The times had changed. Our Ancient Nether Clan had risen again. This was no longer the era of you humans," the old man said blandly.
Du Tianyin's gaze narrowed slightly. Looking at the two beads floating in midair, he said, "It seems your Ancient Nether Race still hasn't given up on this experiment. Fusing battle bodies is simply impossible."
"Our Ancient Nether Clan has always possessed the spirit of exploration and innovation. Unlike you humans, who are content with the status quo and smugly pleased with yourselves," the old man replied indifferently.
Then, the old man removed his red robe, and his entire appearance underwent a drastic transformation.
His body grew to over two meters tall. A pair of bull horns emerged from his head, his eyes bulged wide, his nose became high and prominent, and two streams of white vapor spurted from his nostrils.
His mouth looked exceptionally broad, with little hair on the top of his head. His expression was savage and terrifying.
"I didn't expect my luck to be this good—to actually encounter a pure-blooded Ancient Nether," Du Tianyin said with an easy smile.
The old man's Empty Meridian Realm aura surged majestically. His gaze flickered uncertainly as he stared at Du Tianyin. Then he stretched out five fingers, and dark spiritual energy transformed into five tangible spirit fingers that shot toward Du Tianyin.
"Since you've delivered the Hundred Great Bodies right to my doorstep, I'll gladly accept them," Du Tianyin said. Raising his right hand, he directly annihilated the five finger beams condensed from spiritual energy in his palm.
Then, like a sharp arrow, he took a single step forward. Howling winds swirled beneath his feet as he arrived before the furnace and reached for the two beads.
The old man snorted coldly, his aura growing