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"Explode!" Tian Hao clenched his teeth, and a wing behind him suddenly shattered, transforming into pure energy that poured into his body. Tian Hao activated the Winged Clan's Inherent Skill, summoning both the power of wind and lightning. He placed countless layers of defenses around his body in an attempt to stop Yu Han's redemption of the God of Death's attack.

The power of wind and thunder outside Tian Hao's body seemed to have no end. It continuously gathered and shot out layers of light barriers, blocking Yu Han's killing intent.

"AHH!" Tian Hao screamed in shock as blood dripped from between his eyebrows. Yu Han then used the Soul Absorbing Blade and pierced through the last layer of Tian Hao's defense, right through his forehead and straight into the soul whirlpool!

BOOM! Accompanied by a loud bang, Tian Hao's entire head exploded into pieces, dying in the same way as Tian or the others! The redemption of the God of Death surged in front of Tian Hao, and the soundless energy wave engulfed Tian Hao's body, and completely dissipated in the air!

Yu Han turned around and laughed at Tian Feng, his crazy laughter reverberating in the sky. At this moment, his arrogance and confidence had become the basis of his laughter.

"Clan Master Yu Han, Tian Hao is dead. Your relationship with my Heaven Shaking Palace should be considered to be finished," Tian Feng said to Yu Han with a gloomy face.

"Do you think it's that easy? The grudge between me and your Heaven Shaking Palace will be wiped clean if Tian Hao dies? This was the funniest joke in the world. In the future, if Heaven Shaking Palace and I have an argument, if I die in battle, would your Heaven Shaking Palace let go of my disciple? Why didn't you let go of the thousands and thousands of citizens of Warring Nations that day? They are innocent. Zhan Hong died, what did you do? That's ridiculous! " Yu Han said loudly, without concealing the mockery in his voice at all towards the Four Great Clans.

"Hmph, Sect Leader Yu Han, I'm afraid it's not your turn to interfere in the matters of my four great clans," Tian Chen lost his demeanor as a Sect Leader and screamed.

"The Warring Nations Clan Leader taught me the Nine Styles of War God, and taught me the Warring Nations Great Formation. You said that the matter of the Warring Nations is not related to me? Sect Leader Tian Chen, what does the matter between me and the Heaven Shaking Palace have to do with your Kun Earth Sect? Did you think that the Kundi Sect could extend its foot beyond the Western Desert? My Ghost sect's first one to refuse! " Yu Han bellowed, and struck at Tian Chen's vitals.

"The overseer? The Sect Leader of Tian Chen Sect had such a grand demeanor, such boldness! Do you still have power like Yunzhou in your eyes? The ancient clans should really be recuperating properly, they must have forgotten something during their peaceful days. " The Li family's Grand Elder opened his mouth, but his eyes did not open. The words he said did not dare to be refuted!

"Shangguan Wudao, come out and die!" Yu Han shouted once again, shocking a large portion of the people present. Those people all became Yu Han's enthusiasts, and when they saw Yu Han shouting for battle more than once, they all boiled over with excitement and shouted Yu Han's name.

"Hmph, Yu Han, you're too conceited, killing a piece of trash from the True Heaven Palace only dares to shout at me, I want to tear your body apart, drink your blood, and sacrifice your life soul to death," Shangguan Wudao flew out from the seven-color tower. His black robe whistled in the wind, and his eyes flickered with a ghostly fire like light.

"Brother Feng Tian, this time, I have the upper hand, I will give you Shangguan Wudao's head, what do you think?" Yu Han laughed out loud, his body flying in the air as he smiled faintly towards Zhuge Fengtian. Unknowingly, he had already established a strange relationship with Zhuge Fengtian.

"You can just cripple him. This kind of trash is not worth fighting with. If he is ruined, then he is ruined. A descendant who has cultivated a forbidden technique cannot be saved," Zhuge Fengtian said in a bone-chilling voice without even raising his head.

"Hmph, the two of you will eventually be killed by me and become my stepping stones. Now it's just futile resistance, the Yu Han Death God has summoned you, haha!" Shangguan Wudao displayed a very overbearing magic the moment he made his move.

Giant devil-like existences appeared one after another beside Yu Han, followed by the collapse of familiar figures by his side. Everything was so realistic, first it was Primordial Sacrifice, then it was Gu Miexing, Old Black … That series of people who knew about Yu Han kept falling.

In an instant, he was so close to death that everyone was dying. He even saw his own body turning into a pile of bones, flesh and blood disappearing. His life force was continuously flowing away, turning him into a desiccated corpse.

