Blood Baleful Old Devil's voice was filled with horror. Although he had suspected that this might be the fellow who had destroyed his remnant soul...
He had never imagined that the Gods-and-Devils Hand would actually be in this fellow's possession.
Judging by the cultivation and spell power Ye Han had unleashed, he far surpassed the Human Race cultivator Blood Baleful Old Devil had controlled back then...
Once he struck with the Gods-and-Devils Hand, breaking the restriction and freeing him would be simplicity itself. But what if the other party turned on him...
Damn it! Even if he successfully refined the Gods-and-Devils Hand, extracted its demon marks, and condensed it, it shouldn't have been possible to fuse it with his arm!
Damn it! What exactly was going on?
At that thought, Blood Baleful Old Devil could no longer feel happy...
Meanwhile, Ye Han's right hand had already transformed into the Gods-and-Devils Hand. He said calmly, "It seems you recognize the Gods-and-Devils Hand I possess, Fellow Daoist! Don't worry! I'll break this damned restriction and get you out, then we can search for treasures and fortuitous opportunities together!"
As he spoke, Ye Han began forming hand seals and chanting, pouring spell power madly into the Gods-and-Devils Hand. Its horns began twisting and transforming, conjuring endless silhouettes of demonic beasts that swirled and surged within.
At the sight of the Gods-and-Devils Hand, a trace of greed flashed through Blood Baleful Old Devil's eyes. This was no ordinary Heaven-Connecting Demonic Treasure. Not only could this fellow control it, he had even fused it with his own arm. Just how astonishing was his physique...?
Could this brat be a human who had descended from the Upper Realm?
With that thought, Blood Baleful Old Devil could not help asking, "You... could you be a human from