The air reeked of smoke and blood when Bai Zihan stepped into the ruined square.
Sunlight cut through the haze in golden shafts, but it did nothing to warm the broken bodies or soothe the screams echoing in the distance.
Slash! Slash!
Dozens of Demonic Beasts had fallen beneath his sword—fangs shattered, throats slit, bones crushed.
But none of them mattered.
They were just obstacles.
His true prey... was wreaking havoc and tearing down the walls, letting even more Demonic Beasts flood into the Inner City.
(Can I kill him?)
Bai Zihan knew killing a Grade-3 Demonic Beast might be a bit of a stretch—even after stepping into the Qi Refining Stage.
It was like fighting someone two realms above him. And even at the same cultivation level, Demonic Beasts were always stronger.
Still, while killing it might be difficult, he figured he could at least survive the fight.
No one else here stood a chance. It had to be him.
