Surrounded by a group of heroic spirits and some masters from sects that had been harmed by storytellers in the past, Bai Yi remained calm and composed.
"I'm surrounded?"
"That's right, Bai Xiaosheng, you truly deserve to be called the strongest storyteller and the strongest assassin."
At this point, even you wouldn't be able to escape, right? How can you remain so calm?
Perhaps sensing that they had gained the upper hand, the several heroic spirits present proudly swaggered at Bai Yi.
Purpose?
It's just that the psychological trauma from back then is still there, and they want to get rid of their fear of Bai Xiaosheng through this method and this opportunity.
Not far away, reporters from the newspaper that had written several articles about Bai Yi were also present.
The article he just finished is as follows.
The Storyteller Knows All, Faces the Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion
He became increasingly respectful, and Bai Yi was looking forward to seeing how this series of reports would ultimately turn out.
"Bai Xiaosheng, you have already seen what it means to have many helpers when you follow the right path, and few helpers when you stray from it."
You, and all of you storytellers, how many years have you been harming everyone in the martial arts world?
This is your retribution. Today, with the death of you, the patriarch of storytellers, we begin our reckoning with all storytellers in the world.
“Very good, very good. Your intentions are good, but I suggest you don’t set off yet.”
Also, there was a mistake in what you said just now, and I must correct it.
It's not that you've surrounded me, but rather that I've surrounded you.
"What?!"
Previously, Bai Yi had carelessly revealed his identity, which made the Master of the Myriad Swords Pavilion feel vaguely uneasy.
Bai Xiaosheng, his mortal enemy, although his identity was exposed back then, this guy was cunning enough.
In order to achieve the goal, they will set up traps as much as possible.
This time, however, they seem completely unprepared?
The unease in Bai Yi's heart reached its peak when he uttered his last words.
He didn't know what other tricks Bai Yi had up his sleeve, so all he could do now was fight with all his might and finish this guy off as quickly as possible.
However, his sword was still a step too slow.
"Let's get started, everyone get moving."
A gray light shimmered on his body.
Do you remember what I mentioned before? Bai Yi researched his new Servant's Noble Phantasm.
Han Feiyu, a Disguiser, possesses a very interesting Noble Phantasm.
The list he created using the fortune teller was originally written down to "repay" the fortune teller, and it could be used to filter out suitable targets for storytellers.
This thing has been passed down for countless years, and after becoming a Noble Phantasm, it comes with a special effect.
Those who die because of the rankings and become heroic spirits can be controlled by Bai Yi.
It consumes magic power to gain control, making it a very powerful energy consumer.
This flaw was not a problem for Bai Yi at all. His first heroic spirit, Ye Li, was a master at making electricity meters reverse.
And so, it all happened in an instant.
"Clatter..."
Bai Yi snapped his fingers, and many of the heroic spirits present sensed something was wrong.
Their bodies were out of control!
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