Soul King.
An Evil Spirit Master who had been deeply corrupted.
Han Yuchen narrowed his eyes.
Xue Beng swayed as he got to his feet, pointed at the Evil Spirit Master, and slurred, "Han... Brother Han, this villain is one of the remnants who tried to assassinate Imperial Father a few days ago. He's vicious."
"I heard you're exceptionally strong, so how about... you take him out and rid the people of this menace?"
Here it came.
The dagger had finally been revealed.
A "terrified" expression immediately appeared on Han Yuchen's face. He waved his hands repeatedly and even shrank back.
"Your Highness, you... you must be joking! I'm only level thirty! This... this senior is clearly a Soul King expert. How could I possibly beat him?"
His cowardly appearance made a trace of barely perceptible contempt flash through Xue Beng's eyes.
Sure enough, he was just a lucky kid.
No matter how powerful the woman beside him was, he himself was ultimately trash.
"Ah, Brother Han, don't be afraid!" Xue Beng pretended to "force" him, waving at the guards. "Free one of his hands and let him... spar with Brother Han!"
Crack.
The chain around the Evil Spirit Master's right hand was unlocked.
"Roar!"
He let out a roar that barely sounded human. His freed right hand transformed into a claw covered in dark green scales, tearing through the air with a foul stench as it shot like lightning toward Han Yuchen's chest.
That claw strike was enough to instantly corrode through all the Body Protection Soul Power of a Soul Ancestor!
"I'm done for!"
Han Yuchen cried out in panic, springing from his seat and stumbling backward.
"The corrupted Soul Power of an Evil Spirit Master is the greatest restraint against pure Water Element users like me!"
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