"Whoosh..."
The next moment, Bai Zihe appeared in the clouds.
This is the power of the Mahayana realm!
Even without relying on magical artifacts, one can soar through the heavens and earth with their physical body alone.
What presence!
What elegance!
Vast and unfettered, as if riding the wind through the void, nothing more!
Bai Zihe looked up at the red sun in the sky and down at the vast earth, a surge of heroism welling up within him.
"Jingle..."
Just then, his phone rang.
The screen displayed, Fifth Senior Sister!
Bai Zihe immediately answered the call, "Fifth Senior Sister..."
"Little Junior Brother, something big has happened!"
On the other end of the phone, Yue Rushuang, filled with both relief and urgency, said anxiously, "Yesterday, some cultivators were secretly searching for news about you."
"I immediately ordered people to transfer Uncle Bai and little sister."
"And now..."
"I've received news that some cultivators went to Tenglong Bay Villa and then flew away on their swords, likely to pursue you."
"Hurry back to Suhang City!"
Something had happened!
Someone was targeting his father and little sister!
Upon hearing this news, Bai Zihe's eyes instantly widened with rage, his earlier heroism replaced by boundless fury.
Father and little sister...
They were Bai Zihe's absolute inverse scale.
Anyone who dared to lay a hand on them would be met with his frenzied retaliation!
"Whoosh—"
At this moment, Bai Zihe's speed was unprecedented.
In the blink of an eye, he vanished from this realm, leaving only a long ripple of spiritual energy in his wake.
"Tianshan Sword Sect..."
Bai Zihe uttered each word, almost gritting his teeth as he roared!
Needless to say.
Bai Zihe knew that Qin Changkong, having failed to find him, had decided to target his little sister and father to use them as leverage against him.
In fact.
Since returning to Daxia, Bai Zihe had often worried about such a situation.
The power of cultivators was too immense.
Let alone martial artists, they might not even pay attention to extreme thermal weapons, thus acting unruly and without restraint!
And now...
They had indeed begun to act recklessly in a frenzy.
"Qin Changkong..."
Bai Zihe's eyes widened with anger, almost bleeding, "You'd better not do anything to them, otherwise..."
"Even if it costs me my life and spiritual cultivation, I, Bai Zihe, will surely destroy the Tianshan Sword Sect, scatter your souls to the winds, and grant you no chance of reincarnation!"
Suhang City.
Inside the black Mercedes-Benz.
No one was in the mood to speak.
They all knew.
This time, the enemy they faced was unprecedented!
The opponents they had faced before were not even comparable to this one.
"Swish..."
The Mercedes-Benz accelerated to over three hundred kilometers per hour.
Xue'er was driving.
While Zhan Tianlong was communicating with Governor Chen Zhennan, instructing him to clear all obstacles on the route to achieve greater speed.
However...
Xue'er, who was driving, suddenly saw her pupils contract.
Because, a black dot appeared in her vision. No, it wasn't a black dot, but a person.
He stood in the middle of the road, neither dodging nor yielding, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
It was Chen Changhong, a cultivator from the Tianshan Sword Sect.
"Screech..."
Without hesitation, Xue'er slammed on the brakes and immediately swerved, attempting to escape.
"Are you done playing?"
But the next moment, as the car slowed down, a taunting voice came from the side of the car window. It was none other than Chen Changhong, who had been hundreds of meters away just moments ago!
Such speed...
Was enough to make Xue'er despair!
"Xue'er, you escort the master first, I'll stop him!"
The next moment, Zhan Tianlong got out of the car from the other side and lunged at Chen Changhong with all his might, trying to block him for a moment.
"Oh?"
Chen Changhong grinned, full of contempt.
A martial artist like Zhan Tianlong was no different from an ant in his eyes.
A gentle squeeze...
Would be enough to make Zhan Tianlong wish he were dead and scatter his soul to the winds!
However.
Chen Changhong was not in a hurry.
The life of a cultivator was extremely monotonous, filled with meditation and contemplation.
Therefore.
The long passage of time had made the personalities of many cultivators extremely eccentric.
Some were cruel and bloodthirsty.
Some were playful and mischievous.
Some were persistent and steadfast.
Some were sinister and cunning.
And Chen Changhong enjoyed playing with human nature the most.
He loved watching others fall into despair and helplessness, gnash their teeth at him, yet be utterly unable to do anything about it, their rage impotent.
This feeling...
Was like drinking fine wine, intoxicating him.
"Bang!"
The next moment, Zhan Tianlong lunged in front of Chen Changhong.
Then.
Chen Changhong simply raised his foot slightly and kicked out. It looked simple and unadorned, without any flashy moves, yet it possessed immense destructive power.
"Swish..." Kuaishuge
Zhan Tianlong was instantly kicked flying by the immense force.
The explosive speed was like a cannonball being fired, and in the blink of an eye, he vanished from his original position, appearing in the sky.
"Tianlong!"
Seeing this, Xue'er's eyes almost burst with rage.
Zhan Tianlong hadn't even reached the Grandmaster level. A kick like that, even without any internal energy, would likely break all his bones!
Not to mention.
Flying to the highest point and falling from mid-air...
He would undoubtedly be smashed into a pulp of flesh!
And this.
Was precisely what Chen Changhong loved to see.
"Don't you like to struggle? Keep it up, I like to watch."
Chen Changhong grinned, a mocking smile playing on his lips. He didn't regard Zhan Tianlong as a human life at all.
As if...
He was just a dog that could be casually tortured and killed!
"You!"
Xue'er was shocked, enraged, and furious.
However.
The master and young lady were still in the car. Even if she wanted to fight to the death, she couldn't do anything to Chen Changhong at all.
In fact, she wasn't even qualified to commit suicide!
"What, angry?"
Chen Changhong's gaze swept over Xue'er's face, a flicker of lust appearing, and his eyes became incredibly greedy. "Little girl, you have some beauty."
"As long as you serve me well..."
"I can take you as my cultivation furnace, what do you say?"
"Hahaha..."
After speaking, Chen Changhong burst into arrogant laughter.
There were too few female disciples in their Tianshan Sword Sect, and he wasn't among the most outstanding, so he had no Dao companion.
Although Xue'er was an ordinary martial artist.
In his eyes, being a cultivation furnace wasn't bad either!
"You, shameless!"
Xue'er was both ashamed and enraged, her pretty face turning ice-cold. She spat out the words, almost gritting her teeth.
However.
Her expression only made Chen Changhong more excited.
"This is already shameless?"
"Hahaha..."
Chen Changhong slowly licked his lips. "There will be more shameless things later!"
After speaking, he reached out his pig-like hand towards Xue'er.
"Slap!"
In her shame and anger, Xue'er slapped Chen Changhong across the face.
Chen Changhong was stunned.
He, a powerful cultivator of the Integration realm, was actually slapped by an ordinary person, and on the face at that!
This was an absolute, profound humiliation!
"Very good."
"Little girl, you have completely ignited my rage!"
Chen Changhong's eyes instantly turned incomparably cold, two balls of fire burning fiercely within them. "Not only will I toy with you..."
"I will capture you and bring you back to the Tianshan Sword Sect, letting all my senior and junior brothers have their way with you!"
"Swish!"
As his words fell.
Chen Changhong reached out his hand towards Xue'er again.
Xue'er instinctively wanted to retreat, but suddenly discovered that her entire body was restrained by a powerful pressure, rendering her unable to move even an inch!
A cultivator of the Integration realm was simply beyond her ability to resist!
"Stop!"
Bai Zhanhong, who was behind, could not bear to watch. He said in a deep voice, "Your target is me, let her go, and I will go with you!"