Li Han wore a harmless smile, but the demand he made was as beastly as could be.
Once something like a Soul Bone fused into the body, it simply could not be removed without injury.
Either the Soul Master died and the Soul Bone was taken out, or the part of the body containing it was cut off and the Soul Bone stripped away.
Removing a Soul Bone from the legs might at worst leave someone crippled, but cutting off and stripping away a Head Soul Bone would mean certain death unless one had some kind of head-reattachment technique.
After all, not everyone was Xing Tian.
Hearing Li Han's words, Shi Nian's pupils abruptly contracted.
How did this brat know I have a Head Soul Bone? No...
Where did he get the confidence to think he could take my Head Soul Bone?
Shi Nian immediately looked around, searching for a possible ambush. For a moment, he was extremely tense.
Could it be that he was the prey?
Was he about to be ambushed?
"Stop looking. There's no one else here, only me."
Seeing Shi Nian struggle to search, Li Han kindly gave him a reminder.
"Only you? Then where did you get the confidence to think you can take my Head Soul Bone?"
Shi Nian looked at Li Han as though he were looking at an idiot.
"Who knows? Maybe you're a good person who's willing to hand over your Head Soul Bone voluntarily?"
Li Han spread his hands, shrugged, and said with a smile.
"Hahaha! That's the biggest joke I've heard all year.
Han Li! You must be an idiot!
How could you possibly have such an illusion?"
Shi Nian burst into laughter. Killing intent instantly erupted from his body and enveloped Li Han.
Yet Li Han seemed utterly