Taking a deep breath, Han Shuo forcibly suppressed his frenzied bloodlust. After several more deep breaths, the stirring urge to unleash a massacre slowly subsided.
In the eyes of Trunks and the others, as Han Shuo took those deep breaths, his cold, bloodthirsty expression, the specks of bloody light on his body, and his savage, murderous aura gradually vanished, until he finally returned to the appearance they knew.
"What happened to you?" Only when Emily saw Han Shuo return to normal did she breathe a sigh of relief. Her beautiful eyes fixed on him with concern as she hurriedly asked.
"My martial arts just reached an unfamiliar realm. In this realm, keeping my state of mind under control is the hardest part. I'm not familiar with this new realm yet, so I lost my composure!" Once his expression returned to normal, Han Shuo gave a faint smile and explained to everyone.
"You gave me a fright. Your expression and the aura around you just now were incredibly evil and terrifying. Even looking at you made me tremble!" Trunks gazed deeply at Han Shuo, still shaken.
Of everyone present, only Little Skeleton showed nothing unusual. Upon seeing Han Shuo appear, Little Skeleton joyfully waved his arms and gestured, occasionally pointing at the corpses strewn across the ground, as though telling Han Shuo about his achievements in battle.
Chuckling in satisfaction, Han Shuo could sense Little Skeleton's desire to show off, as though he were waiting for Han Shuo's praise.
"Come here, you little rascal. You did a good job!" Han Shuo waved him over. When Little Skeleton obediently approached with the Bone Blade in hand, Han Shuo reached out and stroked his skull, which was as smooth as jade. Little Skeleton's purple left eye swiveled, and his bony jaw clacked away,