Boom!
A deafening explosion rocked the heavens.
Everyone in the Inner Courtyard felt their ears ring when they heard it.
Yang Jian and the Great Sage's expressions froze, and they looked off into the distance. Before long, they saw several sky-blotting hand seals slam down, and the God of Wine, gourd at his waist, shot into the clouds.
"Monkey, I'll leave this to you!"
Yang Jian roared, preparing to rush forward to help. Bai Haoyu didn't try to stop him. Instead, he unsheathed the rapier at his waist.
Then, he saw Yang Jian, who had just left, turn around and slash down with the long saber in his hand.
Ding.
The rapier easily deflected Yang Jian's blade. The Great Sage couldn't help but frown and look at the smiling Bai Haoyu.
He'd clearly left, but he'd turned back. It seemed ….
They couldn't leave.
"It wasn't easy to stall you," Bai Haoyu said. "How could I just let you go? While we were fighting, I set up restrictions. It's more than ten thousand meters wide. That's more than enough for you two to use. "
Bai Haoyu stood proudly in the sky and chuckled.
"Actually, we've been fighting outside for quite a while. You just didn't know because of the restrictions."
Yang Jian and the Great Sage were both anxious and frustrated. It seemed that the situation outside was far more serious than they were.
Teeth clenched, Yang Jian looked down at the ground, then blurred into motion and reappeared next to Bai Haoyu.
He grabbed Bai Haoyu's neck with his left hand and held his lance against it.
"Let us leave, or else your precious son is going to die!"
"What's the meaning of this?" Bai Haoyu said. "You were the ones trying to stall me. How did I become the one trapping you?"
"Cut the crap. If you want your son to live, then hurry up!" With that, Yang Jian pressed his blade deeper into Bai Yulong's neck. Blood began to ooze from the wound.
"Father!"
Bai Yulong wailed, and Yang Jian pressed his knife against Bai Yulong's neck like a desperate man.
However ….
"Then just kill him. He's just a son. He can't be used to negotiate with me."
Bai Haoyu's expression was indescribably calm. From start to finish, he hadn't even looked at Bai Yulong. Judging from his indifferent expression, he really didn't care whether Bai Yulong lived or died.
"Dammit!"
With a thud, Bai Yulong was flung into the room.
This Bai Haoyu really was going to be a bit difficult to deal with. In terms of strength, he was no weaker than Yang Jian and the Great Sage when they teamed up. Not only that, but this guy was still as stubborn as ever. Even when a knife was pressed against Bai Yulong's neck, he didn't show any signs of emotion.
Suddenly, Yang Jian looked up and saw the Great Sage nodding at him.
"Looks like that's the only way."
The Great Sage gripped the Erlang Lance tightly in his hand and raised his Jingu Bang.
Brazenly attacking!
…
At the main gate of the Bai Clan, the Yao-Sealing Pagoda's Yao servants and the extraterrestrial Sovereigns had already met up with Xiao Yumei and the others. But now, he was surrounded by Bai clansmen. While Xiao Yumei tended to Ye Zichen, who was coughing up blood, Pu Jingwan and the others had already charged into battle.
"Scram!"
The bearded Third Brother wore a pair of boxing gloves, punching away the surrounding Bai Family members.
The cold-faced Eighteen also carried a battle axe that flashed with cold light, like a soul harvester, harvesting these fearless Bai Family cultivators who charged forward without fear of death.
The Fifth Brother sat cross-legged in the sky, playing a short flute. His demonic tune filled the air.
The beautiful Thirteenth Sister was surrounded by a green mist. She held a medicine bottle between her fingers, and poison filled the air.
"All of you, get out of my way!"
Pu Jingwan's movements were the loudest. No one would've guessed that such a beautiful woman would be so ferocious in battle.
The Outsider rulers fought with all their might, but there were simply too many of them. There was no way to break through.
For a moment, they were like cornered beasts.
An hour earlier ….
"Let's go." Sensing Yang Jian and the Great Sage's determination, Pu Jingwan decisively decided to leave. Although some Bai Family clansmen tried to stop them, there were seven rulers on their side. It was impossible to stop them. When they arrived outside, the yao servants and rulers of the Outside noticed Ye Zichen's condition, and they all looked over.
Then, they drew closer and tried to break out of the encirclement.
Who would have thought that the Bai Family, who seemed to have been scared out of their wits, would actually launch a counterattack at this time?
It was as if they'd received orders. Everything was in perfect order.
Ye Zichen's side had the upper hand mainly because Bai Haoran's injuries had panicked the Bai Family. The elders were either busy healing Bai Haoran or attacking Pu Jingwan and the others. No one was giving them orders at all.
For a moment, the Bai Family was in disarray.
The yao servants of the Yao-Sealing Pagoda, on the other hand, had a plan in mind, so they naturally had the upper hand.
But it was undeniable that even though the yao servants had seized the initiative, the Bai Family still had the advantage in numbers. So long as they regrouped, Ye Zichen's side wouldn't be enough.
As they broke out of the encirclement, Xiao Yumei and the others sensed that something was wrong. As time passed, the yao servants suffered more and more casualties, but their attempts to break out of the encirclement were stalled.
"Do you think the Bai Family is a place you can come and go as you please? All of you, stay here! "
At that moment, two sage-like elders appeared in the sky. When the Bai Family saw them, it was as if they'd been injected with adrenaline. Their attacks became several times fiercer than before.
The elders of the Bai Clan also flew over to block their path of retreat.
"You've really come at the wrong time!" cursed the God of Wine.
The Profound Pavilion's Divine Generals' expressions froze. They knew exactly what the God of Wine's cursing meant.
"Do your best to break out of the encirclement or defend your positions. Just don't let the young master get injured. Big Sis and the others are already on their way. Hold on. "
"Boss, you …."
"Those two old geezers …. Let me go face them."
The God of Wine wrinkled his nose and lifted the gourd at his waist.
He kept pouring the wine from the gourd into his mouth. He wiped the corner of his mouth and burped. Then, with a boom, he stepped into the sky and met the two elders head-on.
The God of Wine hung from his waist, his face flushed red as he belched and drank.
"I'll sing to my wine!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Whether it was above the clouds, in the inner courtyard, or at the main gate of the Bai Clan, the rumbling sounds could be heard without end.
There wasn't a single cultivator to be seen in Spirit City. At first, there were a few who'd dared come out to take a look, but when they sensed so many rulers fighting, they didn't have the courage to watch. In truth, they wanted to leave the city, but the fighting continued outside.
In the end, they could only obediently stay in their rooms and listen to the explosions outside.
Even though they were holed up in their rooms, they could still smell the stench of blood in the air. Outside, the sky was dyed crimson ….
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