All of this happened in the time it takes for a spark to fly off a flint. Before Belinda and Edwin could figure out what was going on, they saw that the six-horned tribal king of the Soul Race had been restrained by Han Shuo, not daring to move a muscle!
Han Shuo smiled and loosened his grip. He leisurely looked at the six-horned tribal king who was still stuck to the wall, his eyes shining with a strange light, as though he was pondering something. Han Shuo did not say a word.
"Lord Brian, this is our honored guest!" Edwin suddenly came to his senses and hastily explained to Han Shuo.
Belinda gazed deeply at Han Shuo with a complicated expression. Her heart was full of bitterness. She had truly realized that Han Shuo was indeed different from before. She just so happened to be present when this six-horned tribal king of the Soul Race wreaked havoc at the headquarters of the Calamity Church five years ago. She witnessed with her own eyes how the six-horned tribal king stood firm despite being besieged by several elders led by the Pope. She knew very well just how powerful the six-horned tribal king was.
However, it was this incomparably terrifying foreign race expert who had been pinned to the wall by Han Shuo in a single exchange, and had even calmly admitted that he was inferior to Han Shuo. This had given Belinda an enormous shock.
How could this man have become so unbelievably powerful in just a mere decade or so?
When she looked at Han Shuo again, the fear in Belinda's heart grew even more intense, and her attitude became even more humble. She feared that any inappropriate action of hers would incur Han Shuo's displeasure.
"Honored guest?" Han Shuo smiled at the six-horned tribal king. He pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "I can see that you wouldn't be here if you hadn't established a connection with the Church."
"You, how did you become so powerful? Why do you have three souls? " After maintaining that pondering posture for a long time, the six-horned tribal king finally refocused his gaze on Han Shuo and questioned Han Shuo in a slightly stiff voice.
Shocked, Han Shuo was also a little surprised. He asked gravely, "How do you know I have three souls?"
The three souls were symbiotic, and the souls of the two avatars were hidden within Han Shuo's body. Logically speaking, no one should be able to detect them until the avatars left his body. This six-horned tribal king of the Soul Race had only stared at Han Shuo for a moment, but he was already able to detect the fact that Han Shuo possessed three souls. This was simply inconceivable!
After a moment of silence, the six-horned tribal king of the Soul Race looked indifferently at Han Shuo and replied, "Our race is born with a marvelous ability to sense souls. Back then, I was able to remember your soul imprint and sense your location across the entire continent because of our special ability in the field of souls."
Behind him, the other two Soul Race clansmen with five horns had restless expressions on their faces. They were constantly shooting meaningful glances at the six-horned tribal king, as though they wanted to combine their strength and attack Han Shuo.
"There's no need to try. We won't be able to kill him even with the two of you!" The six-horned tribal king clearly understood the intentions of the two people behind him. He turned around and said those words to them with a cold and indifferent face. The two eagerly-looking five-horned tribesmen immediately stopped blinking at each other and revealed a dejected and powerless expression at the same time.
"Don't even think about attacking me. Even if you have reached some agreement with the Church, I have no qualms about killing you!" Han Shuo's expression was relaxed, but his tone was laced with killing intent. Han Shuo cast a glance at the anxious Edwin and smilingly said, "However, as long as they know their place and answer a few of my questions, I naturally won't attack them!"
"Your Lordship, this, this …" Edwin didn't know what to say. He dared not offend Han Shuo, but the six-horned tribal king was also an honored guest and similarly couldn't be neglected. Han Shuo's notoriety on Profound Continent was simply too great. Edwin was afraid that Han Shuo might really attack the six-horned tribal king. If that really happened, given Han Shuo's status, the Pope wouldn't do anything to Han Shuo. However, Edwin, a puny grand magus, would most likely have to bear some unpleasant consequences. Therefore, he couldn't help but feel anxious.
"I said it's fine, it's fine!" Han Shuo put on a stern face and coldly groaned when he saw Edwin being so garrulous. "Just watch from the side and don't say anything else!"
Edwin and Belinda, who were about to persuade Han Shuo, felt a chill in their hearts when they saw Han Shuo's expression turn cold. Killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes. They felt as though their lives would be in danger at any moment. The two smacked their lips and tactfully said no more.
"Alright, we can have a good talk now." Han Shuo looked at the six-horned tribal king and smiled. He confidently walked into the spacious stone chamber through the open iron and stone door, as though he had returned to his own home. He wasn't the slightest bit reserved.
The two five-horned Soul Race experts blocking the door, under Han Shuo's powerful aura, took the initiative to step aside, allowing Han Shuo to walk in unimpeded.
The spacious stone chamber was simply decorated. There were no fancy decorations, only a magical luminous ball and a few large, flat rocks. It appeared very crude. This must have something to do with the preferences of these foreign races. Otherwise, given the Calamity Church's financial and material resources, this place wouldn't be so simple and crude.
