Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan!

Chapter 377 Demonic Beasts Retreated?

Bai Xueqingʼs breath caught the moment she saw it.

The Voidstep Razorhornʼs horn punched straight through Bai Zihanʼs stomach- clean, brutal, merciless.

Her eyes widened, a rare crack in her normally expressionless mask.

Even she, who almost never showed emotion, visibly trembled. (He... got hit? Directly?)

Chu Ziyan screamed. ”No No no no...”

Her voice broke, panic surging.

She refused-refused-to believe what she had just seen.

Bai Tianhengʼs veins bulged on his fists as he swung his sword at the Hellridge Basilisk.

For a moment, even he felt his heart seize.

But he forced down the dread. ”Zihan wonʼt fall so easily,” he muttered, jaw tightening.

Then-blood poured from the hole in Bai Zihanʼs abdomen.

Yet his grin... was sharp and confident. Like he had caught his prey.

That familiar scheming smile.

Bai Xueqing exhaled sharply-relief and disbelief mixed on her face.

Having known him for so long, she knew what that expression meant. It meant that he caught the prey in his trap.

And then-

The world trembled.

A power so immense it made even the clouds tremble suddenly surged from Bai Zihan.

Everyone felt it.

Everyone!

On the far distant battlefield, the Immortal Realm experts waiting for the Demonic Cultivators or Immortal Realm Demonic Beasts froze mid-breath. ”What is this power...?” ”Itʼs too strong... is that an Immortal Realm Demonic Beast?!”

Bai Ren sensed a familiar Qi but didnʼt fully recognize it. ”Should we go check?”

One of the Immortal Cultivators suggested. After all, if an Immortal Realm enemy had appeared without being sensed, it would be a disaster.

But one of the officers hurried in and clarified the situation. ”Immortal Sirs, please be at ease. Someone from our side is using a powerful technique.”

He didnʼt go into details-it would require too much explanation if he told them that ”someone” was only eighteen years old. ”Oh ho? Who is this person? Looks like he might rise to the Immortal Realm soon!”

One Immortal Cultivator laughed.

The officer only offered a strained smile.

Next Immortal? He isnʼt even in the Void Refinement Realm yet...

An invisible pressure slammed across heaven and earth!

A technique so mighty that even beings at the peak of the mortal felt a sense of crisis.

A blade of light carved the sky open-splitting the heavens like paper.

A single slash.

A single instant.

The Grade-10 Voidstep Razorhorn was bisected cleanly down the middle.

Silence.

Shock.

Reverence.

When the dust cleared, a lone figure stood in the devastated landscape...

Bai Zihan!

Blood dripped from the hole in his stomach, yet smirking like it had all gone according to the plan.

For a second, everything became silent.

Even the Demonic Beasts seemed to understand what had happened. Like the humans, they too were too shocked to accept it.

The first to kill a Grade-10 Demonic Beast wasnʼt a Sect Leader or a Clan

Leader.

It was an eighteen-year-old in the Spirit Severing Realm.

Bai Zihan, unaware of the significance of his achievement, took a pill to heal his wound and then turned his gaze toward the Grade-9 Demonic Beasts. ”I wasted too much time.””

He muttered as he pulled out his System Interface and checked how many points he gained for killing a Grade-10 Demonic Beast. ”1000 points? Not too bad.”

However, risking his life wasnʼt worth it. He wouldʼve earned far more total points slaughtering Grade-9 Demonic Beasts.

So while getting ten times the points for one kill sounded nice, it didnʼt justify the risk and time involved.

Not only were Grade-10s much tougher, he had to risk his life.

Even though he had planned to take the hit to force the Voidstep Razorhorn into close range, he hadnʼt expected the beastʼs attack to be that powerful. If his body hadnʼt been refined multiple times, he would have died on the spot. Not to mention, he could probably only use Fate Severing Slash one more time. So, if he was lucky then perhaps he could kill one more Grade-10 Demonic Beast and earn 1000 points and that was it.

Fighting Grade-9s was far more efficient.

His Qi expenditure was negligible-moreover, several Grade-9 Demonic Beasts died in under a single second.

Slash! Slash!

Bai Zihan returned to his slaughter of Grade-9 Demonic Beasts. ”Wha-What is he doing?” ”He still wants to continue fighting? Doesnʼt he get tired?” ”After using such a terrifying technique? And his injuries are already healed?

Just what kind of body does he have?”

Everyone was stunned. Bai Zihan had just survived a life-threatening situation, but instead of retreating, he was already back to killing.

Just what kind of motivation was this?

Anyway, the Grade-10 Demonic Beast was dead. But the advantage wasnʼt entirely one-sided because the Azure Sun Holy Sect Leader could no longer fight.

If not for Bai Zihan, the Demonic Beasts would have had the advantage with One of the Great Ascension Realm Cultivators down on their side.

But now, he had reversed the situation-and even granted them an advantage by mowing down the weaker beasts.

Then- ”RRRAAOOOHHH!!!”

A desperate command roar surged across the wilderness.

Grade-9 and Grade-8 Demonic Beasts flinched, seemingly receiving an order from the remaining Grade-10s.

They turned and ran.

Massive shapes thundered across the broken terrain, retreating deeper into the

Wildlands. ”Are they... actually fleeing?” ”Damn! Since when do Demonic Beasts know how to retreat?”

The Humans Held Their Ground ”Donʼt chase!”

A Sect Leader barked, raising his arm.

This could easily be a trap set by the Demonic Beasts. Who knew what they would encounter if they charged in recklessly?

Moreover, after such a heaven-shaking battle, even Great Ascension Cultivators felt fatigue creeping into their bones.

Compared to the Demonic Beasts who kept sending in reinforcements, many human cultivators had been fighting all day.

They didnʼt have the energy to pursue them into their home ground.

But...

One person clearly didnʼt give a damn. ”Where do you think youʼre going?”

Bai Zihanʼs voice echoed coldly through the carnage.

He took a step.

Then vanished.

Swoooosh-!

He reappeared among the fleeing beasts like a phantom.

His sword flashed once-

SLASH!

A Grade-9 Demonic Beast collapsed into two halves.

Then another.

And another. ”Is he insane?!” ”Heʼs chasing them alone! Does he want to die!?” ”Does he even feel fear?!” ”Just what kind of grudge does Bai Zihan have against Demonic Beasts- especially Grade-9s? He must have killed hundreds by now!”