Zhao Han’s eyes narrowed. At first, he'd thought that Zu An was completely reliant on the help of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Dragons. Additionally, Zu An couldn't use the skill that countered departed spirits anymore; there was also no tribulation right now either, and thus no heavenly lightning to help him. As such, Zhao Han hadn't thought it would be too hard to win. If anything, his earlier portrayal of Zu An had been intended as an exaggeration to drag the Fiend Emperor and Dragon King into the fray. But now, it seemed they really did have to join hands to defeat Zu An.

This is absolutely ridiculous!

When he thought about how this had been a wretched beggar whom he could crush with a single finger in the past, and yet Zu An had now grown to this extent, he finally understood the meaning of the famous saying ‘nurturing a tiger invites calamity’!

Why didn’t I just strangle this little demon in the past?!

You have successfully trolled Zhao Han for +587 +587 +587…

The Dragon King roared again, unleashing white dragon breath. His palms slammed toward the ground, covering it in ice that spread with tremendous speed, quickly appearing around Zu An’s legs. As a member of the Dragon race, he was good at water element attacks to begin with. All the time he had spent in the Frozen Hell even allowed him to comprehend a new power.

Zu An’s body froze at a visible rate. But a second later, an intense flame blazed around him, melting away all of the ice around his body.

Zhao Han’s figure flickered, and he instantly appeared behind Zu An. He sent a punch flying at the middle of Zu An's back. The light rays around his fist were a bit blurry, signifying spatial distortion. If his fist landed, space itself would collapse, let alone a human body. He had been unrivaled in the human world for countless years. Two of the biggest reasons were that his acute insight and his combat experience were both first-rate. He thus keenly seized the best chance to strike.

There was no chance for Zu An to evade, and he could only brace himself for the strike. Even so, he had just exchanged blows with the late Fiend Emperor and was frozen by the Dragon King. Thus, thje energies within his body would definitely be a bit sluggish at this moment.

There’s no way he could be a match for me in a direct exchange of blows!

There was no time for Zu An to swing his sword. He raised his own hand, meeting Zhao Han's fist with a palm.

Zhao Han smirked. After so many years of his dominance over the world, people had all come to believe that the Human Emperor Seal was his strongest weapon, but he actually didn’t need any weapons. The weapons he trusted in the most were none other than his own two fists.

Not even the late Fiend Emperor dared to experience these fists directly and needed to rely on powerful weapons to defend himself, and yet this brat actually dares to use his bare palm?

I’ll cripple that hand of his!

The fist and palm met.

However, the arm-snapping scene that Zhao Han had imagined didn’t happen, nor was there a terrifying explosion. Instead, it was completely silent; the fist and palm were quietly pressed against each other. The Dragon King exclaimed in annoyance, “Zhao Han, why are you just holding hands with him?!”

Only Zhao Han understood his bitterness right now. He could feel that his tremendous power seemed to have vanished into nothing. Zu An’s palm was like a black hole that sucked away all the strength of his fist. That wasn’t all, either. There was a terrifying suction force coming out from Zu An's palm that made all of his ki rage chaotically, as if it was about to pour out into Zu An’s hand at any moment.

The late Fiend Emperor noticed that something was strange. If he had seen Zhao Han suffer so badly in the past, it would already be surprising if he didn’t kick the latter while he was down. But this time, Zu An’s strength was truly outside of his imagination. He couldn't just watch as Zu An took down such a powerful ally. As such, he used the Golden Crow Radiant Flow to attack Zu An.

Zhao Han also fought back. His skin fell off layer by layer to try and break free from Zu An's restraint.

Soon after, the three individuals surrounded Zu An at the center again, but none of them seemed as relaxed as they had been at first. Instead, there was fine sweat on their foreheads.

How did this guy suddenly become so strong?

Zu An sighed deeply inside.

If you were all in my place, being forced to fight against those ridiculous enemies day and night, you would’ve grown stronger too.

It wasn’t just his fighting experience and mindset; even his baseline strength had increased by quite a bit.

The Phoenix Nirvana Sutra’s Kun Peng skill and the Heaven Devouring Sutra had combined together to form an ability that increased his cultivation whenever he killed a powerful opponent. At this point, he had already killed countless powerful monsters.

