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"Even if I die... I must make him pay a heavy price!"
Xu Wen’s eyes turned blood-red as he made up his mind to perish together with Ma Han! If he kept delaying, he wouldn’t even be able to unleash his desperate moves!
"I can help you kill this demon monster, but you must agree to one condition."
Just as Xu Wen was in despair, a majestic voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
"This... this voice is directly resonating in my Sea of Consciousness?"
Xu Wen was taken aback, feeling the fluctuations from his Sea of Consciousness and realizing that a third person was observing this great battle!
This shocked Xu Wen. If the person was not an enemy, they could have just teamed up with Ma Han against him; instead, they were offering to help him kill Ma Han if he agreed to a condition?
The voice belonged to Su Changkong.
Su Changkong had been watching the entire conversation and battle all along, slightly surprised that Ma Han was truly associated with demon monsters.
Finally, he decided to act by transmitting messages directly through the Primordial Spirit.
Of course, he could have waited for Ma Han to kill Xu Wen first and then act, which would yield greater benefits, but Su Changkong was not a person who would do anything to achieve his goals.
Xu Wen’s face changed colors. Although he didn’t know what the other party would request, in this situation, even if the request was harsh, he had to gamble, otherwise, he had only death! And dying by the hands of this enemy was something he absolutely could not accept!
"Senior! I am willing! I am willing to agree to any condition!"
Xu Wen briefly pondered, and then he shouted out loud, deciding to take the risk. Even if the other party might be deceiving him, the situation couldn’t get any worse than it already was.
"What are you raving about? I will tear you into a million pieces!"
Ma Han frowned at Xu Wen’s sudden, inexplicable shout as he continued his attacks, feeling Xu Wen was tricking him, and he scoffed coldly.
"What?"
But soon, Ma Han’s expression changed; he saw a golden figure flash across the sky, emanating a regal aura like a deity. In a flash, his demonic power-formed oceanic domain was torn asunder like paper, and it was striking directly at his head from a close distance!
Ma Han reacted swiftly, not caring about Xu Wen anymore. He stretched out his right hand, elongating his arm, and slapped towards the golden figure while swiftly moving sideways.
"Sss!"
In the sound of tearing, Ma Han’s palm seemed to be sliced by countless blades, his entire arm was shredded into powder.
A bone-piercing pain surged, causing Ma Han’s eyes to bulge: "Immortal Body... has failed? Part of my soul has been crushed! Primordial Spirit... this is a Primordial Spirit!"
A Primordial Spirit, a realm that many old monsters who have lived through long years have cultivated, explores the potential of the soul and metamorphoses into a god-like Primordial Spirit!
And this was particularly the bane of demon monsters; once wounded, it causes harm both to the physical body and the soul, rendering the Immortal Body utterly useless!
"Could it be an ally Xu Wen found? But he always works alone... where could he have met such an old monster?"
Ma Han’s scalp numbed. The aura emitted by the golden figure, that of tearing everything apart, gave him a sensation that his soul was on the brink of extinction, and he had no intention of confronting it.
Probably only his master was qualified to contend with this Primordial Soul Old Monster!
"Senior... please stop! My master is the Demon King of Hong Mountain!"
Ma Han hastily called out.
"Hong Mountain Demon King?"
Su Changkong heard the name but was unmoved; he didn’t know who that was supposed to be, but he could guess it was a powerful demon monster!
And for a demon monster, a being thriving on destruction and devastation, Su Changkong undoubtedly held deep hatred. The Demon Nest not only posed grave threats to him but also let him witness the soul of Hong Zhenxiang being torn apart before his eyes.
For demon monsters, Su Changkong had only one word, kill!
"Whoosh!"
The golden Primordial Spirit paused for a moment and then dashed again toward Ma Han.
"Damn it!"
Ma Han cursed under his breath, his face twisted, furiously channeling demonic power, roaring and swinging his intact fist, carrying the surge of demonic power like a tidal wave, crazily smashing toward the golden Primordial Spirit, hoping to block it somewhat.
"Ssh!"
But it was useless, even the Divine Artifact armor could be easily torn by Su Changkong’s Primordial Spirit, accompanied by the sound of flesh tearing. Ma Han’s body froze, his arm was shredded, and the Primordial Spirit’s momentum continued, piercing through Ma Han’s head and shredding his Sea of Consciousness.
