"Puff, puff, puff—"
The next moment, the Ying guards who had just fired were all dead!
But they didn't stop.
More Ying warriors, drawing their katanas, charged over.
Spreading across the hills and plains, an immense tide.
"Seeking death!"
Bai Zihe snorted coldly, a sky-sweeping killing intent erupted, stirring a vast, long wind.
In the next second, Bai Zihe was submerged by the Ying warriors.
Or rather.
Bai Zihe submerged the Ying warriors.
Like a fierce tiger diving into a flock of sheep, Bai Zihe killed a group of Ying warriors with a single move, none surviving to the second.
In an instant, blood flowed everywhere, and countless bodies lay strewn.
In less than three minutes.
All the Ying warriors were dead, not a single one left!
"Buzz—"
Just then, a wisp of energy brushed past Bai Zihe, like ripples on a lake.
Then the heavens and earth changed color, the cosmos dimmed.
As if at this moment, it had returned to the state before chaos.
Bai Zihe entered a world of blood and gore.
White bones were scattered everywhere.
Fresh blood flowed profusely.
Skeletons roamed, and zombies littered the ground.
Demonic soldiers wailed, and demonic generals roared incessantly.
From the sun and moon above to the mountains and rivers below, everything exuded an eerie aura, a pervasive malevolence.
"Bai Zihe, you are doomed!"
A voice filled with killing intent echoed, it was Songdao Zechuan.
He had just used these Ying guards and warriors to stall Bai Zihe, while he and several Ying experts joined forces to set up a grand formation.
And now...
The formation was complete, and Bai Zihe had nowhere to escape!
"Doomed?"
Bai Zihe chuckled in disbelief.
He looked at the crudely laughable formation and said disdainfully, "When you were making those little moves just now, I had already noticed."
"I thought..."
"You would be some formidable characters."
"But you ended up setting up this piece of junk, which is an insult to the word 'formation'!"
His words were spoken with immense confidence.
But it enraged Songdao Zechuan immensely.
"Arrogant!"
"Bai Zihe, how dare you be so presumptuous!"
"Now I will let you taste the power of our Ying formation, activate it!"
As his voice fell.
A great wind suddenly raged within the formation, a spectacular scene unfolded.
Countless demonic soldiers and ghost generals, holding bloody sabers, wailed and roared as they charged at Bai Zihe, their appearances terrifying and horrifying.
Bai Zihe sneered.
"Annihilate!"
With a single glance, divine light erupted, a majestic power unstoppable!
"Splash!"
"Rumble..."
"Crackling..."
Everything within the formation vanished into smoke.
Dust to dust, earth to earth.
Returning to clarity.
"That's all..."
Bai Zihe sneered, "It's far inferior to the Bewitching Formation of Miao Jiang."
"Pfft—"
As the formation broke, the Ying people, led by Songdao Zechuan, all spat out a mouthful of blood.
They had suffered a backlash.
"Bai Zihe, you, you actually can..."
Songdao Zechuan clutched his chest, pointing a finger at Bai Zihe, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"The formation is broken!"
Bai Zihe roared, like thunder, like a divine decree, "Why don't you hasten to take your own lives?"
"Buzz—"
A mysterious and unfathomable power erupted.
It flowed into the ears of the Ying people, solemn and inviolable.
Immediately.
A sacred expression appeared on their faces, and then each took out a katana, decisively performing seppuku!
They fell to the ground, their faces filled with release, serenity, and contentment!
Only Songdao Zechuan was left at the scene.
His strength was a notch higher than the others, and he was not bewildered by Bai Zihe's soul-captivating voice, thus surviving.
But witnessing this scene unfold...
Songdao Zechuan's face was filled with horror, and his eyes were already teeming with boundless fear.
Bai Zihe...
Was not human!
Too terrifying, too insurmountable.
But it also filled Songdao Zechuan with uncontainable rage.
"Bai Zihe..."
"You must die today, even if the Jade Emperor descended, he couldn't save you, I say it!"
As he spoke.
Songdao Zechuan took out a syringe.
Without hesitation, he injected it into his arm.
A visible blood-red color spread from the injection site, towards his shoulder, and then throughout his entire body.
In the span of a breath.
Songdao Zechuan transformed into a crimson-hued man, appearing extremely grotesque.
"Buzz—"
Concurrently.
Songdao Zechuan also erupted with astonishing power.
From the initial Grandmaster, he quickly reached Advanced Grandmaster, then Half-step Great Grandmaster, but it still didn't stop.
"Boom!"
A loud noise echoed from the sky, and Songdao Zechuan entered the ranks of Great Grandmaster.
His breaths were like the heavens swallowing and the earth exhaling.
With every gesture, a boundless power gathered.
"Bai Zihe, didn't expect this, did you!"
All fear stems from insufficient firepower.
And now, Songdao Zechuan himself had broken through to Great Grandmaster, thus he was no longer afraid of Bai Zihe and dared to confront him head-on.
"With a mere syringe of potion, I can possess such power!"
Songdao Zechuan's face was full of smugness.
Bai Zihe scoffed, "This level of skill makes you so pleased with yourself... Even if you are a Great Grandmaster, how powerful can you really be?"