some were as brave as tigers.
Some were as violent as raging storms.
Some were as impetuous as thunder.
And some…
The ten Grandmasters, each displaying their unique prowess, presented a magnificent and awe-inspiring spectacle.
The next moment.
One Grandmaster reached Bai Zihe and punched towards his head, intending to kill him with a single blow.
A cold light flashed in Bai Zihe's eyes.
He unleashed his right hand.
In mid-air, countless palm shadows instantly appeared, merging and overlapping before finally striking the Grandmaster's chest.
"Bang!"
"Crack!"
"Pfft—"
The Grandmaster felt an overwhelming palm force surge towards him, instantly shattering countless ribs in his chest and causing his chest to cave in.
He was violently slammed against the wall behind him, deforming it.
Finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, lifeless.
Killed with a single palm!
Such strength was utterly astonishing!
The expressions of the other nine Grandmasters changed, their auras suddenly diminishing significantly.
Bai Zihe showed no mercy.
He surged forward, sending them flying one by one.
One minute later.
Only three individuals remained standing in the room.
Bai Zihe, Yao Cunxiao, and Yao Ke'er.
Yao Ke'er was stunned.
Her Little Martial Brother's strength was so formidable that even ten Grandmasters fighting together were no match for him.
But she was also more worried.
Because…
Bai Zihe killing ten Grandmasters would surely enrage Yao Cunxiao.
Indeed, Yao Cunxiao's gaze fell upon Bai Zihe, as cold as ice, almost dripping with frost. "Bai Zihe, since you are so strong…"
"Then you deserve to die even more!"
In an instant.
A vast aura erupted from his body, filling the small room and instantly reducing everything within it to dust.
The sharp, chilling killing intent caused the surroundings to freeze over with a thick layer of frost!
"Little Martial Brother…"
Yao Ke'er immediately panicked and shouted, "Hurry and leave, Father has already broken through the Grandmaster realm and entered a higher state!"
She had some understanding of Yao Cunxiao's approximate strength.
Who knew.
Bai Zihe, upon hearing this, remained unfazed, his footsteps not shifting an inch, clearly unafraid.
This made Yao Ke'er anxious.
But no matter how anxious she was, if Bai Zihe didn't leave, she could do nothing.
While it took time to describe, everything happened in the flash of an eye.
"Die…"
Yao Cunxiao lunged forward ferociously, like a swift shuttle, extremely fast.
His palm formed into a claw, directly grasping for Bai Zihe's throat.
This move…
Was Bai Zihe's usual technique.