The words fell.
A figure, clad in snow-white robes, descended onto the high platform with an overwhelming aura.
It was like divine light illuminating the world, a celestial being descending, majestic and awe-inspiring.
It was Bai Zihe!
He had been delayed by the Grandmaster of Gu Cultivation, and in the desolate wilderness, there was no way to find another vehicle.
Thus, he could only rush back on foot.
Fortunately, with his strength, his speed surpassed that of ordinary cars.
He had managed to arrive at the most critical juncture.
"You're finally here."
Hearing his voice, Zhou Batian threw Ji Xueyun aside and faced Bai Zihe directly, speaking with a sinister tone, "I thought you had already fled Jiangdong and would never return."
"Flee?"
Bai Zihe narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp and icy, "In my dictionary, there is no such word as 'flee'!"
With that.
He strode forward.
After checking the injuries of Long Qinglian and the Second Senior Sister, he set them aside and then, procuring some pills, he walked back again.
During this time.
Zhou Batian, confident in his martial prowess, simply watched him with a cold sneer, making no move to stop him.
After all, in his heart.
All three had already been marked for death.
"Bai Zihe."
Zhou Batian maintained his sinister grin, "You injured my Zhou family patriarch, but I am a man who appreciates talent."
"As long as you are willing to be my most loyal dog, today... you can still keep your life."
"Otherwise..."
Before he could finish speaking, Bai Zihe cut him off mercilessly.
"Old thief Zhou!"
"I'll say it here and now."
Bai Zihe's eyes were frigid, his demeanor dominating the world, "You dare to injure my Senior Sister, and today, no matter what you do, you will not escape death!"
"Arrogant!"
Zhou Batian was instantly enraged.
A powerful killing intent emanated from him, rapidly spreading outwards.
In a mere three seconds, it enveloped the entire grand hall, the powerful shockwave even generating rays of light that outshone the sun outside.
On the high platform, everything except Bai Zihe instantly turned to dust and ashes, slowly drifting to the ground.
As for the dignitaries in the grand hall, they were flung ten feet away.
At this moment.
He was the sole sovereign, above and below the heavens!
The shock in the hearts of the onlookers had long since become impossible to conceal.
Their eyes widened like copper bells, their mouths agape as if to swallow light bulbs, their expressions indescribable.
"Zhou Batian is too strong!"
"With this kind of strength, he has likely taken that crucial step."
"Be more confident, remove the 'likely', he has definitely taken that step, otherwise he wouldn't be this strong!"
"The Zhou family is unstoppable!"
"..."
After regaining their footing, the dignitaries couldn't help but whisper amongst themselves.
And Zhou Batian...
His form suddenly vanished, and his voice resounded from all directions, "I want to see, with what you, a mere youth, will kill me!"
Bai Zihe stood firm in the center, unmoved.
Even.
Under the bewildered gazes of countless people, Bai Zihe closed his eyes.
"Hiss—"
"This is courting death!"
"Bai Zihe is too arrogant, too presumptuous."
"To fight against a half-step Grandmaster and still dare to be so defiant, it's truly the path to ruin!"
"Bai Zihe is bound to die!"
Everyone looked at Bai Zihe with pity in their eyes.
Because his life had entered its countdown!
"Swish!"
Just then.
From the east, west, north, and south.
A shadow of Zhou Batian appeared in each direction, simultaneously attacking the Bai Zihe in the center.
"Die!"
A roar, filled with killing intent.
"Heh..."
Bai Zihe in the center suddenly opened his eyes.
Whoosh!
A sharp glint flashed from his pupils, like a divine light at the dawn of creation, illuminating the heavens and earth, shining upon the stars!
Bai Zihe aimed at the front left and struck out a palm in the air.
There...
It was empty.
This left the crowd below filled with doubt.
"What is he doing?"
"What else can he do but show off?"
"Just a dying struggle!"
"Die..."
The last person's words were cut short, as if choked.
Only then did they see.
After Bai Zihe unleashed his palm strike.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound echoed through the entire venue, and a figure appeared in mid-air, flying backward and spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.
It was Zhou Batian.