The same thing happened again. Salas, who had been hesitating whether he should make a move or not, watched as Han Shuo vanished into thin air just like Little Skull Han Hao. Salas was burning with rage.
In order to deal with Han Shuo, Salas had absorbed the soul energies of his believers from several material planes. This was the method of killing the goose that laid the golden eggs to increase his strength by leaps and bounds. Now that Han Shuo had escaped at the most crucial moment, his believers could be said to have died a hundred times over.
Although Salas was displeased when Han Hao escaped from his grasp, he wasn't as frustrated as he was now. After all, Han Hao's strength was limited. Even if Han Hao escaped, he wouldn't be a threat to Salas. But Han Shuo was different. Not only did he massacre the Empyrean Peak, he slaughtered many of Salas' followers and nearly destroyed the entire Empyrean Peak.
Most importantly, Salas felt a strong sense of threat from Han Shuo!
From Salas's point of view, as long as Han Shuo didn't die, he wouldn't be able to capture Han Shuo the next time they met. A person who could turn the entire Fringe upside down must not live for too long!
Looking at the devastated Empyrean Peak, Salas's anger soared to the heavens. Corpses were scattered all over the ground at the foot of the peak. Those were his most trusted followers. Yet, they were caught up in a wave of unprecedented attacks and suffered heavy casualties.
With just this one incident, Salas's strength in the Fringe had plummeted. He was no longer as powerful as the other four Sovereigns.
His eyes glinted fiercely. Salas's face darkened as he thought for a moment. Then, he gathered his followers who were lucky enough to escape and ordered, "Search for this person's whereabouts at all costs! Everything related to him, I want to know everything about him! No matter where he is hiding, find him and report to me! This person must die! "
Salas understood that if Han Shuo didn't die, he would become a great threat to him.
After instructing his subordinates, Salas hesitated for a moment before deciding to discuss this matter with the other Sovereigns. From Salas's point of view, the other Sovereigns wouldn't want a new troublemaker to appear in the Fringe. As long as Han Shuo wasn't a threat to the other Sovereigns, they wouldn't care about him. But when Han Shuo's existence threatened the interests of the Five Sovereigns, the other Sovereigns would surely intervene.
Salas made up his mind and looked around at the miserable state of the Deity Sky Peak. Then, he transformed into a bolt of lightning and disappeared into the distance.
…
In a quagmire thousands of miles away from the God of Heaven Peak, Han Shuo was completely powerless. He was curled up in the depths of the quagmire, which was overgrown with weeds.
The Demonic Tribulation had consumed most of the energy in his body. His Demonic Body had already been injured and his defenses had been broken. With the Demonic Tribulation's attack and the Blood Escape Art, his injuries had worsened. Not only was his body weak, but his spirit was also dispirited.
Han Shuo slowly merged his entire body into the quagmire. With great effort, he shrunk to the bottom of the quagmire, concealed his consciousness, and became one with the quagmire …
New insights emerged in his consciousness. Marvelous runes were imprinted into his mind. Han Shuo knew that he had made a breakthrough in his state of mind.
Although the demonic yuan in his demonic body was incomparably weak, it seemed to have undergone an earth-shattering transformation. The weak strands of demonic yuan were extremely tenacious, igniting his body like a spark. Every time the demonic yuan circulated a full cycle in his body with great difficulty, it would become a little thicker, and his heavily injured demonic body would recover some of its wounds …
Relaxing his mind and forgetting everything, Han Shuo stayed at the bottom of the quagmire. He didn't think about anything else. His consciousness was empty. He was recovering his body in this wonderful state …
…
"Wha, what?" In the underground palace, one of the Sovereigns, Ossora, was astonished.
"My Lord, the Empyrean Peak is being rebuilt. I heard that Salas suffered great losses. He lost five to six hundred of his subordinates. Among them, there are more than a dozen highgods! "Luolong, who stood before Ossora, said in a solemn and respectful manner.
The underground palace was located under a mountain range not far from the Omphalos at the center of the Fringe. It was the personal palace of Ossora who cultivated in the energy of earth. Inside the palace were Ossora's trusted subordinates. Upon receiving the news, Luolong rushed to the underground palace to meet Ossora.
"Is it really Brian's doing?" Ossora couldn't believe it. "The last time I met him, I carefully sensed him but I didn't feel that he had such strength!"
Luolong put on a bitter smile and said, "I can't be wrong. Salas' subordinates are searching for him all over the Fringe. I also heard that Salas has gone to Sovereign Wasis and Sovereign Logue to look for Brian. It seems that Salas doesn't want Brian to live in the Fringe any longer!"
Ossora bunched his brows and pondered for a moment before he instructed Luolong, "Search for Brian's whereabouts as well. Also, keep Brian's subordinates alive. But don't take sides. We will remain neutral and watch from the sidelines."
"Rest assured, my Lord, I know what to do," nodded Luolong and left respectfully.
