Lin Baichuan was incredibly fast. How terrifying were Wind Shadow Steps at the perfected realm? With a flicker of his body, he seemed to turn into a gust of wind. Whenever his saber swung, blood was sure to be spilled, and he crushed his way through them all.
"No... This man is too terrifying. His strength is absurdly powerful—we're no match for him. Run... Run now."
"I don't want to die here yet. This man is probably a fifth-rank expert. Damn it, we were played. If we don't run now, we won't have the slightest chance."
"Too terrifying. Where in the world did this guy come from?"
Lin Baichuan slaughtered his way through the crowd, shattering their spirits completely. Earlier, some had still been shouting about killing him to avenge that middle-aged man, but now no one said another word. In their panic, all they could think of was fleeing for their lives.
Unfortunately, it was already too late for them to think of running. Naturally, Lin Baichuan would not give them the chance. Wind Shadow Steps erupted as he swept straight through them.
Even those who had fled over a thousand zhang away were caught by Lin Baichuan in an instant, then split in two with a single slash. The reason Lin Baichuan had not chosen to strike last night was, first, because these people had been highly vigilant when they first arrived, making an ambush difficult.
Second, night had shrouded everything in darkness, making the situation difficult to control.
Though he could see in the dark, if so many people tried to flee, stopping every last one of them at night would have been extremely difficult.
Of course, there was a third reason: the Dragon Blood Fruit had not ripened. Lin Baichuan knew that as long as