Repeating Old Tricks

Now that Xiao Han had revealed his identity, "Battle Venerable Mingyu" no longer pretended and grinned maliciously:

"Good lad, how did you figure out my identity?"

"I believe I disguised myself quite well."

"A pretense?" Xiao Han shook his head, clicked his tongue, and said dismissively:

"You've definitely captured the essence perfectly, but your brain just isn't up to par."

"The cruelty inherent in your Evil Clan cannot be concealed."

"The builders of this Ruins didn't even realize that the aura used to suppress the Evil Clan had spread?"

"Who are you looking down on?"

As Great Spirit Array Master who could rival or even surpass the Heavenly Supreme in some aspects, Xiao Han did not believe that the Divine Soul left behind by someone like Battle Venerable Mingyu would go unnoticed, or even allowed to run rampant before Xiao Han accidentally stumbled in, causing harm to all sides.

Furthermore, it was still those millions of powerful individuals who entered the Ruins and never returned.

An existence capable of wiping out millions of powerful individuals in one fell swoop must have been a ruthless character in life, and such a person would more or less be tainted with a trace of malevolent energy, or even be filled with malevolent energy.

However, the Battle Venerable Mingyu he met was so gentle, and he could not detect even a trace of bloodshed. If it was not a disguise, then there must be some unknown inside story about the deaths of those millions of people.

It just so happens that the Ruins have some connection with the legendary Evil Clan, so it's only right to pass the buck to them.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Battle Venerable Mingyu" shouted "Good!" three times in a row, then gritted his teeth and said:

"Since my little tricks can't fool the geniuses of the Great Thousand World, then I won't be polite."

"Hahaha~"

"The geniuses who can destroy the Great Thousand World are what please me the most."

Having discarded his original attire, "Battle Venerable Mingyu" was now brimming with blood energy.

"The Blood Demon's Hand!"

His eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and a massive blood-red hand materialized out of thin air, enveloping Xiao Han.

As the giant hand drew ever closer to Xiao Han, the latter remained motionless, a smug look on the Demon Emperor's face.

As he expected, although this young man possessed remarkable skill in Spirit Array, he was even far superior to a typical Great Perfection Earthly Supreme in a direct confrontation.

However, Spiritual Power cultivation was ultimately the opponent's weakness. At such close range, the boy was completely terrified and couldn't even release Spirit Array.

"Got you!"

Finally, the Demon Emperor sensed something unusual in his hand. Just as he was about to show his delight, he turned his head and saw Xiao Han sitting beside him with a smile.

???!!!

Before the Demon Emperor could look at his hand, Xiao Han opened his mouth and silently uttered a few words to the Demon Emperor. The latter frowned; those words seemed to be...

Was the hospitality inadequate?!

The next instant, a violent explosion suddenly erupted from the palm, and the bloody hand shattered into pieces. A shower of blood rained down, and the scarlet blood dripped onto the surrounding stone slabs, making a "hissing" corrosive sound, turning the smooth ground into a pitted mess.

"You little beast, you deserve to die!"

The Demon Emperor covered his hands, his eyes turning even more bloodshot, his gaze bloodshot as he spoke.

He had fought for many years, and even when he was sealed away at the cost of his life by a suddenly appearing Great Spirit Array Master, he had never suffered a great loss. Yet now he had been tricked by an unknown junior.

"That brat must pay the price!"

In contrast, Xiao Han had a strange expression. He was two hundred years old and could probably call himself an old man, but he had never heard such a cute yet strange term as "little beast" before.

He's still very young!

How exciting!

At least this title revitalized his aging heart.

"Hehe~"

However, Xiao Han sneered at the former's threat. The mere Nether Demon Emperor was nothing to him. At his peak, Xiao Han was confident he could escape from him.

Not to mention that he's now a frail, old man, what right does he have to bark at him?

He clenched his fist slightly towards the Demon Emperor.

"Five Elements Sky Binding Array!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of multicolored light suddenly erupted, and five ropes shot out from the Demon Emperor's injured hand. Then, under the latter's terrified gaze, they instantly spread across his body like a swarm of snakes.

Upon seeing these strange ropes, how could the Demon Emperor not know that he couldn't let his opponent unleash their full power? Immediately, his blood energy surged wildly, transforming into countless sharp blood blades, which he used to cut down on the ropes binding his body.

"Too weak." Xiao Han shook his head indifferently, changing his hand seals.

"Bind!"

The multicolored light suddenly surged, shattering the blood-red blade into nothingness, leaving not even a trace of crimson visible.

"Ah!" "Uh!"

At the same time, the ropes binding him became tighter and gradually squeezed into the Demon Emperor's body. The immense pressure even caused his chest to cave in, and the intense pain caused the Demon Emperor to let out a hoarse wail.

As the power continued to increase, finally...

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the Demon Emperor's body suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist. Smelling the strong stench in the air, Xiao Han frowned and waved his hand to summon a blizzard, which dispersed and purified the blood mist, leaving behind a ground covered with red ice crystals that made a crisp sound when stepped on.

After everything was cleared up, Xiao Han turned his attention to the crystal ball, which was the size of a human head and had been taken out by the Demon Emperor. Cold Qi swirled in his palm, transforming into a two-foot-long dragon that enveloped the crystal ball.

Upon contact, an evil crimson aura instantly enveloped and devoured the ice dragon. When released again, the little dragon, whose eyes had turned blood red, instantly turned against him and charged towards Xiao Han, only to be easily dispersed by the latter.

Clearly, this crystal ball contains an aura capable of influencing thought, even those created from Spiritual Power.

After a moment's thought, he conjured an icy hand in the air, grabbed the crystal ball, and confronted the crimson aura.

Having lost its original master, the Frost Hand easily won the battle.

The moment his hand firmly grasped the crystal ball again, wisps of smoke emerged from it, forming a phantom upper body silhouette in mid-air. The familiar figure made Xiao Han recognize it at a glance.

"The Battle Venerable Mingyu?"

With a mournful face and filled with remorse, Battle Venerable Mingyu cupped his hands and said:

"This old man has met this young friend."

"If it weren't for your help, young friend, I'm afraid I wouldn't know what to do."

"Hey! After all these years, I never thought I still couldn't outlive Blood Demon Tian. I was usurped and almost caused a huge disaster."

"Thank you for your help, young friend!" Battle Venerable Mingyu said again.

"Senior, there's no need for such formalities." Xiao Han waved his hand. "These are merely what a junior should do. After all, we powerful beings of the Great Thousand World are mortal enemies with the Extraterrestrial Evil race."

"That's true." Battle Venerable Mingyu seemed unwilling, but then, as if remembering something, he said somewhat anxiously:

"I am not one to forget kindness. Now that my days are numbered, I will pass on my mantle to you, young friend. I hope you will not find it offensive."

As he spoke, he retrieved a ball of light from his mind. After the ball of light was retrieved, the aura of Battle Venerable Mingyu visibly decreased significantly, and he weakly said:

"All the knowledge I have acquired in my life is contained here. I believe you will not disgrace it, young friend."

He was about to hand the ball of light to Xiao Han.

Xiao Han reached out to stop him, and under the former's questioning gaze, shook his head with a look of disappointment.

"Senior War Venerable, that Blood Demon Tian is so weak right now, does he perhaps need my help?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the slightly stunned "Battle Venerable Mingyu" immediately turned ferocious, threw the ball of light, grabbed his head with both hands, and his veins bulged.

"Ah..."