Boom!!!
A formidable killing intent, like a surging tide, instantly engulfed everyone.
A sense of overwhelming waves crashed against their chests incessantly.
At this moment, everyone found themselves gasping for breath under the immense pressure.
In an instant.
Malevolent energy filled the air, dark clouds obscured the sun!
Outside the cemetery, dust and sand flew, a fierce wind raged, stinging everyone's faces.
Bai Zihe's toes touched the ground, creating a deep pit.
He himself shot out like an arrow loosed from a bow, his boundless fury directed at the black-clothed figures.
There were eight of them!
But.
Bai Zihe's awe-inspiring might showed no trace of fear.
In his rage, he intended to take on all eight black-clothed figures alone!
The reactions of those present varied.
Zheng Ding Tian's face naturally lit up with joy.
Four years ago, he had personally witnessed the black-clothed figures in action. Their strength far surpassed that of ordinary martial artists, which was why he had unhesitatingly followed their orders to deal with Bai Zihe.
And now, Bai Zihe was challenging eight of them…
This was no different from sending himself to his death!
Chen Zhen Nan and Hong Tian Yin's hearts were filled with dread!
The fact that these black-clothed figures could bypass the heavy encirclement of the soldiers and appear outside the cemetery undetected meant they were undoubtedly ancient martial artists!
Bai Zihe, facing eight opponents now, was likely in grave danger!
Only Xue Er and Zhan Tian Long remained outwardly composed.
Although they were unaware of Bai Zihe's true strength, what he had already revealed was enough to instantly kill these black-clothed figures.
As expected.
Initially, the eight black-clothed figures, relying on their numerical advantage, could contend with Bai Zihe.
Unfortunately, in less than three seconds.
Bai Zihe seized an opening from one of them and effortlessly blasted him away.
The immense palm force pulverized his internal organs. He fell to the ground, spitting a mixture of shredded flesh and blood.
His head lolled to the side.
He was dead!
The remaining seven were immediately shaken to their core.
Just how powerful was this Bai Zihe!
They were of similar status and comparable strength.
If one of them could be killed by a single palm strike from Bai Zihe, then they would likely suffer the same fate if they took a blow.
In a battle between experts, any distraction was costly!
Furthermore, their own strength was already inferior to Bai Zihe's.
In that moment of stunned disbelief, Bai Zihe unleashed consecutive palm strikes, eliminating three more.
The remaining four black-clothed figures saw this and turned to flee. Three of them were struck by Bai Zihe's golden needles at vital points and all fell to the ground, their lives extinguished.
Only the black-clothed figure who had boasted earlier remained on the scene.
Bai Zihe walked towards him step by step.
Since he was the mastermind from four years ago, Bai Zihe would naturally not let him die easily!
However, as the black-clothed figure watched Bai Zihe approach, he showed no fear. Instead, a strange smile slowly spread across his face!
"Bai Zihe…"
"You are indeed strong."
"Unfortunately… our mission is complete!"
With that, he tilted his head, biting his tongue and committing suicide.
Bai Zihe, observing his peculiar words and actions, was momentarily stunned, a bad premonition suddenly dawning in his heart!
At this moment, Su Wei Wei rushed down from the cemetery on the mountain, "Mr. Bai, something has happened!"
Bai Zihe jolted awake, realizing it was about his father and little sister in the cemetery!
That was right.
Their defenses were relatively weaker.
If any black-clothed figures managed to infiltrate, the people Su Wei Wei brought would be utterly insufficient!
The next moment.
Bai Zihe transformed into a shadow and entered the cemetery.
The people brought by Su Wei Wei were already lying scattered on the ground, it was unclear if they were dead or unconscious. However, Bai Zhan Hong and Bai Ruo Yi were still standing.
Yet, they stood rigidly, indistinguishable from puppets.
"Father?"
"Little sister?"
Bai Zihe called out softly, but received no response.
He quickly stepped forward to check and his expression immediately changed.
Bai Zhan Hong and Bai Ruo Yi had been afflicted by a soul-confusing technique.
This kind of skill wouldn't kill, but it would render a person mentally confused for a period, causing them to respond to every question and comply with every request!
Bai Zihe immediately performed the Yin-Yang Seventy-Two Needles, puncturing the corresponding acupoints to help them regain their senses.
A moment later, Bai Ruo Yi awoke, though she was still groggy.
She looked at Bai Zihe before her and asked in confusion, "Brother, what happened? Why do I feel like I had a dream?"
"Not good!"
Bai Zhan Hong also woke up, his head still feeling heavy.
But upon hearing Bai Ruo Yi's words, he instantly realized what was happening and let out a startled cry.
Bai Zihe quickly asked, "Father, what happened?"
"Just now…"
Bai Zhan Hong's expression shifted repeatedly, and he said anxiously, "A black-clothed figure ran in and knocked everyone down."
"He touched me, and I couldn't control myself."
"Then…"
"He asked a question!"