Polo cultivated in the edict of destruction and was a late-stage highgod. He was a well-known figure among the godhunters in the Fringe. Even in the Godhunter Alliance, his prestige was higher than that of Han Hao's.
Given his status and strength, it was only natural that he would not submit to someone else, especially when he did not know whether or not Han Hao had the ability to take him down.
After Han Hao killed that late-stage highgod of Salas, his overall strength had reached a whole new level. Not only did Salas fail to kill him, Han Hao was even more motivated to devour experts to strengthen himself. After recuperating for a period of time, Han Hao was confident that he could defeat Polo.
Han Hao had never been a long-winded person and he knew very well the rules of godhunters. He knew that if he wished to convince Polo, he must utterly crush him in terms of strength. He must let Polo know that his days of tyrannizing the godhunters in the Fringe were over.
Han Shuo unfolded his bone spear. The aura of death and killing intent that soared to the sky fused together. An invisible ripple rapidly spread out from Han Shuo. Polo's face jolted and his face turned gloomy.
It had been two years since they last met. Polo could sense that the current Han Hao was different from before. Both his aura and his eyes had become fiercer and sharper. His entire being resembled a sword of ice that glittered with cold light. He carried an overbearing and arrogant air.
Not a single one of Polo's followers dared to act rashly without receiving orders from Han Hao. Around them, Han Hao's followers were looking at them with cold eyes. They were also waiting for Han Hao's order to attack.
As soon as the aura of death and killing intent condensed, circles of ripples emerged from the tip of the bone spear. Each ripple was a boundary of death that rapidly took shape around Polo. Before Polo could react, Han Hao had gathered all the divine energy in his body into a single point and with a flick of his jade-white arm, the bone spear was thrust at Polo.
With a single thought, the other seven bone spurs on his back whizzed out of his body. They formed a beautiful arc and shot toward Polo from seven different directions like seven meteors.
The boundaries formed by Han Hao would not hinder the bone spears in the slightest. Instead, they would increase the power of the bone spears. Polo was caught off guard and had no choice but to defend himself.
All of a sudden, a blinding light erupted around Polo. All of a sudden, all of the boundaries Han Hao had set up vanished. The bone spurs froze a few meters in front of Polo like an invisible cage, trapping him from afar.
The godhunters in the vicinity knew that Han Hao and Polo had exchanged blows with each other in the intense light. But they did not know the outcome of the battle. They were all cautiously observing the two, keeping their guard up against the enemy's men, ready to strike at a moment's notice.
Polo's followers were nervous because the number of godhunters Han Hao had brought with him was much greater than theirs. Moreover, they had heard of the ferocious nature of these godhunters. They knew that if Polo and Han Hao had a falling out, they would suffer the same fate as those who had been devoured by them. The divine energy in their bodies would be used to further enhance the godhunters.
Han Hao wore a calm countenance. His eyes stared at Polo and he said, "Polo, the power structure in the Fringe will be broken. Even if I don't kill you today, someone else will! "
Polo wore a complicated expression. He looked deeply at Han Hao and hesitated for a moment before he asked, "That Brian who destroyed Empyrean Peak and escaped from Salas alive, who is he to you?"
Han Hao stared blankly for a moment. He hesitated for a moment before he waved his hand and created another barrier between the two. Then, he answered, "He is my father!"
Polo was greatly astonished. He finally made up his mind. He forced a smile and nodded, "Alright, I agree to your proposal!"
Han Hao nodded and removed the barrier. In front of everyone, he declared, "From today onwards, you and your men are under my control!"
"Put away your weapons!" Polo looked like he was about to cry as he ordered Kodiak's men.
Polo did not have to say much to convince them that he had compromised. From today onwards, Han Hao and his godhunters would become a force that no one in the Fringe would dare to belittle.
… …
Pandemonium.
The Five Elite Zombies, Romont, Rose, Zovic, and the others had gathered. The news that Han Shuo had wreaked havoc on Empyrean Peak and killed many of Salas' followers had spread across the Fringe. Luolong and Little Skull Han Hao had sent messengers to inform them of the news, warning them to be careful.
During this period of time, Romont, Zovic, Goron, and the others had swept through a dozen or so forces of various sizes with the Pandemonium as the epicenter. Most of those forces were either killed or surrendered. They posed no threat to the Pandemonium.
Just as they were about to go all out, the news that Han Shuo had barged into Empyrean Peak all by himself reached them. Romont and Rose immediately gave up on their campaign against the Fringe and summoned everyone back to the Pandemonium. They decided to hold back for the time being.
Romont, Rose, Zovic, Goron, and Romont all wore solemn expressions. They did not know how they should deal with the current situation. Salas was a Sovereign that everyone feared in the Fringe. Now that Han Shuo was missing, they did not know if the Pandemonium could survive until Han Shuo returned.
