Baihu looked toward the direction where Xuanwu had left and zoned out for a brief half-moment, then began to concentrate on dealing with the situation before him.

He remembered that it had been a long time since he had used such frequent and powerful “Immortal Arts.” Right now he only felt that his condition was unprecedentedly good.

A long-lost sense of relaxation and ease began to course through his entire body. Every cell and pore gradually relaxed, as if all his troubles had already begun to be cast behind him.

Those past sufferings, confusions, and sorrows were now covered with a blurry white film due to the excessive use of “Immortal Arts,” becoming unclear in his mind.

He only wanted to slaughter.

The “Immortal Arts” he released also gradually evolved from the initially harmless “Strong Wind” to “Flourishing Wood” and “Explosive Flames” that could take lives.

But why was he standing here killing people…?

What were these people trying to do again…?

He’d forgotten.

He only knew that he had been waiting here alone for a long time, perhaps waiting to kill people?

No… Baihu paused. It seemed like he had killed before, right?

How many people did he kill that time?

He’d forgotten that too.

Baihu’s eyes began to fill with bloodshot veins, and a murderous aura emanated from his entire body. This unsettling state made everyone become cautious.

Seeing this, Zheng Yingxiong immediately left Han Yimo’s side and ran toward the crowd engaged in close combat. The scent in the area was far too strong. He clearly felt his nostrils begin to bleed, but at this moment he couldn’t worry about that. He could only reach up and frantically cover his mouth and nose.

“It’s ‘Killing Intent’…” Zheng Yingxiong shouted while running toward Yan Zhichun. “Be careful!! It’s extremely intense ‘Killing Intent’!”

After hearing this, Yan Zhichun looked in Zheng Yingxiong’s direction, then immediately realized the situation was dire. She shouted loudly: “Take cover! Protect yourselves!”

Before everyone could react, Baihu suddenly raised his hand toward midair.

A strange force field began to surge around Baihu. The air between everyone and Baihu began to distort due to the high temperature.

Yan Zhichun had no time to think further. Countless flash-of-inspiration tactics instantly surged through her mind.

Many nearby “Extreme Path” members couldn’t dodge because they were concentrating on releasing their “Echoes,” but Baihu was clearly about to use some kind of killing move. These “Extreme Path” members rushing to the front lines were the main force and absolutely could not die here.

Yan Zhichun closed her eyes, then shifted her feet. The people behind her unconsciously began to line up in a column. Then Yan Zhichun placed her left hand forward and extended her right hand backward.

The dozen or so people behind her all made the same motion. They grabbed the hand of the person in front and were similarly grabbed by the person behind.

Everyone was shocked, but after discovering that the person controlling their bodies was the “Extreme Path King,” they relaxed slightly.

At the critical moment, Yan Zhichun suddenly pulled her left hand backward with force. She felt a tremendous force like a steel cable transmit from behind. Everyone retracted their left hands at this moment, pulling the person in front backward. Yan Zhichun, standing at the very front, received the greatest force and was almost flying backward at high speed.

She then hurriedly cut off her “Conviction,” canceled the longitudinal “Soul Capture” connection, and changed to horizontal, reconnecting to the twenty people standing at the front line. These twenty people also seemed to be pulled by something enormous in an instant, all flying backward in large movements.

This even included Jiang Ruoxue and Zhou Mo.

Almost at the same time, the space in front of Baihu suddenly erupted in a massive explosion—

*BOOM*!!

Although everyone had already begun to rapidly retreat under Yan Zhichun’s pull, they were still knocked off balance by the tremendous heat wave from the extremely close explosion.

Jiang Ruoxue was caught by Old Sun while flying backward at high speed, while Zhou Mo rolled agilely once after landing, then stood up.

Although everyone was in disarray, there weren’t many casualties. The massive explosion only made three to five people disappear instantly, with most of the rest suffering only minor injuries.

“Tch!!” Zhou Mo cursed loudly. “How was this done…? ‘Explosive Flames’ doesn’t even need a medium?!”

“Medium…?” Jiang Ruoxue froze for a moment.

“Logically speaking, ‘Explosive Flames’ needs to act upon an object…” Zhou Mo said with a puzzled expression. “Just what have these people trained their ‘Echoes’ to? Can they directly explode in the air without a medium?!”

After hearing this, Jiang Ruoxue paused: “Isn’t ‘air’… a medium?”

“What…”

Zhou Mo looked at the area in front of Baihu with lingering fear. If what Jiang Ruoxue said was true, then Baihu’s “Explosive Flames” was used even more skillfully than she had imagined.

He hadn’t made everything around him explode, as that would have damaged the giant bell and display screen behind him. Instead, he had only made the air directly in front of him “explosively combust” locally.

This was no longer at the level of treating air as a medium—this was at the level of making connected air separately undergo “explosive combustion.”

“I AM BAIHU!!”

Baihu threw his head back and shouted loudly, his voice penetrating the plaza and instantly resounding throughout the surroundings.

“Put down your weapons… enjoy the slaughter.”

Everyone felt that this phrase was somewhat familiar, but it shouldn’t have come from Baihu’s mouth under any circumstances.

The numerous people mobilized by “Celestial Bull” around the plaza had already surrounded this place so tightly that not even water could trickle through. They only knew that fighting had broken out in the center of the plaza, but didn’t know exactly how many sides were fighting, so until now they had only been observing.

At this moment, after everyone heard the elder in the center of the plaza loudly proclaim himself to be “Baihu,” they almost instantly understood the battle situation.

What multiple sides? Clearly Baihu was resisting the “rebels” with the power of one person.

This made the target too clear. On the plaza, aside from the white-robed elder, everyone else was an enemy.

“Support Baihu…!” A “Participant” suddenly shouted loudly.

“Support Baihu!!” Numerous “Participants” from all directions followed suit in shouting.

As the words fell, the many onlookers from all around began to rush into the plaza one after another. Because they hadn’t all reached the state of “Echo Users,” some even held wooden sticks and iron pipes as weapons.

In almost the blink of an eye, the “Extreme Path” was completely surrounded. The people on the outer perimeter had already begun fighting with the “Participants,” and the scene instantly descended into chaos.

Yan Zhichun, at the center of the storm, frowned as she looked around. Although she had mentally prepared herself for this feeling in advance, when it truly arrived it still made her especially conflicted.

The “Extreme Path” believed themselves to be just. The “Divine Beasts” believed themselves to be just. Even the “Participants” who had rushed over to help believed themselves to be just.

Three sides joined the battlefield forcefully with different objectives. With the “Extreme Path” sandwiched in the middle, would they still have a chance of victory?

But before she could figure out the tactics for the next step, she saw “Man-level Zodiacs” dressed in shabby suits beginning to gather from all directions.