At the sa ti-
A storm of Demonic Qi and Sword Qi collided again and again-each clash ripping cracks through the clouds.
At the center of that chaos-
Bai Zihan stood alone!
He faced not one opponent.
Not two.
Not three.
But-
Ten Void Refinent Demonic Elders, each radiating murderous intent.
And Bai Zihan... wasn't even showing a hint of panic on his face.
A skeletal elder with horns snarled, sin qi writhing around him like tentacles. "Bai Zihan... you're certainly strong. Far stronger than the rumors." Another stepped forward, licking his lips with a forked tongue. "But you've overestimated yourself. Ten of us... against one of you." A third elder, cloaked in swirling violet demonic flas, smirked.
"You're surrounded. Even you must know resisting is pointless."
Then one of the elders laughed.
"Bai Zihan... have you ever considered joining us?"
The other demonic elders grinned one by one.
"Your actions are all known to us. You would flourish pretty great among us." Finally, the leading elder chuckled.
"We can give you a status equivalent to-perhaps even higher than the Saint and Saintess. In the future, you might even beco a leader and lead everyone as the Absolute Ruler!"
He gave a tempting offer.
Although it looked like they had the advantage with ten Void Refinent Elders, they knew better than to feel confident.
Bai Zihan was soone capable of killing even Grade-10 Demonic Beasts.
Moreover, many believed that Bai Zihan was soone perfectly suited to becoming a Demonic Cultivator.
A man who loved power above all else-that was how Bai Zihan appeared in the eyes of many.
If they could recruit him, it was indeed not a dream to even make him the Leader of Demonic Cultivators with his talent.
Silence!
Bai Zihan tilted his head slightly.
"You are correct."
Bai Zihan smiled faintly.
"I do agree that I would flourish among you."
Their grins widened-
But Bai Zihan continued.
"But..."
His sword shifted an inch.
"I don't like listening to people weaker than myself."
Their smiles froze.
"-What?"
Bai Zihan's gaze sharpened.
Bai Zihan raised his sword.
"If you are scared of fighting , just say so and get out of my way. Why are
you disrupting my hunting?"
Bai Zihan asked, annoyed.
"Arrogant brat...!"
"You stand alone-while we are ten Void Refinent cultivators!"
"Check for yourself who is weaker!"
The ten elders erupted with Demonic Qi filled with rage.
A tidal wave of killing intent crashed toward Bai Zihan.
But Bai Zihan only exhaled.
Slowly and Calmly.
Bai Zihan lifted his sword. His aura exploded.
Bai Zihan's voice echoed like thunder:
"Co!"
The ten elders were already charging.
Their Demonic Qi ford a storm.
They roared together:
"BAI ZIHAN-DIE!"
The ten Void Refinent Elders descended like a collapsing sky.
Demonic Qi tore open the clouds, twisting the heavens into a vortex of chaos.
Bai Zihan stepped forward.
His eyes narrowed-not in fear, but in focus.
"Nine Shadows Flowing Light Sword!"
WHOOOOSH-!!!
His figure shattered into nine afterimages, each moving with impossible
fluidity.
It was as if nine Bai Zihans stepped out of him, each light as flowing wind, each faster than the blink of an eye.
The first elder slashed downward-
But his blade cut only air as a Bai Zihan flickered past his shoulder.
The second elder thrust forward-
A Bai Zihan spun around him, his sword slicing a shallow mark across the
elder's cheek before vanishing.
"Tsk! Not this one either!"
A third elder roared and unleashed a demonic vortex-
Only for three Bai Zihans to weave through it simultaneously, their combined
sword arcs forcing him back a dozen ters.
Every ti they struck, Bai Zihan wasn't there.
Every ti they defended-
He was.
His sword flickered like dancing sunlight-
SHILING-!
SHILING-!
In less than a breath, three elders' robes were torn open, blood spraying where
his blade had grazed their shoulders, ribs, or arms.
Then-
"Don't let him move freely! FORMATION!"
The ten demonic elders unleashed their trump card, forming a large-scale
killing array mid-air.
Pitch-black runic light surged between them, locking Bai Zihan inside a
spinning cage of demonic qi.
From below, it looked like a dark sun had ford in the sky.
The formation tightened.
Even Bai Zihan could feel it.
This was the difference between demonic beasts and humans.
No matter how many demonic beasts ca together, they could never coordinate as well as humans.
The ten Void Refinent Demonic Elders roared in unison as the demonic
runes ignited-
A tidal wave of pitch-black killing intent surged toward Bai Zihan from every
direction.
Spears of condensed Demonic Qi.
Blades made from Qi.
Fangs of devouring darkness.
Claws ford from miasma thick enough to corrode spirit artifacts.
A true slaughter array.
Everything thrown at the sa point:
Bai Zihan!
It was overkill for Spirit Severing and even not used for ordinary Great
Ascension Realm Cultivator.
After this, perhaps the ten Demonic Elder could no longer fight because of
exhaustion of their Qi.
However, that only showed how much of a threat Bai Zihan is truly seen by the
Demonic Cultivator.
The sky itself darkened from the sheer killing intent converging on one man,
"Eternal Flowing Water Sword!"
The air itself bent.
A shimring arc of sword light unfurled around him, like a stream turning into
a vast, rolling tide.
WHOOOOOOOOSH-!!!
A circular wave of sword qi erupted outward.
It wasn't violent.
It was inevitable.
Every demonic spear that pierced toward him-
lted into dust as it touched the flowing sword light.
Every claw of sin qi-Was pulled aside, redirected into harmless flows.
Every demonic fla-extinguished before it made it to Bai Zihan. Even the combined kill formation shook violently as its attacks were split,
dissolved, or swept aside by Bai Zihan's serene yet unstoppable river-like
Sword Qi.
The ten elders' eyes widened.
Bai Zihan stepped forward.
Still within the formation. Yet Bai Zihan has no intention of just taking all the
attack and waiting like a sitting duck.
Bai Zihan turned his sword sideways-About to counterattack.
But-
"Now!"
BOOOOOOOM-!!!
Demonic Elders have been waiting for this. When Bai Zihan fell for the opening
that they deliberately showed, they would attack them.
A claw strike cut into his side-blood spraying into the air.
The ten elders burst into victorious howls.
"That's it! He got directly hit!" "KEEP PRESSURE-HE CAN'T KEEP THIS UP!"
"Hahahahaha! We hit him! We finally hit-"
Before he could finish-
Bai Zihan's afterimage surged out of the blow, eyes cold.
His sword sliced across the elder's chest so cleanly the wound didn't even
bleed for a mont.
Then-
BOOOOSH!!!
Blood erupted like a fountain.
"ARGH!"
The elder scread and fell back.
Bai Zihan didn't bother looking at him. The other nine elders froze. Their laughter died in their throats.
For a mont- Everything went silent.
"How...?"
"No way..."
"That attack-he took it head-on...!"
Their shock rippled through the formation like thunder.
The elder who landed the hit staggered backward, clutching his chest as the
gash Bai Zihan left finally tore open fully.
But Bai Zihan?
He stood exactly where he had been.
No trembling.
Not even a hint of pain on his face.
His robes fluttered from the shockwave, but not a drop of blood stuck to them.
The wound they thought they inflicted-
Was gone.
Completely gone.
As if nothing had ever touched him.
Bai Zihan stood there like an invincible Emperor looking down upon the
common people. "Co," Bai Zihan challenged.
"Let us continue!"
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