"Salas' followers have been searching for Master's whereabouts. Many of Salas' spies have appeared in the vicinity of our Pandemonium. We have just swept through all the forces in the Fringe. I don't think the existence of the Pandemonium can be kept a secret for long," said Zovic in annoyance.
"Of course not. Given Salas' influence in the Fringe, it won't be long before he brings his men here. Sigh, should we disperse for now and regroup when we get news of Master? "Goron sighed helplessly.
"We will not leave. It was not easy to set up the Pandemonium. We will not allow it to be destroyed!" Metal Elite Zombie of the Five Elite Zombies said resolutely, "Besides, all of you have underestimated the Pandemonium. Father and I have spent so much effort to set up the Pandemonium. It is not something you can imagine! Hmph, even if Salas himself comes, he will have to pay a hefty price to breach the Pandemonium! "
The Five Elite Zombies and Han Shuo had spent too much time and effort on the Pandemonium. As direct participants in the project, they knew very well how terrifying the forces hidden in the Pandemonium were. They were not even afraid of Salas, one of the Five Sovereigns of the Fringe.
"I believe in Master's power. Salas' Empyrean Peak has been destroyed and so many of his followers have been killed by Master. I reckon he won't be able to gather much strength anymore," said Romont, ever since he was transformed by Han Shuo using demonic arts. He worshipped Han Shuo from the bottom of his heart.
"Given Salas' influence in the Fringe, we won't be able to escape even if we leave the Pandemonium. We might as well stay and gamble. I believe that once Master recovers, he will immediately rush back to the Pandemonium. We just need to hold on until Master returns, "suggested Zovic.
"Let's not leave the Pandemonium. We will stay in Tanai for the time being," said Rose who had been silent all this while.
The Five Elite Zombies, Romont, Zovic, and the others knew that Han Shuo trusted Rose very much. They were all on friendly terms with Rose. Therefore, after hearing Rose's words, they stopped talking. It seemed that they had decided to follow Rose's suggestion.
… …
In the underground palace, Luolong once again reported to Ossora, "My Lord, we have received news that Salas has learned of the existence and location of the Pandemonium. Salas has begun gathering his forces and is planning to march towards the Pandemonium."
Ossora was rather hesitant. After thinking for a moment, he asked Luolong, "Is there any news that confirms that Brian is in Tanai?"
Luolong shook his head and replied, "No. Ever since he mysteriously disappeared from the Empyrean Peak, there has been no news of him at all. Salas and the subordinates of the other Sovereigns have combed the entire Fringe but they have not found a single trace of him! "
"That fella is really something!" Ossora nodded in admiration. After pondering for a moment, Ossora said, "You don't have to worry about the Pandemonium. I will personally go and see what's going on there."
Luolong was shocked. He did not expect that Ossora would personally go to the Pandemonium. After hesitating for a moment, Luolong asked, "My Lord, wouldn't you be making a mountain out of a molehill by going to the Pandemonium?"
Ossora shook his head smilingly and said, "That fella, Brian, is worth a gamble. I will go to the Pandemonium and see if his subordinates are worth my help."
Luolong was even more curious but he did not ask any more questions. He respectfully retreated.
… …
On the peak of a tall mountain northwest of the Pandemonium, Salas' subordinates were gathering.
Those on the Empyrean Peak were only a portion of Salas's subordinates. The rest of his subordinates were scattered across the Fringe. Although Salas had suffered a heavy blow, his forces were not completely wiped out. As one of the Sovereigns of the Fringe, he was able to gather quite a number of his subordinates very quickly.
In just a few days, the mountain had gathered five to six hundred gods. These fierce gods who came from every corner of the Fringe had heard about the tragedy that happened on the Empyrean Peak. As Salas's subordinates, they had grown accustomed to riding roughshod over the Fringe. Now that the Empyrean Peak had been destroyed, it was not hard to imagine how angry and resentful they were.
During this period of time, the Fringe had been talking about the Empyrean Peak. They could see from the gazes of others that they were rejoicing in their misfortune. Those who used to avoid them were no longer afraid of them. This made them realize how much Salas's downfall had affected them.
Even if it wasn't for Salas's sake, they would destroy the Pandemonium and kill Han Shuo. They knew that this was the only way they could preserve their privileges in the Fringe.
The Fringe was such a realistic place. One side's prosperity meant the other side's decline. Although Salas did not lose, the destruction of the Empyrean Peak and the survival of Han Shuo made the Fringe feel that Salas was not as powerful as they had imagined.
Half a month later, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky. Salas finally appeared on the mountain peak.
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