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Chapter 675: The Zhao Clan’s Defeat
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Although Zhao Wutian was far more cunning than Li Jianhong and normally would have connected the clues much faster, the overwhelming shock before him prevented him from thinking clearly.
Moreover, unlike Li Jianhong, Zhao Wutian had no idea that the Li Clan had widely cultivated the Heavenly Mandate Assimilation Art.
He naturally couldn’t connect everything to that cultivation technique.
The only thing on his mind was that the Li Clan must have experienced the exact same mysterious method and had been forced into submission.
However, Zhao Wutian still believed they had the upper hand in this situation.
Although more than half of the Zhao Clan’s experts had fallen, the remaining half still stood ready for battle.
Those who remained should be more than enough to deal with the Li Clan’s forces.
As long as these remaining forces remained unaffected by whatever trick Bai Zihan had used, he still believed that victory was within his reach.
His eyes instantly turned cold.
"Attack!"
The remaining Zhao Clan experts erupted into motion once again.
Every cultivator who remained unaffected charged directly toward Bai Zihan.
Seeing the Zhao Clan move once more, the Li Clan experts immediately stepped forward.
Boom!
Both sides collided head-on.
Powerful Qi exploded throughout the hall.
Sword Qi, palm techniques, and countless treasures filled the sky.
"Don’t let them near Clan leader Bai!"
The Li Clan fought desperately to maintain the defensive line before Bai Zihan.
Now that Li Jianhong had discovered the truth, he was more desperate to show how sincere they were.
He knew that going against the Bai Clan was virtually impossible, so it was better for him to make a more favorable impression on Bai Zihan as much as he could.
This situation was the perfect opportunity to prove both his sincerity and that the Li Clan had truly submitted and willing to do everything Bai Zihan commands.
And also to show just how useful they were. They resisted the Zhao Clan’s attack with everything they had.
However, this was the Zhao Clan’s territory.
No matter how powerful the Li Clan might be, how could they possibly contend against the Zhao Clan on its own territory?
More and more Zhao Clan experts continued gathering from every direction.
Even if the Li Clan resisted with everything they had, they simply couldn’t block every attack.
Sooner or later, someone would break through.
Zhao Wutian naturally understood this as well.
His eyes remained fixed upon Bai Zihan.
No matter what tricks Bai Zihan had up his sleeve, as long as that didn’t affect everyone, they still had a chance.
Previously, they had remained cautious, thinking they might also collapse like those Zhao Clan members.
But they hadn’t.
That gave Zhao Wutian even more confidence.
Unfortunately, he hadn’t included one person in his calculations.
Bai Ren!
The old man, who had remained silent from beginning to end, finally took a single step forward.
Boom!
The instant his foot landed upon the ground, an overwhelming aura burst forth.
Golden Immortal Realm!
The terrifying pressure descended upon the entire Zhao Clan like a collapsing heaven.
Every Zhao Clan expert felt their breathing stagnate.
Before anyone could react—
Bai Ren vanished.
His figure appeared before the strongest Zhao Clan Earth Immortal, Zhao Wujin, almost instantly.
Zhao Wujin was both startled and terrified.
He had witnessed firsthand just how powerful Bai Ren was when he slew the Half-Qilin with that Saint-Grade Sword.
If Bai Ren used the same method again, Zhao Wujin knew he wouldn’t survive.
Fortunately, Bai Ren had no intention of bullying them too much and didn’t even draw the Saint-Grade Sword.
One palm descended.
Boom!
Zhao Wujin spat out a mouthful of blood before being blasted through several walls.
Before the others could recover from their shock—
Bai Ren appeared again.
Another punch.
Another Earth Immortal was sent crashing into the ground.
Every strike was simple.
Every strike was direct.
Yet every strike carried an irresistible force.
No one could withstand even a single move.
Within only a few breaths, every one of the Zhao Clan’s Earth Immortals had been defeated.
Some lay unconscious.
Others could no longer even stand.
The remaining Zhao Clan elites immediately lost all courage.
Even their strongest Earth Immortals couldn’t withstand a single move.
How could they, who were far weaker, possibly resist?
Even if they somehow managed to keep Bai Ren occupied, the Li Clan traitors were no easy opponents either.
