Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan! Chapter 476 Bai Ren's Dominance

Waves of immortal aura surged outward, bearing down on the courtyard as though the heavens themselves were crumbling.

The foremost of the fresh arrivals moved ahead. His attire shone in rich gold, woven with fiery sun designs that pulsed as if breathing.

Though silver threaded his locks, his stance stayed erect and commanding.

'Haoyu,' he uttered steadily, his words echoing over the whole field of battle. 'Are you okay?'

Wen Haoyu bowed low at once, joy washing over his features.

'Ancestor! This junior remains safe.'

The burden on his mind lightened instantly with the arrival of the four Immortals.

Another queried, 'What's happening? Why are we still falling behind in this battle?'

Wen Haoyu rose a bit and hastened to reply, 'Once we seize Bai Zihan, victory will be ours in this clash!'

Urgency blazed in his gaze. All depended on that single act.

Should Bai Zihan fall into their grasp—

The Bai Clan would falter.

The pair of Grand Elders would find themselves bound.

The momentum might yet shift.

The immortal aura grew denser.

It crashed onto Bai Zihan akin to a peak tumbling from above.

The pavement stones underfoot split apart.

The atmosphere quivered.

Spiritual qi twisted and yielded beneath the overwhelming might of their aura.

However—

Bai Zihan showed no sign of shaking.

His robes billowed softly amid the crushing force.

A subtle grin touched his mouth.

The quartet of Immortals narrowed their gazes.

Among them, an elder with keen traits and intense golden eyes examined Bai Zihan intently.

He held the greatest power present, at the Earth Immortal Realm.

He had joined the fight against the Demonic Forces just months prior.

He had observed it.

He had beheld Bai Zihan traversing oceans of Demonic Beasts like a leisurely walk in a park.

That sight had left him in awe.

Yet this—

Remaining poised under the united weight of four Immortals?

That stood as a wholly distinct feat.

'You are indeed extraordinary,' the Earth Immortal Ancestor remarked deliberately.

'I saw your feats during the war. Your gifts outshone all of your peers.'

His stare intensified.

'I never thought you'd hold firm so steadily in our presence.'

The Immortal went on, with a touch of sorrow.

'In different circumstances... I would have wished to accept you as my pupil.'

A quiet stir spread through the Azure Sun followers.

Being chosen as a disciple by an Immortal Ancestor—

That ranked as the highest privilege for any of them.

'However,' the Immortal's voice turned firm, 'since you have dared to assault our sect and kill our members, you must pay the price.'

Silence fell!

Bai Zihan cocked his head a touch.

Then—

He let out a scoff.

A light, scornful noise, like he'd caught the grandest jest imaginable.

'If I were to call someone like you my master,' he stated evenly, 'it

would prove far too shameful.'

The Immortal's face stiffened.

A pulse throbbed at his brow.

'You—!'

The ambient spiritual force exploded fiercely, fracturing further stone

under Bai Zihan's soles.

Still, Bai Zihan stood unshaken.

Before the Immortal could continue—

A call rang out from overhead.

'I agree!'

Bai Ren materialized.

'On what basis could you serve as our heir's teacher? What could you frail ones possibly impart to him?'

He declared with haughtiness, his blade aimed at them.

The instant it showed—

The four Immortals tensed up.

Icy perspiration beaded down Wen Haoyu's spine.

The Saint-Grade Weapon!

The mightiest armament across the whole Empire.

Its presence didn't rage out of control.

No need for such display.

All recognized precisely the nature of that weapon.

Gulp!

Each of the four drew back by half a pace on reflex.

Should it connect, death loomed as a real threat. Indeed,

even the Half-Qilin had perished before it.

The Earth Immortal Ancestor who had just spoken willed himself to stay steady.

'Bai Ren,' he pronounced gradually, 'do you mean to ignite total war between our sides?'

Bai Ren's look stayed aloof.

'You started it the instant you touched our heir.'

The Saint-Grade sword shimmered softly.

The Bai Clan elders poised themselves with quiet resolve.

'As you yourself noted, actions demand repercussions. And for seeking to seize our heir, your Sect faces annihilation.'

'Arrogant!'

The Azure Sun Ancestors pressed on, their immortal qi boiling fiercely

around them.

