"Which human? Where is he?" Fallen Slaughter looked around, but he did not see a human nearby.
"Over there," Qing Ya said, pointing.
Fallen Slaughter looked in the direction Qing Ya was pointing. There was a big valley there, but there was no one there.
"Where is he?"
Fallen Slaughter frowned, but he didn't get mad at Qing Ya. He couldn't treat a human with the ability to teleport like a lowly creature, even for him.
"I can feel his presence. He should be here soon," Qing Ya said, looking in the direction of the valley.
Fallen Slaughter did not say anything, and he continued to look in the direction of the valley. Not long after, he felt the presence of a creature. Then, he saw a human come out of the valley.
"That is Han Sen." Qing Ya pointed at Han Sen, who was rushing out of the valley.
"Okay."
Fallen Slaughter's eyes hardened, and he summoned a scary fire. The demonic fire gathered around his fist, and it turned into a destructive fire. He threw it at Han Sen, who was coming out of the valley.
The black smoke rolled like a giant demon dragon. It sealed off the entrance of the valley. Fallen Slaughter wanted to kill Han Sen to avoid further trouble.
She was just a human, so Fallen Slaughter didn't think much of her. Not many creatures or spirits were a match for him, let alone humans.
As a top-class dark creature, Fallen Slaughter was at the top of the food chain.
If that punch landed, even a super creature would be crippled.
Han Sen had just exited the valley when he saw the demonic air coming towards him. It was like a demon from hell. He thought to himself, "I don't know what kind of creature is up ahead. This is going to be a big problem."
But Han Sen did not have time to think. He deactivated his Super King Spirit mode. It was useless, anyway, and he was just letting people see it.
Although Lin Feng's experiments had not been able to save Han Sen, they had taught him one thing. Power still worked on him, but it could not change the direction he was going to go.
So, the moment the demonic air came, Han Sen flapped his wings and threw a punch at the demonic air.
However, his punch was not meant to fight against the Devil Qi. Instead, he used the Yin Yang Blast technique and borrowed the powerful force of the Devil Qi to bounce into the air and avoid the billowing Devil Qi.
Han Sen stepped on the demonic air, and it went under him. It hit the creatures that were chasing Han Sen.
Boom!
There was a loud explosion, and the mountains on both sides of the valley were flattened.
Fallen Slaughter couldn't help but fly back a few hundred meters in the air. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was filled with shock. He couldn't think of anyone who had such terrifying power to make him spit out blood in a head-on collision.
He looked at the valley, and his face changed. He saw a horde of creatures coming out of the valley. They were like ghosts, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. They all had a scary aura.
None of those horrifying creatures were a match for Fallen Slaughter. Fallen Slaughter didn't care about them, but there were too many of them.
Fallen Slaughter thought he could take on two or three of them, but if there were five of them, he would be surprised. If there were ten of them, he would have no chance of winning. There were at least a few dozen of them, and Fallen Slaughter was scared.
The creatures blocked Fallen Slaughter's attack, and that made them even angrier. They thought Fallen Slaughter was Han Sen's helper, and they threw all sorts of scary powers and geno cores at him.
Han Sen was already in front of Fallen Slaughter. Without saying a word, he swung his Split-Blade.
Fallen Slaughter thought the creatures behind him were Han Sen's helpers. He was shocked, and he did not dare fight Han Sen. His strong body dodged Han Sen's Split-Blade and tried to run.
But he was much slower than Han Sen. After all, he was a strength-type creature. He dodged Han Sen's attacks and tried to run. Not long after, Han Sen overtook him.
The attacks of the creatures behind him landed on Fallen Slaughter's body.
Fallen Slaughter roared. His body was covered in a demonic aura. His black metal body was like an ancient demon, and he exploded with power.
Boom!
The two scary powers collided, and Fallen Slaughter's body was sent flying away. The creatures that were charging towards him stopped, and some of the weaker ones coughed up blood from the impact.
The fact that Fallen Slaughter was able to fight against so many terrifying creatures by himself was already very impressive.
After all, there were top-class creatures like the Black Horn Dragon. Fallen Slaughter was able to fight against a hundred of them, and he had not been killed. His power was unimaginable.
While Han Sen was still running, he saw Fallen Slaughter's body fall towards him. His body was riddled with cracks, and he was bleeding profusely. He looked as if he had been severely injured.
Han Sen thought he'd be an idiot if he didn't take advantage of the situation. He swung his knife at Fallen Slaughter, and it hit him squarely in the back.
Split-Blade was very destructive, and it was one of the best God geno cores. But when it struck Fallen Slaughter's back, it only managed to cut three inches deep. Then, it couldn't go any further.
Fallen Slaughter was sent flying by Han Sen's attack. Han Sen felt depressed. He hadn't killed Fallen Slaughter with that strike. If he had, he might have been able to get a beast soul.
But when Fallen Slaughter was sent flying, he was flying towards those scary creatures.
The terrifying creatures had already clashed with Fallen Slaughter twice. They were enraged. They didn't hesitate to bombard him again.
Boom!
Fallen Slaughter tried his best to block, but this time, he was hit even harder than last time. His body almost cracked open, and he was sent flying like a meteor.
Han Sen was still depressed, but when he saw Fallen Slaughter fly towards him again, he was overjoyed. He swung his Split-Blade again, using all his strength.
Katcha!
But Fallen Slaughter didn't know what was going on. He was sent flying like a ball, and then Han Sen cut his head off.