Han Shuo walked in grandly. After taking a glance at the interior, he sat down on a large rock at the center and smilingly looked at the few Soul Race clansmen outside the door. The six-horned tribal king looked at Han Shuo and nodded at the two five-horned experts. The three walked in together. The six-horned tribal king of the Soul Race and Han Shuo were sitting face to face on another rock, their tails coiled around their waists.
The two five-horned Soul Race experts, like Edwin and Belinda, stood there, looking at the two without saying a word.
"Even if you're stronger than me, I'm not afraid of you!" The six-horned tribal king said mechanically as he looked at Han Shuo indifferently. He didn't seem to have too many human emotions and desires, but only merciless indifference.
Han Shuo believed his words because even after he had displayed his overwhelming strength, this six-horned tribal king of the Soul Race did not reveal the slightest bit of fear. They were cold-blooded by nature, not only toward others, but also toward themselves. During his trip to the Abyss realm, Han Shuo had gained some understanding of some foreign races. He understood that they weren't as afraid of death as humans.
It doesn't matter whether you're afraid of me or not. What matters is that I do have the strength to kill you! Hehe, I believe you must have your own matters to attend to. With your high intelligence, you shouldn't be seeking death on your own initiative, Han Shuo thought to himself as he sized up the six-horned tribal king.
"What do you want? You should know that it's you who stole our things first. That's why I'm hunting you down! " The six-horned tribal king's tone was calm, cold, and unhurried. He spoke in the same tone, and not much emotional fluctuations could be detected from his body.
"I'm just asking you a few questions. Nothing special," Han Shuo pondered for a moment before he asked, "What energy do you cultivate?"
"We don't belong to any of the twelve major energies. Our bodies are innately special. We are highly sensitive to the soul, and our bodies are sufficiently strong. We don't need to deliberately cultivate. Instead, we evolve through some special energy. Following the evolution of our bodies, we will grow a different number of sharp horns on our heads. A perfect evolution will give us an extra horn, and our strength and soul power will also become stronger. " The six-horned tribal king remained silent for a moment, as though considering whether he should answer Han Shuo's questions. After a while, as though he had made up his mind, he answered Han Shuo's question.
Upon hearing his words, Han Shuo was suddenly enlightened. He exclaimed softly, "So that's how it is. Then, the Origin Crystals we took back in Tarrag Canyon, are they the energy you need to evolve?"
"You're stealing!" The six-horned tribal king emphasized. The gaze he shot at Han Shuo was tinged with a bit more human-like anger. He then answered, "Yes, that energy is exactly what we can absorb. I've searched for many years before I finally found it. At that time, I was going to use that energy to evolve another member of my tribe to six horns, but you foiled my plans."
Han Shuo was astonished. He didn't expect that the Soul Race only used energy to evolve. Seeing the tribal king reveal a rare expression of resentment after recounting the events of the past, Han Shuo found it rather amusing. He said, "Isn't it just a few Origin Crystals? It's not like they're some special treasures of your clan. Is it really necessary for you to keep thinking about them for so many years?"
"We've searched for them for many years before we managed to collect them. But they were stolen by you at the critical moment. You're too evil!" The six-horned tribal king stared coldly at Han Shuo. He didn't seem to understand the situation he was in, but he still straightforwardly expressed his killing intent.
Hearing the tribal king constantly thinking about those Origin Crystals and constantly accusing Han Shuo of stealing his stuff, Han Shuo felt somewhat embarrassed. Now that he thought about it carefully, the incident back then was indeed due to their greed. They took advantage of the fact that the six-horned tribal king was busy setting up something and stole his stuff. They forcibly interrupted the evolution path of the six-horned tribal king's subordinates. No matter how he looked at it, Han Shuo and the others were in the wrong. It wasn't wrong for the six-horned tribal king to call them thieves.
However, Han Shuo was still very displeased when he heard the term 'thieves'. He immediately let out a cold snort and said, "Don't call me thieves every time you open your mouth. It's just a few lousy crystals. Is it worth it for you to keep thinking about them for so many years?"
"Give them back to me and I won't call you that anymore!" The six-horned tribal king was rather amusing. He wasn't afraid of death. He just insisted on taking back what belonged to him.
Han Shuo stared blankly for a moment. Then, an idea struck him. He silently checked the items inside the space ring. The space ring lit up and a few crystals of various colors appeared in his hand. Among them was an Origin Crystal of Water and a divine crystal of fire. These crystals were picked up by Han Shuo from Tanai on that mountain in the Abyss. None of them were of use to him.
"Here, see if there's anything you need. I'll give it back to you." Han Shuo spread his hand and revealed the few crystals to the six-horned tribal king.
The six-horned tribal king shot an expressionless glance at the crystals. But after a single glance, he couldn't look away anymore. His merciless and cruel eyes shone with an unusual radiance for the first time. Han Shuo saw it clearly. He knew that this radiance was excitement and agitation!
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