Yu Han raised his palm and he saw that his own palm seemed to have instantly sucked all the blood and energy out of his palm, turning it into a pile of bones.

In the eyes of the outside world, Yu Han seemed to have sunk into an endless amount of memories. He was quietly pondering, as if he was immersed in some sort of process.

"Humph, he dares to use such an insignificant skill!" roared, causing the surrounding space to shatter, everything disappeared without a trace, Yu Han stepped on the ground, causing the entire space to tremble, after shaking for a bit, everything returned to normal.

"The call of death to me? Hmph, try the true inheritance of the god of death, the redemption of the god of death! " Yu Han imbued slaughter energy into the attack, his body tensed up, and once again used the attack from the black clothed man. An illusionary image appeared behind Yu Han, it had no facial features, only the outline of his body.

Just the outline was enough to cause heaven and earth to become unsteady. The illusory figure slightly moved his hands, drawing the arc of death, and everything moved towards death. The voice of redemption sounded once again, as if it was a true redemption, whispering in the ear, wanting to rescue and step into death!

"Yu Han, a move like yours is useless against me. I have seen the portrait of the God of Death before, the Voice of Death is but a very small tonic for me. The complicated handprint condensed between Shangguan Wudao's hands and he muttered an incantation.

"God of death, master of all. I offer my soul in exchange for your favor. I use the name of the great god of death to behead this person and make him your sacrifice!" Shangguan Wudao floated back and forth, wanting to borrow Yu Han's redemption power to amplify his own moves.

Yu Han laughed sinisterly, this was too whimsical, and he thought to himself, "Kill!" The redemption of the God of Death had erupted with a power that was completely different from Shangguan Wudao's. The aura of slaughter erupted forth from within, sweeping across the sky and striking Shangguan Wudao's body out.

Yu Han felt a force pulling at his soul, as well as the energy that could penetrate the world's barrier, corroding his body, causing the vitality in his body to continuously run away. First, his legs, which were filled with blood Qi, staggered.

"Sacrificial Arts!" Yu Han scoffed, this force was so terrifying that it ignored all defenses, and directly penetrated into his body. This power came from a power that came from beyond the boundaries of heaven and earth in all six directions, Yu Han knew that it would be difficult to resolve it with his own power, so he wanted to sacrifice this power.

He stretched out his right hand and a scepter appeared in his hand. An altar appeared in the middle of the four totem pole s and Chi You's transparent body flew onto it.

It even had a trace of the will of the Beast God, so it was infused into Yu Han's body. The fierce power rushed in and completely devoured the energy that was continuously being devoured in Yu Han's body, disappearing without form, as if it was appreciative of the power.

"So it's the communication of a beast god. This method was very popular in the Ancient Desolation. Now that it has reappeared, I don't know if it will repeat itself. I'm really looking forward to it." The man in black opened his eyes. He seemed to have felt something as he mumbled to himself.

"The power of death! Haha, it's very difficult for gods to cross paths with each other. But now that I've obtained the power of death, it's a great opportunity for me to comprehend the Great Dao!" The Beast God that penetrated the myriad worlds seemed to have obtained endless benefits.

The Beast God's Qi descended, and energy poured into Yu Han's body. His right hand formed a hand seal, and a roaring Huang Beast flew out, pouncing towards Shangguan Wudao! Following that, Yu Han's body abruptly moved forward, his fist striking towards Shangguan Wudao. His body moved swiftly, and unknowingly, a pair of wings appeared on his back.

With his speed boosted, Yu Han's body became as fast as a flowing light, and his fists continued to expand. After going through an extraordinary tribulation, Yu Han's body became unparalleled, the power of his fists became even more violent, the aura of slaughter wrapping around it, and with a violent rumbling sound, he smashed towards Shangguan Wudao's face.

Shangguan Wudao was shocked, he did not expect that Yu Han could drive out the Call of Death in such a short period of time, and even counterattack. He was already exhausted from the redemption of the God of Death, and now there was another Huang Beast as well as Yu Han's punch that suppressed the heaven and earth.

"Humph!" Yu Han was not afraid of this at all, he continued to punch continuously, bringing with it an unparalleled might and dispersing a large part of the death fog, dissipating Shangguan Wudao's technique. The Huang Beast had a layer of light barrier around its body, constantly attacking it in the midst of death, as if it was not affected at all.

Shangguan Wudao's body kept retreating. The Death Wither was redemption on Yu Han and in an instant, it devoured it, becoming a part of the withering of the dead. The withering of the dead carried with it the sighs of the Death God, the sound of redemption.