“If I evacuate… then what about the people who remain…”

Yun Yao looked at Chu Tianqiu with a complicated expression.

“The remaining people all have their own destinies.” Chu Tianqiu said in a low voice with a serious expression, “Even someone as powerful as Zhang Shan cannot completely resist Baihu. He can only temporarily possess an enhanced physical body, but Baihu still has destructive ‘Echoes’, so those who can evacuate need to leave first.”

After hearing this, Yun Yao nodded. She felt that Chu Tianqiu seemed a bit different again.

This was a state she had never felt before. The words he just spoke seemed to show concern for his teammates.

In the past, the phrase Yun Yao heard most often from Chu Tianqiu was, “For more people to survive, it’s normal for some to die.”

These two concepts seemed to point in the same direction, yet were somehow different.

Yun Yao shook her head and took a step back. “Tianqiu, earlier Baihu said… we might not have another reincarnation.”

“I anticipated that.” Chu Tianqiu raised his head to look at the sky. “But Heavenly-Dragon won’t wake until tomorrow. There are still many things we can do. This is just the beginning, right?”

“I hope so…”

Yun Yao sighed and retreated, soon disappearing into the crowd.

When passing by Jiang Ruoxue, she turned to glance at her. Neither of them spoke, merely brushing past each other in that instant.

Baihu had not expected that someone on the scene could actually collide head-on with him, and became cautious for a moment.

But he quickly understood the situation before him. This person should possess either “Divine Strength,” “Brute Force,” or “Heaven’s Vigor”—one of these abilities. However, in any case, he could only possess one such ability.

Moreover, judging from how he caught that punch just now, the strong man before him wasn’t crazy enough. No matter which type of body-enhancing “immortal technique” it was, it would strengthen or weaken based on the opponent’s level of rationality.

Baihu decisively rushed forward and exchanged blows with Zhang Shan. Their strange battle drew the attention of everyone present.

After all, Zhang Shan mostly used mixed martial arts techniques, combined with the tremendous force of “Heaven’s Vigor,” constantly trying to lock down Baihu, while Baihu’s fighting style was more like that of a wild beast that had lost its reason.

He would even advance on all fours on the ground, then ram his head toward his opponent’s nose. During this time, giant trees would continuously fall from above his head, and Baihu’s body would burst into flames from time to time.

Fortunately, Zhang Shan had “Heaven’s Vigor,” so ordinary injuries could heal themselves.

The battle between the two was like a chain collision accident. The enormous shockwaves prevented nearby people from approaching. Zhang Shan felt pain all over his body, as if he were engaged in close combat with someone wearing armor. But at this point, he was probably the only person who could hold back Baihu. If he retreated, everyone would die.

But soon after, he discovered an even more severe problem facing him. According to his memory, his “Heaven’s Vigor” typically wouldn’t last very long. He would probably be defeated within a few dozen seconds.

He could only take advantage of his last chance to dodge one of Baihu’s deadly attacks, then swing his fist toward the opponent’s cheek. Baihu immediately raised his hand to block.

In the next second, a layer of cotton suddenly appeared on Zhang Shan’s fist. Behind the cotton was another layer of large stones. In just a single breath, many iron spikes protruded from the stones.

When this punch landed, an earth-shaking sound rang out. All the stones on Zhang Shan’s arm shattered completely, and the iron spikes also pierced into Baihu’s arm, forcibly knocking Baihu back five steps.

“Ha…” Zhang Shan’s fist began to bleed at this moment, but the wound began to heal in an instant. “I’ve said it all along—if everyone helps out together, what can’t be solved?”

After speaking, he felt his fist was still somewhat painful. He looked down and saw that the wound was healing exceptionally slowly.

“You…”

Baihu gritted his teeth, shook the iron spikes from his arm, then pounced forward again. In the next second, several corpses around them stood up on the spot and rushed forward to grab hold of Baihu.

Under the combined efforts of many people’s “Echoes,” Baihu couldn’t gain any advantage for the time being.

Suddenly—

During the struggle, a “rustling” sound similar to a rainstorm hitting the ground suddenly began to ring out across the square.

Baihu and the people around him began to stop their movements, carefully searching for the source of this enormous sound.

A moment later, Baihu turned his head around and looked once more at his “completely empty” rear.

From the void in mid-air, fragments the size of beans were now pouring down like torrential rain.

Those black beans fell at an angle, as if a bag filled with rice had been cut open in mid-air.

After the black beans hit the ground, they scattered and flowed away like sewage, continuously making “rustling” sounds as they struck the ground.

The giant bell and display screen were indeed gone, but the fragments were continuously being produced from top to bottom.

Baihu walked forward trembling all over, trying to reach out to catch those fragments, his expression full of sorrow.

But countless fragments merely flowed through Baihu’s fingers, with no intention of staying at all.

In just a moment, the fragments of the giant bell and display screen finished pouring down from top to bottom. The square returned to quietness once more, leaving only a ground covered in fragments.

Yan Zhichun knew that all four giant bells had collapsed. From this moment on, “Echoes” would become an open secret that no one could see or hear for everyone.

“Everyone, I am Yan Zhichun, and I am the Extreme Path King.”

Baihu truly went mad. While roaring to kill all the “rebels,” he reached out and sent Zhang Shan flying.

“Our first ring of tasks has been completed. Next, please follow all the team leaders to escape.”

The many “Participants” who had been stunned for a long time finally understood what the current mission objective was upon hearing Baihu’s instructions. They began to follow Baihu in frantically attacking the many “Extreme Path” members present.

Zhang Shan’s “Heaven’s Vigor” had already failed. Just as someone was about to kill him, he was rescued by Little Glasses again. Chu Tianqiu covered everyone’s rear, and “Heaven’s Mouth” also began to escort all the “Extreme Path” members in their evacuation.

The “Extreme Path” members changed their target. First, they randomly formed small teams with people around them, then rushed toward the various team leaders that Yan Zhichun had named at the beginning.

“If anyone is too exhausted, they can also rest on the spot. We’ll meet again in the next reincarnation.”

“Wait…! Our squad has too many people!” Jiang Ruoxue shouted loudly in the chaos. “Split off a portion to follow Xiao Xiao!”

“After all, we will be fleeing for our lives from now until dusk arrives.”

Baihu’s eyes turned red with killing. He charged directly into the crowd. He couldn’t distinguish between “rebels” and “Extreme Path” members at all, only continuously using explosive combustion, turning the entire square into a sea of fire.

The massive explosions and smoke also became an excellent tool for everyone to conceal their figures. Those who weren’t killed on the spot immediately lowered their bodies and began to weave through the crowd.

“And after dusk, we will board the train destined for death.”

“That is our starting point, and it will also be destined to be our end point.”

“Everyone, long live the Extreme Path.”