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Bai Zihan raised his hand.Boom!!!
His fist slammed into Mo Zun’s face.
Mo Zun’s body was sent flying once again.
Before he could even stabilize himself—
Whoosh!!!
Bai Zihan appeared beside him.
Bang!!!
Another punch landed.
Then another.
And another.
Mo Zun was beaten from one side of the battlefield to the other.
He could neither defend nor dodge.
Blood splattered across the ground.
His body was covered in wounds.
His bones were already beginning to crack under Bai Zihan’s relentless attacks.
This was no longer a battle.
It was a one-sided beating.
Mo Zun, who had previously stood at the peak of the Demonic Cultivators, was being beaten within an inch of his life.
Boom!!!
Another punch slammed into his chest.
Mo Zun’s body crashed heavily into the ground.
He coughed violently.
Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Mo Zun truly began to understand the situation he was in.
His eyes were filled with unwillingness. But there was also a trace of fear.
He was no match for Bai Zihan in his current state.
Even at his strongest, he had only managed to temporarily suppress Bai Zihan through Demonic Blood Frenzy.
Now that the technique had ended and his body had been severely weakened—
There was absolutely no chance of winning.
If this continued—
He might really die here.
Even if it wasn’t due to physical injuries, his mentality couldn’t take the humiliation for much longer.
Mo Zun clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
He finally swallowed his pride.
He turned his head toward the surrounding Demonic Cultivators.
"All of you!"
His voice was hoarse.
"Protect me and kill Bai Zihan!"
The surrounding Demonic Cultivators just stood still, without actually doing what Mo Zun ordered.
They exchanged glances with one another.
Their hesitation was understandable.
After all, just moments ago, Mo Zun had been chasing them around the battlefield.
He had killed countless of their own people.
He had slaughtered them without hesitation.
Now—
He was asking them to help him?
Although they understood that Mo Zun had been controlled by the effects of Demonic Blood Frenzy—
That didn’t completely justify what he had done.
How could they now completely forget what had just happened minutes ago and follow whatever Mo Zun said like loyal dogs?
Listen to Mo Zun? Protect him?
It was already good enough that they hadn’t started taking revenge against Mo Zun.
Mo Zun noticed their hesitation.
His face became extremely ugly.
He gritted his teeth.
But he knew that he had to offer them something.
Otherwise, none of them would risk their lives for him.
"Anyone who protects me..."
Mo Zun paused.
His eyes flashed with determination.
"Will be allowed to learn the Demonic Ghost Step!"
The surrounding Demonic Cultivators immediately raised their heads.
Their expressions changed.
Demonic Ghost Step!
It wasn’t a technique that Mo Zun had previously used, and they had no idea where he had gotten it from, but they had seen its power.
With this technique, it was no exaggeration to say that one could become the fastest Cultivator.
Obviously, such an opportunity was something anyone would be willing to take.
But Mo Zun wasn’t finished.
"Furthermore..."
His voice became heavier.
"If any of you manages to kill Bai Zihan, I will give you a Grade-8 Pill!"
The entire battlefield suddenly became silent.
"A Grade-8 Pill?!"
The expressions of the Demonic Cultivators changed drastically.
Mo Zun continued.
"A Grade-8 Pill capable of helping you overcome the Golden Immortal Heavenly Tribulation!"
BOOM!!!
The moment those words fell—
The entire group of Demonic Cultivators erupted.
Their eyes immediately became filled with greed.
Demonic Ghost Step was already an extremely powerful technique.
But a Grade-8 Pill that could help them ascend to the Golden Immortal Realm—
That was something on an entirely different level.
If they obtained such a pill—
They could also become Golden Immortals!
And once they became Golden Immortals—
They would stand at the absolute peak of the Eastern Region.
Who could resist such temptation?
Especially Demonic Cultivators.
Their desires were already overwhelming.
They pursued strength.
They pursued power.
They pursued whatever could make them stronger.
And now, Mo Zun had placed two enormous temptations directly in front of them.
The Demonic Ghost Step!
And a Grade-8 Pill capable of helping them ascend to the Golden Immortal Realm.
The hesitation in their eyes immediately disappeared.
There was no need to talk much about the Earth Immortal Realm Cultivators, who could do anything to obtain a Grade-8 Pill that could help them withstand the Heavenly Tribulation.
Even those in the lower cultivation realms were tempted.
After all, even if they had no need for it at their current level, it didn’t mean that they couldn’t use it in the future.
Not to mention, if they couldn’t reach the Peak Earth Immortal Realm, they could sell the pill at a very high price.
Moreover, the terrifying Mo Zun who had been rampaging through their ranks had already returned to his normal state.
Without Demonic Blood Frenzy empowering Mo Zun, how could Bai Zihan deal with all of them?
Even if they couldn’t kill Bai Zihan—
Protecting Mo Zun shouldn’t be too difficult.
They had thousands of Demonic Cultivators.
Their numbers alone were an enormous advantage.
One person couldn’t possibly deal with all of them.
"Everyone!"
An Earth Immortal Demonic Cultivator suddenly shouted.
"This is our chance! Bai Zihan is powerful, but he is only one person."
"If we work together, he won’t be able to kill all of us!"
The surrounding Demonic Cultivators’ eyes became sharper.
That’s right.
What were they afraid of?
Bai Zihan had been fighting Mo Zun for so long.
Even if Bai Zihan was powerful—
Could he really fight thousands of Demonic Cultivators at the same time?
As long as they could prevent Bai Zihan from killing Mo Zun—
They would obtain the rewards.
Demonic Ghost Step!
Of course, for many in the Immortal Realm, they were more interested in the Grade-8 Pill.
No one was willing to give up such an opportunity.
As for the Bai Clan, they didn’t think too much about them.
The Bai Clan was indeed powerful.
They knew that.
But their numbers were far too small compared to the Demonic Cultivators.
There were thousands of them gathered here.
Even if the Bai Clan’s experts were stronger individually—
What could they do against such overwhelming numbers?
The Demonic Cultivators’ confidence rapidly returned.
One by one, they stepped forward.
"Protect Lord Mo!"
"Kill Bai Zihan!"
"Don’t let him get close to Lord Mo!"
The atmosphere of the battlefield changed once again.
Moments ago—
They had been terrified of Mo Zun and Bai Zihan.
Now, they were going to protect Mo Zun and kill Bai Zihan.