Within moments, the once chaotic battlefield had become deathly silent.
Only one person remained standing before Bai Zihan.
Zhao Wutian!
His face had long since lost its previous confidence.
Instead, it was filled with disbelief.
More than half of his experts were still writhing on the ground in unbearable agony.
The remaining elites had already been defeated by Bai Ren and those traitorous Li Clan members.
The enormous Zhao Clan had been brought to the brink of defeat in only a matter of minutes.
Zhao Wutian slowly turned his gaze toward Bai Zihan.
The young man remained standing exactly where he had been from the very beginning.
There wasn’t the slightest hint of panic or surprise on his face.
It was as though everything unfolding before him had already been calculated long ago.
Seeing that calm expression, Zhao Wutian slowly closed his eyes.
A bitter smile appeared on his face.
He understood now that there had never been a chance from the very beginning.
The mysterious method that had instantly crippled more than half of the Zhao Clan’s experts, combined with Bai Ren’s overwhelming strength...
The outcome had already been decided the moment Bai Zihan stepped through the Zhao Clan’s gates.
Even if he had prepared countless more schemes...
Even if the Zhao Clan had activated every hidden trump card...
None of it would have changed the result.
Against absolute strength and an incomprehensible method, every calculation became meaningless.
Slowly, Zhao Wutian let out a long sigh.
The unwillingness within his heart gradually disappeared.
He was a smart man.
Perhaps not the strongest.
But smart enough to recognize when resistance had become completely pointless.
Continuing this battle would only cause more damage to the Zhao Clan, and it would accomplish nothing.
Moreover, he understood that even if he surrendered, Bai Zihan wouldn’t destroy the Zhao Clan.
The Li Clan was the perfect example standing before him.
That alone was enough for Zhao Wutian to understand one thing.
Bai Zihan had a use for them.
Otherwise, with the Bai Clan’s current strength, erasing either the Li Clan or the Zhao Clan would not have been particularly difficult.
Since that was the case, there was no reason to throw away the Zhao Clan’s future over meaningless pride.
If this had merely been a contest between equals, Zhao Wutian would have fought until the very end.
He would never willingly bow his head.
But this wasn’t a battle between equals.
This was a battle against someone who had already rendered resistance meaningless before the fight had truly begun.
There was nothing left to struggle against.
Without another moment of hesitation, Zhao Wutian slowly lowered his head.
The remaining Zhao Clan elders watched silently.
No one spoke.
No one objected.
Their strongest experts had already fallen.
More than half of their forces were writhing on the ground.
The rest had been completely suppressed.
They understood just as clearly as Zhao Wutian did.
The Zhao Clan had lost completely.
Bai Zihan quietly watched Zhao Wutian.
After several moments, he gave a slight nod.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
He appreciated intelligent people, especially those who knew when to give up.
Such people saved him considerable time.
Otherwise, he would have had to waste even more effort convincing them.
Since Zhao Wutian had already made the correct decision himself, things became much simpler.
Meanwhile, Li Jianhong, who stood beside Bai Zihan, suddenly felt a surge of grievance.
His eyelids twitched uncontrollably.
He looked toward Zhao Wutian, then back toward Bai Zihan.
His heart suddenly felt extremely wronged.
He had suffered through what he could only describe as a living nightmare.
His entire clan had been tortured until every shred of dignity had been stripped away.
Only after enduring pain that felt worse than death had he finally surrendered.
Yet Zhao Wutian...
This fellow hadn’t even experienced a fraction of that torment.
He had simply taken one look at the situation, realized he couldn’t win, and surrendered immediately.
Then Bai Zihan actually accepted it without any torture.
The more Li Jianhong thought about it, the more wronged he felt.
He had originally believed Zhao Wutian would be forced to experience the exact same nightmare as the Li Clan.
He had even looked forward to watching the Zhao Clan scream in agony just as they had.
Instead, Zhao Wutian had escaped all of it simply by surrendering early.
For the first time in many years, Li Jianhong genuinely felt that life was unfair.
He couldn’t help thinking that perhaps he should have been smarter and surrendered the moment he realized he had lost.
(Dammit! All that suffering... for nothing.)
