If Yang Yan were to handle it, even if his current Flawless Divine Body could accommodate this energy, he would have no way to control it at all.

Thinking it over, there’s only one possibility.

His head felt like it was exploding, but Yang Yan, who slowly woke up, didn’t care at all.

A haughty voice reached his ears:

"Chiyou? Haha, Chiyou! It’s really you! You’ve lost your head again, huh? Why aren’t you looking for it this time?"

Ao Tian was laughing heartily, utilizing his agile Body Technique to dart and weave around the Demon God.

Although the Demon God was infuriated and eager to tear him to pieces, his enormous body prevented him from hitting Ao Tian.

Upon hearing Ao Tian’s provoking words, he couldn’t help but roar to the heavens, pounding his chest like a gorilla.

"Haha! Guess what, you’ll never have your head back again! Because I’ve refined it!"

Ao Tian, who was laughing joyfully a moment ago, suddenly stopped in his tracks, glaring fiercely at the Demon God with a look of an Evil God.

"Refined? You dare to refine my head?"

Chiyou, who had remained silent, finally spoke.

That first line was filled with overwhelming rage!

The next moment he roared furiously, like thunder rolling across the sky:

"I will make you pay! Refine your head instead!!!"

Ao Tian snorted coldly:

"Want my head? Let’s see if you’re capable!"

He slightly lowered his head, looked terrifyingly at the Demon God, and suddenly stretched out his right hand, revealing a massive Half Moon Saber.

"What’s this?"

The Demon God glared angrily at Ao Tian’s saber.

It carried an aura so familiar and intimate to him?

Ao Tian chuckled at his words, waving the saber with his right hand:

"This? Oh! After refining your head, I suddenly found the remaining skull quite useful, and it would be a pity to waste it."

"So I simply crafted it into this saber. Look, isn’t it something?"

"Roar!"

A savage beast’s roar answered Ao Tian:

"I will tear you apart!"

The eyes on Chiyou’s belly turned blood red.

Upon closer inspection, all his veins seemed to be faintly visible on his skin.

The belly was especially crimson.

Chiyou lifted his axe and struck fiercely at Ao Tian before him.

This strike was more vicious, faster than ever before.

But Ao Tian dodged once more.

When he reappeared, he was hundreds of meters away.

Ao Tian smirked wickedly, raising the saber, easily slicing through the Void with a scream.

"Chiyou, stop pretending. That head has nothing to do with your current body."

"I know maintaining that form takes a lot of effort, so hurry up and change back!"

As he spoke, Ao Tian’s Hawkeye locked onto Chiyou, and suddenly, a fierce wind blew around him.

An extraordinary aura of power emanated from Ao Tian.

"Come on, let me test the feeling of advancing my power."

"By the way, let’s see how strong a real Half-Step Divine Realm can be?"

Most people of Hidden World had fallen from Chiyou to the ground, with only a few still clinging to him.

Nevertheless, everyone looked at Ao Tian with disbelief.

The aura he emitted had at least Emperor-level nine-stage power!

That is, Emperor-level Perfection!

Just half a step more to the legendary Half-Step Divine Realm!

As for the Divine Realm?

There’s no record even in historical accounts!

This is just the beginning!

Next, everyone, including the Nine Swords, saw thin black gas emanating from Ao Tian, swirling around him.

"Demon Race!"

Familiar with Demonic Qi, Zhuge Wushuang looked at Ao Tian’s current appearance, his face suddenly changed.

The other Nine Swords also looked at Ao Tian in disbelief.

How could Ao Tian, the best friend of Wang, one of the Four Emperors, the Ice Emperor, be from the Demon Race?

But why did Ao Tian have Demonic Qi?

"How come you possess my race’s aura? No way, you are a Demon Body!" 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Chiyou wasn’t frightened by Ao Tian’s Emperor-level Perfection power.

On the contrary, what astounded him more was Ao Tian’s Demon Body!

"Demon Body? With me, it’s an Emperor Body!"

Ao Tian raised his head boldly, pointing his saber at Chiyou, displaying a blatant taunting pose.

"Kid, you are of my Demon Race, I can forgive your past transgressions."

"Though I’ve been sealed for so many years, you should know who I am."

Chiyou actually began conversing with Ao Tian.

But his words merely aimed to make Ao Tian follow his orders.

What a joke?!

Is Ao Tian a member of the Demon Race?

Though he underwent modification in that Trial Demon Cave, it was merely the physique that was altered.

In Ao Tian’s eyes, taking advantage is always right; whether he is part of the Demon Race or not, it’s up to him!

"Chiyou, murmuring isn’t like you! What if you are a Demon God?"

"Do you think you’re still the former Demon God leading the Demon Race?"

Ao Tian sneered coldly, then released bombshell news to Chiyou.

"The Demon Race of this world has long perished, and the ones who fled chose a new Demon God."

"If you reappear, when two gods meet, how do you fight without a head?"

Ao Tian watched Chiyou gleefully, just wanting to see his reaction.

He didn’t know any of these things himself, purely fabricated.

"Little scoundrel! Return my head!"

Indeed, Chiyou immediately believed Ao Tian’s words.

After all, he had just been released from the seal and knew nothing.

Ao Tian’s description was nothing unusual for the power and strength-respecting Demon Race.

On the contrary, it’s quite normal.

Additionally, since awakening, he hadn’t found any traces of Demon Race activities, which deepened his trust in Ao Tian’s words.

The thought of returning to the domain, and encountering the new Demon God replacing him, with less strength, wouldn’t he have to bow down?

In Ancient Times, Chiyou was the first leader of the Demon Race!

For him to bow to a junior Demon God, he wouldn’t accept even if killed!

Stimulated by Ao Tian’s words, Chiyou swung his axe ferociously at him, each strike fiercer than the last.

However, facing the nearly frenzied Chiyou, Ao Tian kept evading.

After chasing and dodging ten rounds, neither could overcome the other.

Chiyou stood firm, his anger burning.

"Shrink!"

With a shout, Chiyou’s giant body, dozens of meters tall, suddenly contracted, rapidly shrinking.

Finally, Chiyou returned to normal human size.

The axe also adjusted proportionally, firmly held in his hand.

"Good! Let’s fight fairly!"

Seeing Chiyou restored, Ao Tian laughed immediately.