'No matter your prowess, Bai Ren, do you believe one Saint-Grade Weapon can topple a premier Sect of the Desolate Heaven Empire?'

'Hmph! Today, you'll taste our true might!'

Boom—!

Four immortal auras burst forth together.

Golden radiance wove into a vast solar formation overhead. The

sect's protective dome hummed in sync with their qi, boosting and solidifying it.

Beneath—

Yet another form emerged next to Bai Zihan.

Bai Ruhong!

He positioned himself by Bai Zihan, arms folded behind.

The Azure Sun Immortals' faces grew even grimmer. Now two Immortal Realm Grand Elders from the Bai Clan had come.

But—

Bai Ren spared no glance their way.

'Ruhong.'

His words came plainly.

'I'll deal with them.'

Bai Ruhong eyed the four Immortals for a moment.

Assessed them.

Then gave a nod.

'Very well!'

He saw no need for his involvement. Besides, he could stay to guard Bai Zihan against any hidden plots from foes.

The fight ignited without more talk.

One Azure Sun Ancestor moved first.

A huge fiery hand formed in the heavens, stretching across tens of meters.

It plunged at Bai Ren like a plummeting star.

Bai Ren lifted his sword with ease.

Slash!

One even sweep.

The assault cleaved straight through its center.

It failed to burst.

It offered no fight.

It merely divided like fog before a gusting edge.

The two sections faded away.

The four Immortals' eyes shrank. Another leaped in right after.

A fiery lance relic hurtled out, dragging sun flames behind. This Heaven-grade

item, crafted across years, embodied their sect's essential Sun Dao.

It thrust at Bai Ren's torso.

Bai Ren made no evasion.

He advanced.

His blade came down.

Clang!

For a fleeting instant, the lance held.

Then—

Crack!

A fine crack ran its full span.

The Immortal's gaze bulged.

Crack!

The lance broke into shards of molten steel.

The Immortal reeled back hard, crimson spilling from his lips.

His mighty relic—Smashed in a single blow.

The Earth Immortal Ancestor bellowed in rage.

'Strike as one!'

Golden glow swelled once more.

Three Immortals shaped seals in unison. A triple-layered guard array bloomed around them, etched with eternal runes and scorching sun barriers.

This time, they charged as a unit.

If a lone Saint-Grade Weapon proved fearsome—

They'd bury it under sheer force.

Three enormous shafts of golden blaze lanced down at Bai Ren.

The firmament distorted.

Void quaked.

Bai Ren's face stayed serene.

He strode into the onslaught.

Slash!

The Saint-Grade edge sliced the initial shaft like fabric.

Second stroke—

The next shaft crumbled at once.

Third—

The last ray exploded.

Ere the fire remnants could scatter—

Bai Ren stood before them.

His advance held no speed.

It felt predestined.

'Defensive relics!'

One cried out. Three barriers sprang up swiftly.

Timeworn bronze reflector.

Celestial golden chime. Verdant Jade Barrier. Each exuded formidable power.

United, they created a multi-tiered wall that could endure

earth-rending strikes.

Bai Ren's sword fell.

The bronze reflector fractured upon impact.

Shatter!

And the Verdant Jade Barrier parted like soft spread.

Slash!

It divided neatly in two.

The golden chime tolled once—

A piercing, frantic peal—

Then it split asunder too.

Three guardian Immortal relics—

Annihilated in mere heartbeats.

The blast hurled the three Immortals away.

Their garments ripped.

Blood gushed from their mouths. Their immortal aura wavered wildly.

The Earth Immortal Ancestor howled and dashed anew, trying to flank Bai Ren

with a blow.

Bai Ren pivoted a fraction.

A lone rising cut.

The Immortal's limb detached from his frame.

Crimson fountained upward.

'ARGH!'

He shrieked.

The other Ancestors chilled to their cores.

This held no balance.

This wasn't mere disadvantage.

This was utter supremacy.

Bai Ren transcended mere Immortal status—his power operated on a superior plane.

Despite boasting one Earth Immortal matching Bai Ren and three at Immortal

Ascension Realm, they couldn't touch him in the least. 'Now,' Bai Ren declared evenly, blade dipped a touch, 'who among you wishes to press on

with this?'