322: Baidi

"What are you mumbling about?!"

As this unrestrained voice rang out, the entire space instantly froze!

Time stopped flowing!

Space stopped changing!

All things returned to stillness!

Almost simultaneously, outside, in a certain space, Wuzang, who had just plunged his sword into the dragon's head, suddenly trembled. He abruptly turned his head and immediately saw Fang Bai's direction!

"It's you!"

Wuzang felt the familiar aura, and his gaze became complicated.

His memory of this aura dated back hundreds of years... "Sure enough... you weren't going to die that easily."

Wuzang smiled slightly, and the aura around him suddenly surged at this moment!

"Aargh!!"

Below, the Silver Scale Thunder Dragon God let out a miserable wail. It was severely injured all over; every sword cut was deep enough to expose bone, inflicting extremely heavy damage!

In this contest, it was no longer a match for Wuzang!

Wuzang's gaze fell upon it, and he spoke calmly: "This is the end. I have someone important to meet. You, it's time to die!"

Swish!

A white light seemed to illuminate the entire world—it was Wuzang's blade energy, swift as a fleeting shadow, cutting down everything!

Not only them, but the three Ninth-Rank Experts who were currently in a fierce battle also had to stop. They looked in a certain direction with astonishment.

At this moment, Su Yunsheng and Ancestor Pei were also seriously injured. Even working together, they still couldn't contend against the transformed Kuermei.

"This aura..."

Ancestor Pei's gaze fell upon Fang Bai's figure, and his aged eyes became complicated.

Su Yunsheng frowned: "Why does this aura feel a bit familiar?"

He was a person who had lived two lives. In his previous life, it was during the middle stage of the Spiritual Qi Revival, and at that time, the legend of a certain person still persisted.

Kuermei didn't find it familiar, but his expression turned serious, and a hint of dread flashed in his fierce eyes.

Because that aura already made him feel a sense of crisis!

How is this possible?!

Except for the Ninth Rank, everything within ten thousand miles was still!

The blade in Ye Gaoyuan's hand could not be brought down, no matter what he did.

Because a hand had firmly restrained it!

Ye Gaoyuan was still conscious. His pupils constricted in shock as he stared disbelievingly at the young man before him, saying, "Impossible! Why do you still have the strength to resist?!"

Meanwhile, Fang Bai, who had been lowering his head, slowly raised it.

Ye Gaoyuan's eyes suddenly widened, and he asked incredulously, "W-who are you?!"

"Fang Bai" smiled lightly: "You can call me White Emperor, or you can call me Father Bai."

Ye Gaoyuan: "???"

The current Fang Bai had changed significantly. His eyes were very different from a human's; they were ink-black pupils without visible irises, resembling endless night, yet dotted with wisps of starlight, seemingly holding a galaxy.

And on his brow, there was an irregular mark or rune, the meaning of which was unknown.

Yet, Fang Bai's aura had vanished without a trace, as if he were just an ordinary person.

But in that instant, Ye Gaoyuan was enveloped by death, and fear sprouted in his heart!

"Fang Bai" lightly flicked a finger. The next second, Ye Gaoyuan's power suddenly shattered, and he himself was sent flying back hundreds of zhang. When he finally stopped, his entire body was cracked open, a truly miserable sight!

Ye Gaoyuan: ...One move!

With just one move, I was severely injured!

A huge wave of shock surged in Ye Gaoyuan's heart!

What kind of monster is this?!

"Fang Bai" straightened his back and slowly looked around. Those mysterious pupils carried a sense of age and vicissitude unlike this era.

"It's no longer the world I knew..."

"Fang Bai" shook his head slightly. Suddenly, his gaze pierced through space and landed on Wuzang.

Seeing the other party, "Fang Bai" was slightly surprised: "Oh, Little Swordsman, you've actually grown to this level?"

Seemingly sensing "Fang Bai's" gaze, Wuzang paused. He slowly turned his head, met the gaze across the void, and said calmly, "Wait for me."

After speaking, he resumed fiercely hacking at the Silver Scale Thunder Dragon God!

The latter accumulated more and more injuries... "Fang Bai" let out a light laugh, then his gaze shifted, sweeping over Kuermei, Ancestor Pei, and Su Yunsheng... All three clearly felt that gaze, their hearts skipped a beat, and they instantly felt as if they had been completely seen through!

Kuermei was greatly alarmed. There were very few people left in the world who could make him feel this way!

Why?

Ancestor Pei's gaze was complicated. He had made guesses before, but he never expected the truth, when laid bare before him, to be like this.

"Fang Bai" retracted his gaze and smiled: "Reincarnators? Seems there are quite a few."

Saying this, he glanced at his own palm and smiled: "It's acceptable, a little faster than I expected. It can barely carry... one hundred thousandth of my power."

Suddenly, "Fang Bai" turned around, his gaze piercing directly through time and space. What his eyes saw was the entire world!

Somewhere far away in the Dragon Country, an old man in a Zhongshan suit, standing with his hands behind his back, suddenly turned his head to look.

His gaze also pierced everything, and finally, their eyes met.

Old Man Wan!

Old Man Wan met "Fang Bai's" gaze. After a moment of silence, he nodded slightly.

"Fang Bai" smiled and nodded in return.

A moment later, that gaze disappeared.

Old Man Wan stood there for a long time, eventually saying slowly, "Is it almost over?"

..."Fang Bai's" gaze swept across the world. All Ninth-Rank Experts felt it. They looked toward the direction of the gaze, but they couldn't find the gaze's owner; they only knew that the gaze originated from a distant sea area.

They couldn't see the other party because the entity's karma was too immense, so great that they couldn't pry into it!

Inside the Demon Race, a surprised voice rang out: "This is impossible..."

"Fang Bai" finally retracted his gaze and smiled: "After so many years, those little demons are still so tenacious. People of this era are a bit weak..."

Saying that, he shook his head: "Forget it, after all, this is not my era."

This was no longer something he needed to worry about.

"Who are you?!"

Ye Gaoyuan's solemn voice rang out.

He stared intently at "Fang Bai." The opponent's sudden transformation caught him off guard, and that monstrous strength made him extremely uncomfortable!

He knew this wasn't Fang Bai, nor was it some secret technique; the opponent seemed to have been possessed by something!

"Fang Bai" slowly looked at him and smiled: "Didn't I just say? You can call me Father Bai."

The corner of Ye Gaoyuan's mouth twitched, and he said solemnly, "Are you a Ninth Rank?"

"Fang Bai's" expression was strange, and then he smiled playfully: "Something like that."

Ye Gaoyuan felt relieved. "Something like that" meant 'no.' He figured the opponent hadn't reached the Ninth Rank realm, being at most Quasi-Ninth Order!

This wave of advantage is mine!