Ma Han’s fierce eyes gradually lost their spark, his face still twisted with ferocity and fear as his formidable aura quickly faded, and he was dead!
"Dead... is he dead?"
Xu Wen watched this scene with a pounding heart, in almost an instant, the previously arrogant, brutal, and unstoppable Ma Han had turned into a lifeless corpse!
"That is a Primordial Spirit..."
Xu Wen looked at the golden figure with awe and anxiety, his eyes full of shock and admiration.
The Primordial Spirit, the realm Xu Wen had long dreamed of. The inheritance and words of the Martial Saint Senior who had died while meditating, which he had received, had mentioned the Primordial Spirit more than once, filled with regret and dissatisfaction at not being able to excavate the potential of the soul to reach the realm of the Primordial Spirit!
And now this mysterious senior has cultivated a powerful Primordial Spirit, who could slay a ferocious Demon Monster as effortlessly as chopping vegetables, with hardly any difficulty!
"Below the Divine Body, hardly anyone can contend against my Primordial Spirit!"
Su Changkong thought silently, his Blade Soul had metamorphosed into a Primordial Spirit, much stronger than before, now his strongest means, capable of sweeping through Martial Saints of the Divine Seed!
"This Ma Han is not a true Demon Monster, just a Monster Warrior, given a shard of the Yuan Soul Crystal by that so-called ’Demon King of Hong Mountain.’"
Having killed Ma Han, Su Changkong knew Ma Han was not a real Demon Monster.
The real Demon Monster Crystal Core, known as Yuan Soul Crystal, Demon Monsters could split part of the Yuan Soul Crystal to give to others for refining, granting them some of the Demon Monster’s abilities, but with the cost that after fusion, achieving further major breakthroughs would be difficult, and they could not defy the Demon Monster who provided them with the Yuan Soul Crystal fragment.
Ma Han himself had reached the level of Entering Saint, likely encountering a true Demon Monster and choosing to become its servant, merely a ’Monster Servant’ of the Demon Monster.
Ma Han mentioned that Demon King of Hong Mountain, Su Changkong didn’t know his level, but he was sure it wasn’t like those in the Demon Nest, with potential as a Demon Monster King but far from recovered to his peak period, but rather in full flourish. Su Changkong wasn’t arrogant enough to think he could take on a fully powerful fierce Demon Monster!
"Many thanks, senior, for saving my life! I am eternally grateful!"
At this moment, Xu Wen spoke with respect and gratitude.
Su Changkong looked down at Xu Wen and said calmly, "No need for thanks, I had said earlier when I decided to help you, you would need to make a payment."
Xu Wen’s heart tightened, somewhat anxious that the condition might exceed what he could manage, but he could only say determinedly, "Senior, please command, as long as it’s within my power, I shall not refuse!"
Let alone the fact that the other party had saved his life, even without it, given the unfathomable power of the other party, he couldn’t refuse.
"I need that bell artifact of yours."
Su Changkong was straightforward in his request.
Actually, Su Changkong could have waited for Ma Han to kill Xu Wen before acting, maximizing his gains. His conditions were absolutely lenient.
This made Xu Wen stunned; he originally thought the condition would be harsh and difficult for him to fulfill, but the other party only wanted his Nether Soul Bell?
The Nether Soul Bell was very precious, obtained by Xu Wen at great cost at the Heavenly Saint Meeting auction. Xu Wen bought it not only to enhance his strength but also to use its unique features to temper his Sword Soul. Though important to him, it was incomparable to his life, naturally!
Requesting the Nether Soul Bell, the price was too small in Xu Wen’s perspective, completely within an acceptable range!
"Yes, senior, I will erase the markings inside it right away." 𝑛𝘰𝑣𝘱𝑢𝑏.𝘤𝑜𝘮
Xu Wen quickly nodded in agreement, with a thought, he dispersed his own mark in the Nether Soul Bell and then respectfully offered it with both hands.
The Primordial Spirit released strands of silk that wrapped around the Nether Soul Bell, feeling the presence of a savage and powerful residual soul inside it—a True Beast’s soul!
This brought a certain joy to Su Changkong’s heart; it was a tiger-type True Beast’s soul that could improve his Five Animal Frolics!