Back in the world of the living, it had only been because he was restricted by the world’s laws that his level couldn't increase at all. But there was no such restriction here in the underworld. Perhaps it was because the accumulated ‘experience’ hadn’t disappeared, or it was because of the unique setting of the underworld; either way, he could feel that his own cultivation seemed to be steadily climbing.

Just then, Zhao Han reminded the other two seriously, “be careful, he has a sinister skill that can absorb the strength of others. Do your best to avoid direct contact.”

He had faced Zu An in the past and thus knew about that skill, but at the time, it had only been usable for defense, helping Zu An neutralize attacks from those at higher cultivation realms than his own. Zhao Han hadn’t expected tthe skill to be capable of being used offensively now, nor did he expect that its power would be this frightening!

But it makes sense. Our cultivation realms are similar now, and his might even be a bit higher. It’s only natural that this sinister skill would have powerful offensive characteristics.

The Dragon King suddenly realized something and exclaimed, “No wonder he has such terrifying cultivation at his young age! So it was because he cultivated this treacherous skill!”

Originally, this had been a realm that only he, Zhao Han, and the Fiend Emperor had the qualifications to partake in. Perhaps the libationer could be considered one more as well. However they were all quite old. They were incredible geniuses, which was how they were able to reach their level through cultivation. But Zu An wasn't even twenty years old, and yet this cultivation was already at this level! Didn’t that mean they had lived their long lives for nothing?

When the Dragon King arrived at this ‘truth’, however, he immediately felt much better.

Hmph, the ki you can obtain through this kind of sinister technique is impure. There’ll definitely be problems in the future! It’s nothing like our stable cultivation foundations that were steadily trained bit by bit.

The late Fiend Emperor warned the others, “He has another skill that can produce all sorts of fiery weapons. Those weapons possess extraordinary destructive power. If possible, do not try to make contact with them if you see them.”

That 'gatling' or whatever was one thing, but that ‘Dongfeng unfurls into a thousand trees, blooming in the night sky like a rain of stars’ had really made him taste bitterness.

What kind of stupid name is that? It’s so long! Zhao Han grimaced and said, “He has another skill called ‘ikuu ikuu’ or something. It’s extremely despicable. Be careful not to be hit by it.”

The Dragon King was stunned. “What kind of skill is 'ikuu ikuu'? Tell us more clearly!”

“It’s hard to explain. You’ll know if you’re hit by it.” Zhao Han’s expression was gloomy. That skill really was too humiliating! How could he bear to explain that he had been violated by some burly chaps to these two old enemies of his?

The old Fiend Emperor added, “He also has this ‘what you lookin’ at’ skill that can easily make you lose your concentration. It’s especially effective against your Dragon race's Soulspeak skill. Dragon King, you need to be careful.”

Judging rfom their earlier fight, he knew that this was definitely not the time to be holding back. He, Zhao Han, and the Dragon King were at least on the same level, and it was possible for any of them to come out on top in the end, but this kid was too strange. None of them could win if they faced him alone.

Zhao Han said with a grim expression, “He seems to have another forbidden skill that prevents you from moving for a single breath of time.”

That was the skill that had made him suffer tremendously when he was facing tribulation, and it was also because of that skill that he had perished.

Zu An sighed. Unfortunately, he had used up the ‘Nickname Card’ and couldn't use ‘John Doe’s Nemesis’.

The late Fiend Emperor then said, “He stole my Sun Slaying Bow. Be careful of it.”

Zhao Han also said, “My Human Emperor Seal was stolen as well.”

The Dragon King grumbled, “I seem to sense the energy of my Crown of the Ocean Deity too.”

The three of them became speechless.

The Dragon King suddenly felt as if he was siding with the wrong teammates.

Being close to this kind of guy doesn’t seem completely unacceptable...

Hm… Should I recommend one of my own sisters-in-law to ease our relationship?

Wait, Liuyu seems to be pretty close to him.

Dammit! This guy ate the food, but he even wants to take the cooking pots home!

The late Fiend Emperor took a deep breath. “Zhao Han, Ao Zhan, this guy is even stronger than we imagined. If we continue to be on guard against each other, he might take us down one by one. We can’t hold back anymore. How about we get rid of this guy first, and then we’ll settle things between the three of us?”

Zhao Han said seriously, “Agreed!”

The Dragon King looked from side to side, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and said, “Fine!”