In the garden, Xiaoyao frowned as he scrutinized the black-robed man before him, and asked sharply, "Who are you?"
The man was dressed in a long black robe, his long black hair danced in the wind, and a dark aura emanated from him. Just by standing there, he seemed to exude immense pressure.
The man did not answer, but slowly walked towards Xiaoyao, his gaze falling on him with endless pressure, "Where is that special being in this imperial city?"
With just a glance, endless yin energy descended upon Xiaoyao, pressing down on him so hard he could barely breathe.
Xiaoyao's gaze darkened, and he quickly put his hands together and began chanting Buddhist scriptures. Buddhist light emanated from his body, blocking the oppressive yin energy, which made him feel a little more comfortable.
Xiaoyao frowned, secretly sensing something was wrong.
A special existence?
Could it be referring to the young master?
If there were any treasures in the imperial city that could attract such a powerful individual, Wang Jian could only think of one person: the little fellow.
Seeing that Xiaoyao did not intend to answer, Hades' eyes turned cold. "I'm asking you a question!"
Endless Yin energy spread out with the shout, surging like a tide, instantly shattering the Buddhist light surrounding Xiaoyao and sending him flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
Xiaoyao got up, a trickle of blood spilling from his mouth.
He frowned, his gaze warily scrutinizing the man.
So strong!
Just by observing his aura, one could sense that this guy was different from all the evil spirits he had encountered before; he was an absolutely powerful being with unfathomable strength.
Even so, Xiaoyao did not hesitate. He grabbed the prayer beads and threw them into the air. Then he put his hands together and chanted Buddhist scriptures. Endless Buddhist light surged toward the prayer beads.
The prayer beads danced and swirled in the air, then swept towards the man with a radiant light, and suddenly hurled at him.
The man ignored the Buddhist prayer beads, which exuded a Buddhist aura, and didn't even glance at them.
Logically speaking, such a Buddhist artifact should have given him a natural restraint, but he seemed completely unconcerned, as if no matter how the prayer beads struggled, they could not harm him in the slightest.
Just as the prayer beads approached him, a wave of yin energy swept out, instantly dispelling the Buddhist intent on the beads. Then, a violent force surged forth, causing the beads to fly to the ground.
Throughout the entire process, the man remained calm, as if everything was going according to plan and had no effect on him.
Upon seeing this, Xiaoyao was shocked. "How could the prayer beads be deflected simply by the protection of the Yin energy around him?!"
In other words, the man's strength was so overwhelming that even if he stood still and let him hit him, he might not be able to hurt his opponent in the slightest.
Xiaoyao stared at the man with shock in his eyes, "With such terrifying strength, who exactly are you?"
The man looked up at him, a powerful aura surging around him. "I am the King of the Underworld. If you want to live, tell me what that opportunity is?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the boundless aura around Hades surged out, instantly sending Xiaoyao flying again, crashing heavily into the wall, and spitting out another mouthful of blood.
He sat up, looking at Hades with a strange expression. "What kind of opportunity?"
He couldn't understand what kind of extraordinary opportunity had attracted the attention of the King of the Underworld, prompting him to personally come to the mortal realm.
Hades' gaze fell on him. "Your country's old general, who was clearly very weak and powerless, suddenly regained his formidable strength. Even the Soul Reaper was no match for him."
"How exactly did they manage to do that?"
Upon hearing this, Xiaoyao frowned. "A general who has regained his strength?"
He was thinking when his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had just realized something.
It was Wang Jian.
He remembered the little guy saying that there is no new without destruction, and he was worried that Ying Zheng was in danger. But later, according to the celestial phenomena, Ying Zheng turned danger into safety and was protected by a very strong person.
Now he guessed that all of this must have been done by the little guy, and that the reason Hades was here was probably because of the little guy.
After all, if Wang Jian really regained his power, it would be a miracle.
Such a miracle would be an irresistible temptation for any powerful individual.
Seeing the complicated expression on Xiaoyao's face, Hades' eyes flickered slightly. "So you really do know about that opportunity. Tell me, what is it?"
Upon hearing this, Xiaoyao snorted coldly, "King of the Underworld? You think you're some old king of the Underworld and that makes you afraid of me?"
Seeing this, Hades looked at him with slight surprise, "Oh?"
Xiaoyao should have witnessed his strength just now. It's no exaggeration to say that their strengths are worlds apart, an insurmountable difference.
In his eyes, Xiaoyao was nothing more than an ant.
But now he dares to spout nonsense in front of him, saying he's not afraid, which really surprised Hades.
Xiaoyao pulled out a box. "I possess the most powerful magical artifact in the world. Whether you are the King of the Underworld or the God of the Underworld, as long as you are related to the demonic path, you must kneel down!"
Upon hearing this, Hades examined the wooden box with great curiosity. "Such a magical artifact exists in the world? I must see it!"
As the king of the underworld, he had naturally seen countless magical artifacts.
But none of those things worked for him.
If his strength is strong enough, no magical artifact can harm him, and he can even destroy them.
But now that Xiaoyao has made such a boast, he is naturally curious and wants to see what it is.
Without hesitation, Xiaoyao grabbed the wooden box and threw it at Hades.
As soon as the wooden box approached Hades, endless Yin energy swept out, instantly shattering the box and preventing it from getting close to him.
A candied hawthorn skewer landed in front of him. Examining the skewer, Hades frowned. "This is the magical artifact you were talking about?"
He already found it strange that he hadn't sensed any aura from the box, and now that he could see the candied hawthorns inside, he was even more puzzled.
Immediately, a hint of anger appeared on his face, endless yin energy surged around him, and his gaze was cold as he stared at Xiaoyao, "Are you trying to fool me?"
Seeing this scene, he felt that Xiaoyao was making a death throes, knowing he was doomed, and therefore choosing to fool him.
If that's the case, he'll make Xiaoyao regret his choice, since he'll die in even more agony.
Upon hearing this, Xiaoyao snorted coldly, then looked up to the sky and shouted, "It's terrible, young master! The candied hawthorns I prepared for you have been ruined!"
The sound was very loud and echoed in all directions.
Seeing this, Hades became even more puzzled, looking at Xiaoyao with a puzzled expression and muttering, "Are you crazy?"
He wondered if Xiaoyao had been scared out of his wits, which was why he did something so baffling.
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a small figure swiftly flew over, boundless Dao energy surging around him. "What's wrong with candied hawthorns?"
The voice sounded somewhat panicked.
Sensing that extraordinary Dao essence, Hades's expression changed slightly. "What's going on?"
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