Huangfu Lingao had extraordinary internal strength, although he was not as good as Bai Ziche in noticing that there was something wrong with the flute sound.

However, he was able to gather his internal energy to protect his heart meridians in the shortest possible time, and his eyes, which were originally a little dazed, became clear again in an instant.

The sharp blade of light in the deep eagle eyes shot straight towards the figure in the mist on the distant platform.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately gave the order when he heard Bai Ziche's voice: "Retreat!"

Bai Ziyu only felt the internal energy in his abdomen warm up, and shouted in a deep voice: "Retreat..."

Even though Bai Ziche discovered it in time, the two countries ordered a retreat.

Still more than half of the soldiers had dull eyes, unsteady steps, and ferocious expressions on their faces, and it was obvious that they had been possessed by demons.

Bai Ziche secretly cried out in alarm, looked back at a big tree behind him, and with an idea in his mind he called out softly, "Bai Shi."

Bai Shi understood, flew up, picked a leaf and handed it to Bai Ziche.

Bai Ziche then placed it to his lips. It was clear and gentle, like the sound of flowing water, soothing the heartstrings; it was light and faint, like the ethereal valley, refreshing the heart.

A green leaf played a tune without sophisticated techniques, but it revealed infinite compassion and kindness, temporarily disturbing the magical sound of the flute.

After a short respite, everyone quickly retreated down the mountain. Those who were sober supported those who were not yet fully awake, while those who were already deep in the barrier were subdued and dragged forward by the people beside them.

Just when Bai Ziche secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the enchanting flute sound suddenly changed speed.

It came down from the sky with overwhelming force, hitting the sea of ​​people.

With the attitude of never giving up and destroying the world.

"Puff..." Bai Ziche spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale and his hands were shaking slightly, and the leaves stained red by blood fell to the ground.