Regretful Hun Miesheng
"You're Xiao Tribe Remnants!?"
Hun Miesheng's voice echoed throughout the entire mountain range, his eyes filled with deep terror.
Xiao Han had anticipated Hun Miesheng's reaction and calmly replied, "From the perspective of your Soul Clan, that is indeed the case."
Hun Miesheng stared intently at Xiao Han, whose face, once so familiar to him, now seemed terrifyingly unfamiliar.
This guy, who has hidden himself for nearly two hundred years and kept all the Ancient Races in the dark, is now actually revealing his identity to me. What is his true intention?
And...
Hun Miesheng's mind raced, and all his past doubts found a reasonable explanation at this moment.
"No wonder the Xiao Clan Gathering produced Dou Sheng Expert, and even one who is so powerful."
"So it was you who did all this!"
Hun Miesheng Kong suddenly shrank back, as if he had realized something, and looked at Xiao Han in horror, "Xiao Xuan was resurrected by you?"
Noticing Hun Miesheng's gaze, Xiao Han said with utmost sincerity, "These things do indeed have something to do with me."
He then shrugged and laughed, "What? You want to tear me to pieces?"
Hun Miesheng made no attempt to conceal his killing intent, saying each word clearly, "If I had known this day would come, I would have personally dealt with you when you were still somewhat famous, eliminating any future trouble!"
Hun Miesheng is now filled with regret. Xiao Han was just Peak Venerable, someone he could easily destroy with a flick of his wrist. How could he have let such a good opportunity slip by?
Now...
Raising a tiger will only bring trouble upon yourself!
Hun Miesheng were sighs echoing in his heart.
Xiao Han didn't care about his old friend Hun Miesheng's hindsight advice; at least for now, he was the one who had the last laugh.
"Don't worry, you have one more chance," Xiao Han said.
"An opportunity?" Hun Miesheng looked at Xiao Han suspiciously. Now he was at Xiao Han's mercy, and he couldn't see any opportunity at all.
Xiao Han smiled faintly, "I won't kill you this time. I'll give you a chance to return to the Soul Tribe Main Camp."
"What?" Hun Miesheng stared at Xiao Han in disbelief. Had this guy lost his mind? Wasn't he afraid that I would leak information about his Xiao Clan?
Seemingly sensing Hun Miesheng's thoughts, Xiao Han scoffed, "So what if you leak the information that I'm a member of the Xiao Clan?"
"Does the current Soul Emperor still have the resources to join forces with the other Nine Star Dou Sheng of your Soul Clan to besiege me?"
Hun Miesheng's heart sank instantly. He keenly realized that Xiao Han's words were true. Although they currently appeared to have the overall advantage in strength...
Wrong!
Hun Miesheng reacted, turning to look at the smiling Xiao Han. If this guy were also joining the battle...
Add to that Xiao Xuan's resurrection, and the difference in combat power between the two sides...
Hun Miesheng once again hated himself for not nipping the danger in the bud.
Because of a single wrong decision, the Soul Clan suddenly gained two more powerful enemies at the level of Nine Star Dou Sheng, and even other Dou Sheng Expert appeared as a result.
I regret it so much!
However, Hun Miesheng was a renowned expert who had been famous for many years. Even though his heart was in turmoil, he showed no emotion on his face.
"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
"If you're going to ask me to betray my clan's information, then you can forget about it."
"Don't worry, I'm not that naive." Just kidding. Hun Miesheng has fallen to this level, so his loyalty to the Soul Clan is beyond question.
Unless the other party's soul is directly replaced, there might be a possibility of betrayal, but this is the Void Flame Devouring's specialty, Xiao Han doesn't think he has that ability.
As for torture and forced confessions, Xiao Han could only chuckle. Which expert at the Dou Sheng Realm hasn't gone through hardships on their path to growth? They might have even faced being shattered to pieces a few times. How could they be defeated by a little bit of pain?
