"Hold back. This isn't the time to strike. This human is extremely powerful; if we face him head-on, we have no chance of winning."
Inwardly, Trash King communicated with the other three Malignant Spirits and decided to keep playing along with Aiou. The darkness in their hearts was the very reason for their existence—how could they possibly cast it aside so lightly?
If a few words could turn their hearts around, that would be far too laughable.
"You were actually lying to me, weren't you?" Aiou suddenly asked with a smile.
Trash King's body instantly stiffened. It forced out a smile and said, "How could that be? I've truly let go of my hatred."
"How about this? I'll give you a chance to kill me. If you've let go of your hatred, then prove it to me." Aiou rose from his cross-legged position and slowly floated before Trash King.
The energy around him gradually dispersed, revealing his true body right before Trash King.
At that moment, he had no protection whatsoever. Trash King could easily scan his body with its spiritual power and confirm his current condition.
"Are you going to attack?"
Aiou spread his arms wide and looked at Trash King with a smile.
"..."
Trash King could tell that Aiou's body was not particularly tough. It had destroyed bodies like this countless times; with but a single thought, it could tear Aiou apart.
But it did not dare.
Doubt still lingered in its heart. How could this guy possibly be so foolish as to truly let it kill him?
"Trash King, don't act rashly. This is a trap," Hidden Malignant Spirit concluded.
Wind Malignant Spirit, meanwhile, said darkly within Trash King's mind, "This is a good opportunity. He's too confident, too arrogant. Attack!"
"What's wrong? Hesitating? Actually, hesitation