Chapter 280

The Earth Xiong Huang nodded heavily, but before he could say more,

Su Han regarded him with a thoughtful smile.

"Then may I ask, could that Dream Demon Clan's sovereign accomplish this?"

As his words fell, Su Han snapped his fingers.

The wounded Old Luo Shehuang and the Black Armored Dragon King both roared, then utterly ignored Su Han, who stood mere steps away, and launched themselves at each other in deadly combat.

Every strike was lethal.

"I'll kill you! Renzuda Grandmaster!"

"I haven't tasted the superior flesh of a Renzuda Grandmaster in ages! Regret it! Regret why you dared oppose our beast lineage!"

"Your skull shall become my prized collection."

The Black Armored Dragon King roared and sank his jaws into the Old Luo Shehuang's vital spot, tearing violently as gouts of blood sprayed forth.

"Avenge our young sovereign! This is only the beginning—I'll kill you! You dared destroy our clan's hope? Then I'll destroy humanity!"

The Old Luo Shehuang let out a despairing, wailing cry and bit down hard on the Black Armored Dragon King's eyeball.

Instantly, the Black Armored Dragon King's left eyeball exploded, blood spewing wildly as the Old Luo Shehuang injected torrents of poison directly into his brain through the eye socket.

Earth Xiong Huang: "......"

What the fuck is this? After realizing what was happening, the Earth Xiong Huang nearly pissed himself.

What kind of bullshit is this? Two cultivators at the Zunda level are slaughtering each other, mistaking each other for enemies.

Even if you're both deceived, don't you feel something's wrong? Su Han's body is this tiny—if he truly fought you, he wouldn't be able to beat you to the point of brains splattering out. Haven't you noticed even a single hint of something amiss? Are you both blind? "How does my illusion technique compare to that Dream Demon Clan's sovereign?"

Su Han chuckled softly, gazing at the Earth Xiong Huang.

He now appeared calm and composed, utterly unlike his earlier… domineering, fierce demeanor that had resembled a god—he now looked like a refined teacher.

Or like a languid noble.

Earth Xiong Huang: "......"

If the Dream Demon Clan's sovereign could wield illusions this powerful,

he'd have crushed every sovereign-level opponent long ago.

The Earth Xiong Huang's eyes bulged with rage as he growled low.

"The Old Luo Shehuang betrayed me! The Old Luo Shehuang betrayed me!"

Without hesitation, he severed his own power transmission, attempting to flee back to the Abyssal Realm.

What's the point of fighting? The fuck? One illusion from him, and my side is beating each other's brains out.

The Earth Xiong Huang understood clearly.

The main reason was that Su Han hadn't cast an illusion on him yet—if he had, his own foolishness would be no better than the two idiots beside him.

At this point, what's the point of fighting? Just run for your life.

"Run? Where to?"

One moment, Su Han's face wore a gentle, scholarly smile.

The next, it turned icy cold.

In his hand, the Zhanpo Dao slashed down instantly, severing part of the Earth Xiong Huang's spiritual soul.

Only a muffled groan remained.

The Earth Xiong Huang's figure dissolved.

What remained on the ground was merely a lifeless human.

Clearly, he was... the Spirit Channeler of the Abyss Team.

"Dead? This wound is... spiritual annihilation?"

Su Han slightly narrowed his eyes, scanning with Kenbunshoku Haki, then his expression turned thoughtful.

He roughly understood what had happened.

"First... this guy has not a single trace of ability within him.

The last Spirit Channeler I encountered had none either."

"In other words, these... Spirit Channelers, when not channeling, are essentially just ordinary humans. So that's how it is."

"...... Channeling must have level restrictions.

The entity summoned cannot be much stronger than the channeler himself—otherwise, not only could he not control the power, but his body would instantly explode from the strain."

His mid-level Kenbunshoku Haki gleaned much from the corpse of the Abyss Reincarnator.

After grasping the fundamental principles of Spirit Channeling, Su Han sneered.

He'd thought Spirit Channeling was a formidable ability.

Now it seemed calling it "useless" was being generous.

Spirit Channeling requires gradual leveling up to bear stronger entities.

Better to spend that time cultivating your own power.

Why force yourself to carry someone else's strength, becoming merely a vessel?

Do you have a masochistic streak? Su Han's eyelid twitched twice.

After a long while, he rubbed his brow and sighed deeply, voice tinged with resignation.

"Truly a great disappointment..."

Yet in the next instant, Su Han turned his gaze to the two beasts beside him, still fighting until their brains were about to spill out.

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