After Luolong left, Ossora mumbled to himself, "Brian, oh Brian, if you really are that capable, what should I do? Should I help you or kill you? "
… …
The news that the Empyrean Peak was invaded and almost razed to the ground spread across the Fringe in a very short period of time. For a moment, Tanai and the Windlings became the busiest people in the Fringe. The leaders of all the major powers were willing to spend huge sums of money to find out the truth.
However, for some reason, the Windlings, who were usually willing to divulge their mothers' secrets for the sake of crystal coins, immediately shut their mouths when they heard someone asking about the Empyrean Peak. They did not dare to say anything about the Empyrean Peak.
The more they behaved like that, the more curious they became. The wretched state of the Empyrean Peak could be seen even from afar. Some things just couldn't be hidden. The ferocious gods of the Fringe were constantly exchanging information. 'Brian' had become the most discussed name in the Fringe.
… …
In a valley filled with rocks, Polo learned the news from his subordinate, Kodiak. Polo wore a complicated look on his face. He too found it hard to believe. He had learned about the relationship between Han Hao and Han Shuo through various sources. When he learned that Han Shuo dared to invade the Empyrean Peak by himself and that he was able to leave the Empyrean Peak alive after causing such an earth-shattering incident, he began to seriously examine the capabilities of both Han Shuo and Han Hao.
"Who's there?" Kodiak cried out in surprise. He vigilantly looked at the tunnel leading into the valley.
A cold and detached figure slowly appeared. Han Hao scanned the surroundings and finally fixed his eyes on Polo. He did not say a word.
Kodiak was startled when he saw that it was Han Hao. He recalled the news that had recently spread across the Fringe. Kodiak respectfully bowed at Han Hao and gestured for Han Hao to enter the valley. The gazes of Polo's followers when they looked at Han Hao were also filled with respect.
For the past two years, Han Hao and his godhunters had been wreaking havoc all over the Fringe. They had become the fastest-growing faction in the Fringe. After killing Salas' late-stage highgod follower a few months ago, Han Hao had become the most powerful godhunter faction in the Fringe.
Compared to the current Polo, Han Hao and his followers were much more prestigious. As godhunters themselves, it was only natural that Polo's followers would treat Han Hao with respect.
Little Skull Han Hao, who had just escaped from Salas, had been frantically hunting down lone gods in the Fringe. He had absorbed the energy from their bodies to replenish the energy he had used to cast Sanguine Disassembly. After a period of recuperation, not only had Han Hao fully recovered, but his strength had also improved.
Through his followers scattered across the Fringe, Han Hao learned that Han Hao was at the Empyrean Peak. Unlike Han Shuo, who was worried that Han Hao would be killed by Salas, Han Hao was not worried about Han Shuo in the slightest. He did not take the matter to heart.
From what Little Skull Han Hao could tell, if even he could escape from Salas using Sanguine Disassembly, it would be much easier for Han Shuo, whose cultivation in demonic arts was much more profound than his, to escape from Salas's pursuit.
From what his followers had told him, Little Skull Han Hao could vaguely guess what had happened to his father, Han Shuo. He believed that Han Shuo must be in a state of mental stability. Once Han Shuo reappeared, the power structure of the Fringe would be shattered.
Before that happened, Han Hao planned to help Han Shuo clear the path ahead of time. As Polo was a rather powerful godhunter, he became the first person Han Hao paid a visit to.
When Polo saw that it was Han Hao, he was startled. He laughed and said, "Haha, what brings you here?"
Han Hao calmly looked at Polo. He raised the three-meter long bone spear in his hand, pointed it at Polo, and asked, "Polo, have you considered my proposal?"
Polo stared blankly for a moment before he recalled that Han Hao had asked him to submit to him. At that time, Polo said that he would consider it but he did not give an answer. He did not expect that Han Hao would mention it again.
"I haven't thought it through," replied Polo smilingly.
Han Hao fixed his bewitching Purple Demon Eye on Polo. In an eerie and cold voice, he said, "Polo, from today onwards, I will rule over all godhunters in the Fringe. And you will be the first! If you don't submit, I will kill you today! "
Upon finishing those words, Han Hao raised his head and let out a shrill howl.
One after another, shadowy figures flew over and suddenly swarmed into the valley where Polo was. Han Hao's subordinates outnumbered Polo's and they were much more well-coordinated. Their faces were dark and their eyes were filled with bloodlust. As soon as Han Shuo gave the order, they would charge at Han Hao.
It seemed that Han Hao did not intend to give Polo any time or opportunity to consider.
"Han Hao, you want me to submit to you? Do you have the strength to suppress me?" Instead of getting angry, Polo laughed and coldly said, "Be it in the Fringe or the Godhunter Alliance, I, Polo, am more talented than you. What makes you think you can make me submit to you?"
"Two years ago, I couldn't suppress you! But today, if you don't submit to me, you will die! "replied Han Hao calmly. He raised the three-meter long bone spear in his hand. Without wasting any time, he started killing Polo.
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