Xiao Han stretched out his hand, and a Jade Slip suddenly appeared in his palm.
"The Tou She Ancient God Jade?!" Hun Miesheng exclaimed in surprise, his eyes fixed on the Tou She Ancient God Jade in Xiao Han's hand.
Their Soul Clan has been plotting for thousands of years, slaughtering one Ancient Races after another, and has now reached the point where they are the enemy of the world. Isn't it all for that Tou She Ancient God Jade?
"Wasn't the Tou She Ancient God Jade of the Xiao Clan given to the Gu Clan?"
Subsequently, Hun Miesheng fell into deep doubt. The news of Xiao Zhan gifting the jade had caused quite a stir among the Ancient Races. At that time, many people of the Ancient Races secretly cursed the Gu Clan for their good luck.
The Gu Clan would never spit out the Tou She Ancient God Jade that they had swallowed. Therefore, there is only one possibility: the Tou She Ancient God Jade belonged to another Ancient Races.
Before Hun Miesheng could come up with an answer, Xiao Han said with a smile, "This is the Medicine Tribe's Tuo She Ancient Emperor Jade."
"But it's in my hands now."
"So..." Hun Miesheng frowned, "What are you planning to do?"
"What do we do?" Xiao Han's expression suddenly turned cold. "Hand over the jade in one hand, release the person in the other!"
"Return my nephew completely unharmed!"
"I see!"
Hun Miesheng laughed loudly, "I never imagined that the Ice Saint would go to such great lengths to obtain the Medicine Tribe's Tuo She Ancient Emperor Jade, only for his own nephew!"
"Truly unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness..."
"Ugh..." Hun Miesheng suddenly screamed in agony, as Xiao Han's palm filled with Cold Qi.
"Although flames have the effect of scorching the soul, extreme cold can also make you feel a pain worse than death. I want to see if your soul, which is at the Heaven Realm Perfection, can withstand my Extreme Cold."
The entire process lasted for a full half hour. Hun Miesheng went from screaming repeatedly at the beginning to eventually losing even the strength to shout.
Finally, Xiao Han stopped what he was doing and calmly asked, "So, how does it feel?"
Hun Miesheng did not answer. At this moment, his soul was much more ethereal than before, and he was weak and powerless, unable to respond to Xiao Han's question.
"If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place. I was just asking for trouble." Xiao Han couldn't help but shake his head.
"Ten days from now, in Langtian City, I'll be waiting for your Soul Clan to come and exchange the jade. No exceptions!" Xiao Han said in a low voice, "At worst, we can just continue this stalemate."
Then he changed the subject, saying, "Perhaps one day when I'm in a bad mood, I'll use this Tou She Ancient God Jade as Betrothal Gift for my descendant Xiao Yan to marry the Gu Tribe Little Princess."
"Back then, if your Soul Clan wanted it, it wouldn't be as simple as it is now."
Hearing Xiao Han's blatant threat, Hun Miesheng felt a surge of anger, but he could only listen passively. At the same time, he was plotting in his heart that one day, when Xiao Han fell into his hands, he would definitely make things difficult for him.
Watching Hun Miesheng's figure disappear into the distance, Xiao Han couldn't help but sneer. The Tou She Ancient God Jade was indispensable, and the one he held was absolutely essential. Faced with the hope of Becoming Emperor, he didn't believe that Soul Emperor would easily let go of the Tou She Ancient God Jade that he had been longing for day and night, even if it meant provoking an enemy of a Nine Star Dou Sheng.
"However..." Xiao Han pondered, "I think we'll have to invite our ancestor over this time to keep things in order!"
Although Xiao Han was not afraid of the Soul Clan, he should still make several preparations to ensure that he had the right to have an equal dialogue with them.
But these are things to consider after returning. Now, Xiao Han clearly has a more specific goal. Turning his gaze towards the Heaven Hall, Xiao Han's eyes blazed with fervor, "The Soul Origin..."