Every advance in the Demonic Cultivation Art brought a tremendous increase in strength. Having broken through the Nine Transformations to reach the Heavenly Demon Realm, Han Shuo believed his main body must now be utterly different in every respect.
Caesar and Erickson had been lost in this illusion array for nine days and were utterly exhausted. This was the perfect opportunity for Han Shuo to take them both down.
At worst, with the Cauldron Spirit present, Han Shuo could not only enlist the dozen or so Xuan Demons in the Myriad Demon Cauldron, but also use the Cauldron Spirit to control the magic arrays here that had not been completely destroyed. No matter how he looked at it, killing Caesar and Erickson now would not be too difficult.
Han Shuo was absolutely confident, but Caesar and Erickson had no idea he had so many trump cards. When they suddenly heard him say he would personally send them on their way, both immediately thought he had gone mad. A mere Lower God facing two Middle Gods-even a fool would know he was doomed. What chance could he possibly have?
"Hahaha..." Erickson looked at Han Shuo as though he were already dead, his face full of contempt. He shrugged and said casually, "Come on, then. I'll stand right here. Let's see how you kill me! Heh, even if we've used up too much divine power, a Lower God like you still has no right to act so arrogantly."
"Erickson, don't kill him straightaway. Before he dies, find out how he got in!" Caesar closed his eyes without even looking at Han Shuo and silently began recovering his divine power, casually offering Erickson that reminder.
The two had been trapped for a long time without finding a way out. Han Shuo's sudden arrival