The Demonic Cultivators finally made their move.
Boom!!!
Thousands of auras erupted simultaneously.
The entire battlefield trembled under the combined pressure.
Countless Demonic Cultivators charged toward Bai Zihan.
Some launched attacks from the front.
Others spread out and surrounded him from the sides.
Their goal was simple—
Kill Bai Zihan!
Without Mo Zun killing them, they believed killing Bai Zihan shouldn't be too difficult.
At the same time, Mo Zun suddenly smirked.
Although his body was covered in wounds and he was barely able to stand—
He still believed that he would survive and get his revenge.
"Bai Zihan!"
His voice was filled with arrogance.
"Let me go. Otherwise, you and the Bai Clan won't escape this place alive!"
Mo Zun's threat echoed across the battlefield.
Bang!!!
Bai Zihan simply kicked him in the chest.
Mo Zun's body flew backward once again.
He crashed heavily into the ground.
Bai Zihan didn't even bother looking at him.
