Hearing these words.
Zhang Wei's heart stirred. Bai Zihe saying this clearly meant he didn't take Kuang Dao and the Corpse Gu Puppet seriously.
What kind of strength would he possess then?
Kuang Dao, however, was furious.
"Arrogant!"
His face was contorted with rage, tinged with a chilling coldness. "This Gu Corpse is the work of a Grandmaster, its strength is no less than that of any true Martial Dao Grandmaster."
"You actually..."
Before he could finish his "you actually," he saw Bai Zihe move.
Bai Zihe walked forward with an air of leisurely confidence, striding boldly to within two Zhang of the Corpse Gu Puppet.
Arrogant!
Too arrogant!
Two Zhang was mere blinking distance for a master at the Half-step Grandmaster realm.
A casual strike would be enough to make Bai Zihe pay a heavy price.
Indeed.
Just as this thought surfaced, the Corpse Gu Puppet moved.
With a "swish," it vanished from its spot.
Reappearing in mid-air, it was already before Bai Zihe, its leg kicking directly towards Bai Zihe's forehead.
If that kick landed...
Forget a human head, even an iron ball would be crushed!
A sinister grin curved Kuang Dao's lips. Bai Zihe was about to pay the price for his arrogance!
"Watch closely!"
At this moment, Bai Zihe suddenly spoke.
Then.
He took half a step back, tilted his head, and dodged the thunderous kick. With his left hand behind his back, his right hand became a blade, chopping at the Corpse Gu Puppet's leg.
Boom!
With an explosive sound, the Corpse Gu Puppet's leg was sent flying.
If it hadn't been for the greatly enhanced durability after becoming a puppet, that blow would have been enough to make it explode!
"So strong!"
Zhang Wei watched, replaying the scene in his mind.
"Swish!"
The Corpse Gu Puppet felt no pain.
Blown away by Bai Zihe, it scrambled up and lunged again.
Bai Zihe, having demonstrated enough for Zhang Wei, no longer held back. He flicked out a golden light, the Yin Yang Seventy-Two Needles.
Boom!
The small golden needle carried immense, boundless power.
The Corpse Gu Puppet exploded in response!
Killed on the spot!
This scene left Zhang Wei yearning.
When would he possess such formidable, unparalleled strength, capable of protecting his homeland and vanquishing enemies?
Kuang Dao was utterly stunned.
A Half-step Grandmaster strength Corpse Gu Puppet, instantly killed by Bai Zihe...
"Whoosh!"
The next moment, he leaped up, hovering in mid-air!
Clang!
A sword cry shook the heavens and earth!
It was his prized sword, "Dragon Slayer," which he hadn't used in years!
"Hya—"
The next moment, Kuang Dao raised the sword above his head with both hands, gathered his power for a moment, condensed a thirty-nine-meter-long sword qi, and slashed down from the sky.
This sword qi...
Even before it arrived, the ground cracked everywhere.
The surging power it contained was capable of splitting mountains, shattering rocks, and sweeping away everything, terrifying beyond measure.
"Die!"
Kuang Dao watched as Bai Zihe seemingly allowed him to unleash his attack, a grim smile playing on his lips, the light in his eyes even colder than the sword's glare.
Time flew by.
The sword qi descended instantly above Bai Zihe's head, with the intention of splitting him in two.
Zhang Wei and Chen Shuang'er held their breath, their hearts in their throats.
This strike was too terrifying.
However.
Bai Zihe merely lifted his eyelids slightly, then raised his hands upwards.
In a flash of lightning.
He actually caught the colossal sword qi with both hands.
Then...
Like ice and snow melting, the sword qi rapidly diminished until it vanished.
This scene left everyone dumbfounded.
This maneuver...
Was simply unbelievable.
Kuang Dao, in his rage, swung his sword again.
But the result...
Without exception, it caused no harm to Bai Zihe.
Instead, Bai Zihe struck him in the chest with a palm, sending him flying like a leaf detaching from a branch, losing all support and crashing to the ground.
"Grandmaster..."
"Is nothing more than this."
"As long as one handles it appropriately, they are not as mysterious and powerful as you imagine."
Bai Zihe's words were naturally directed at Zhang Wei.
But to Kuang Dao's ears...
They were an immense humiliation, a shame like never before!
"Pop!"
He got up, not even wiping the blood trickling from his lips. He directly took out the green porcelain bottle given to him by the Grandmaster Gu cultivator and opened it.
Without regard for what was inside, he poured it into his mouth.
"Crack crack—"
In less than five seconds, his body underwent a drastic transformation.
His once bright eyes suddenly surged with bloodlust, filled with boundless ferocity and a desire to kill.
The clothes on his upper body burst open.
His arms and the skin on his body suddenly split open in countless places, yet no blood flowed out, appearing incredibly terrifying.
And his aura...
Was constantly climbing.
Ordinary Grandmaster, High-level Grandmaster... until finally stopping at Half-step Grandmaster!
His powerful aura shot towards the sky, shrouding the entire area in a blood-red hue, a world filled with slaughter and bloodshed.
Kuang Dao, wielding the Dragon Slayer sword, walked step by step towards Bai Zihe.