"Damn it! Damn it!"
The moment Immortal Emperor Balin burst out of the spatial entrance, he could not help cursing. When he reached the entrance, he had discovered a peculiar spatial teleportation power within it that forcibly sent him elsewhere. He would not emerge in the same place as Ye Han...
That would make it far too difficult to find that fellow and seize his treasures and fortuitous opportunities...
And who knew where those treasures that had entered the entrance to the Great Hell had flown? That made him utterly...
Hmm? That familiar aura...
But just as he finished cursing, he sensed Ye Han's familiar aura and whipped his head around. There, in the distance, stood Ye Han, who happened to be looking his way too...
What good luck...
That fellow is truly unlucky. The random teleportation actually sent us to places not far apart. Clearly, this tremendous windfall is destined to be mine...
Ye Han frowned slightly at Immortal Emperor Balin's murderous gaze. Looking at him in the distance, he said, "Immortal Emperor Balin, it seems fate keeps bringing us together. But from that murderous look of yours, you seem to want to attack me. We are of the same race, after all. Surely there's no need to fight? Why don't we join forces..."
Before Ye Han could finish, Immortal Emperor Balin cut him off with murderous intent. "Hmph! You aren't one of our Immortal Race at all. Don't think I don't know. If you know what's good for you, surrender quietly, or I'll make my move."
As he spoke, Immortal Emperor Balin slowly flew toward Ye Han, brimming with confidence and showing no fear of him whatsoever...
In his eyes, Ye Han had shown weakness as soon as he opened his mouth, clearly knowing he was no match