"Pfft!" Under Wang Han's relentless punches, the Styx Ancestor spat out several mouthfuls of blood, quickly summoning his defensive magic treasure, the innate spiritual treasure, the twelfth-grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, from his body. Instantly, a blood-red lotus flower, like a budding flower, enveloped the Styx Ancestor. A crack appeared on the lotus, clearly caused by Wang Han's powerful punches.
"Thump thump thump..." After the Karmic Fire Red Lotus was summoned out of his body, the Styx Ancestor's defenses clearly increased significantly. Wang Han's fists only produced muffled sounds like drumbeats when they struck the Karmic Fire Red Lotus, and could no longer harm the Styx Ancestor.
Once he was safe, the Styx Ancestor immediately launched a counterattack, sending out his Tai'a sword to stab at Wang Han, while simultaneously controlling the already launched Yuan Tu to stab at Wang Han's back from behind.
"These are good items. I'll keep them for you for a while." However, facing the incoming Tai'a and Yuan Tu swords, Wang Han's mind stirred. After accelerating a hundredfold, his speed increased fivefold again. With a wave of his hand, he easily caught the two swords flying towards him. With a flick of his wrist, the two swords were stored in Wang Han's infinite backpack space.
"Pfft!" The marks on the Tai'a and Yuan Tu swords vanished suddenly after Wang Han took them, as if erased (the infinite inventory space can isolate all marks, making them practically invisible). The Styx Ancestor coughed up another mouthful of blood. The Tai'a and Yuan Tu were weapons he had refined for a long time; not only were they gone, but his own primordial spirit had also been damaged.
"I'll keep this for you for now, just take your beating. Theft cheat." However, before the Styx Ancestor could react, Wang Han's hand was on the Karmic Fire Red Lotus again, theft cheat activated, designated theft.
(Because the Styx Ancestor was encased inside, it couldn't be directly stored in the backpack space, so a theft cheat was used.)
The next moment, the karmic fire lotus that enveloped the Styx Ancestor also turned into a ball of light and was caught in Wang Han's hand. Wang Han then disappeared with a flick of his hand, even the mark disappeared.
"Pfft!" Ancestor Styx spat out another mouthful of blood. The Karmic Fire Red Lotus was a spiritual treasure that he had spent countless years refining with all his might. It was also his companion spiritual treasure, and even more important.
"Let's talk this out! Why..." With his spiritual treasure stolen and his primordial spirit damaged, the Styx Ancestor knew that Wang Han was not some junior with the cultivation of a Taiyi Golden Immortal at all. He was clearly pretending to be weak while actually being strong. He knew that he was no match for Wang Han, so he quickly waved his hand and said.
In his view, Wang Han's ability to overpower him with his bare fists, leaving him no time to even use spells, indicated that Wang Han was a quasi-saint through physical cultivation. He was no match for Wang Han in close combat, especially since Wang Han's spatial magic was too powerful, making it impossible to create distance and escape. Furthermore, Wang Han could easily take away his magical treasures and erase the marks he had painstakingly refined, rendering his magic weapons unusable and preventing him from using any others. He had no advantage whatsoever. The Styx Ancestor immediately decided to back down.
"Bang!" Before the Styx Ancestor could finish speaking, Wang Han punched him away again.
"We'll talk about it later, first give him a beating."
"Pfft!" Without the protective magic weapon, Wang Han's punch caused him to spit out another mouthful of blood. He also heard Wang Han's words, which enraged him so much that he spat out another mouthful of blood. He felt utterly aggrieved.
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“This person… is a bit too strong for Fellow Daoist Styx! If it were me, I would probably have no chance of defeating this guy before I became a saint. When did such a person appear in the prehistoric world? He can be called the number one person below the saint.”
A Daoist temple floated in the chaos. Inside the temple, Hongjun observed Wang Han, who was beating up the Styx Ancestor and venting his anger, through the Creation Jade Disc. He was very surprised.
Facing Wang Han, you can't use magic weapons, and his spatial magic is too fast, leaving you no time to use spells (even at the same level). You also can't create distance, so you can only fight Wang Han hand-to-hand. Fighting a quasi-saint in physical form without using magic weapons is only possible if you are also a quasi-saint in physical form or have considerable mastery of spatial magic; otherwise, you can only take a beating.
Dealing with Wang Han would be a headache even for a saint with merit.
Seeing the Styx Ancestor being beaten so badly by Wang Han that he was about to vomit blood, Hongjun wanted to help, to repay the Styx Ancestor for helping him deal with the Demon Ancestor Rahu, and also wanted to meet this expert he had never seen before. However, the Heavenly Dao told him to stay put and not meddle in other people's business. In the end, he could only use magic to observe Wang Han's every move.
He knew that even the Heavenly Dao was wary of this suddenly appearing person, which was why it forbade him from interfering. Judging from the Heavenly Dao's intention to prevent him from meddling, he figured that if he went to help the Styx River, his chances of death would be even greater. This greatly surprised Hongjun, who had already become a saint. Below the saint level, all were ants, yet this person had a high probability of killing him. At least in the Heavenly Dao's eyes, his chances of victory were even lower. Therefore, it was clear that this mysterious person who had suddenly appeared hadn't yet used his full strength.
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"That feels much better. You're really resilient! What did you want to say just now? You can say it now." Wang Han suddenly reappeared in front of the Styx Ancestor. Under the Styx Ancestor's resigned gaze, Wang Han's fist didn't fall again. Instead, he let out a long sigh and said with a smile, as if he hadn't been the one who had just beaten someone.
"..." Upon hearing this, the Styx Ancestor almost cursed out loud. If this weren't his own Netherworld Blood Sea, where he wouldn't die unless the Blood Sea dried up, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand it long ago. If it weren't for Wang Han's spatial magic being too fast, allowing him to escape quickly, and the fact that his self-destruction wouldn't kill Wang Han, he would have already self-destructed. Wang Han's fists were so powerful that even other Quasi-Saints probably couldn't withstand many of his punches.
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