A bead of cold sweat broke out on Satan's forehead as he heard the voice behind him.
Although the Demon Palace was merely a mortal force, the reputation of its master, Ye Ling, had long since spread throughout the three realms!
Since Ye Ling's emergence, every single deed he had accomplished was enough to shake the immortal realm!
Even to this day, the gods and Buddhas in the heavens still did not know the limits of Ye Ling's power.
Satan often heard news of Ye Ling and knew that the Shadow Hall, with its numerous saints, considered Ye Ling their number one enemy. Upon hearing Ye Ling's voice, he couldn't help but feel a surge of fear.
Satan stiffly turned around and looked at Ye Ling, who had, at some unknown time, passed through his barrier and appeared behind him. His throat bobbed as he asked in a deep voice, "You... are Ye Ling?"
Ye Ling chuckled, "It seems the renowned Lord of Hell, Satan, also knows me. Then I don't need to introduce myself."
Seeing the faint smile on Ye Ling's face, Satan instinctively took a few steps back. Then, he recalled the rumors of Ye Ling's lost cultivation and quickly regained his composure.
A spark of inspiration struck Satan, and he immediately released his soul power, sweeping it towards Ye Ling to assess Ye Ling's current condition.
Upon discovering that Ye Ling's cultivation was only at the late stage of the Saint realm, Satan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ye Ling, saying, "What? Does the dignified master of the Demon Palace also interfere in the internal affairs of my Shadow Hall?"
Ye Ling asked with a smile, "What? Are you saying I cannot interfere?"
Satan sneered, "If it were your peak, I would flee without a second word upon seeing you. But it's different now. Your cultivation is even lower than mine, and you dare to meddle in my affairs?"
"I'm in a good mood today and don't want to cause unnecessary trouble. If you're sensible and leave, I can pretend I didn't see you."
A hint of amusement flashed in Ye Ling's eyes, "You seem a bit arrogant. However, when I encounter guys like you, I tend to strike a little harder than usual. I hope you're mentally prepared."
Hearing Ye Ling's words, Satan was unaware of what he was about to face. He made a grand gesture, and his illusions surrounded Ye Ling.
The illusions of Satan, encircling Ye Ling, snorted in unison, "Hmph... it seems you have no intention of leaving. In that case, today I will eliminate you, a great threat to the Shadow Hall!"
Ye Ling glanced at the surrounding illusions and shook his head, chuckling, "Where did you learn these circus tricks? Are you here to be funny?"
"Tricks? Funny?"
Hearing Ye Ling's words, Satan was instantly enraged, his eyes practically spitting fire.
This was the first time he had suffered such humiliation!
"Ye Ling, you court death!!!"
Satan could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He roared, and the illusions surrounding Ye Ling charged towards Ye Ling together. More than ten illusions of Satan formed a formation, instantly sealing off all of Ye Ling's escape routes!
Facing the siege of Satan's illusions, Ye Ling showed no intention of counterattacking or dodging. He stood still, even yawning, appearing quite bored.
Seeing Ye Ling completely disregard him, Satan's anger intensified. He gritted his teeth and said, "This is your own doing!"
"Hell Hand!"
As Satan's voice fell, his more than ten illusions rapidly transformed into black energy around Ye Ling, forming a dark sphere that enveloped Ye Ling!
Boom!!!
A giant red hand suddenly burst from the ground, directly grasping the black sphere that encased Ye Ling.
Satan stared coldly at the black sphere held by the giant hand in front of him, "Ye Ling, pay the price for your arrogance and turn into dust."
Satan slowly clenched his five fingers, and the red hand synchronized with Satan's hand, continuously squeezing the black sphere, attempting to explode the sphere and Ye Ling within it!
Seeing Ye Ling trapped by Satan's black sphere, Yan Dansheng's eyes also showed deep concern.
Although Ye Ling possessed a method to steal others' cultivation, that ability was too monstrous. Yan Dansheng believed that even Ye Ling could not use such an ability again in a short period.
Thus, Yan Dansheng worried that Ye Ling might not be able to break free from Satan's power swamp.
The giant red hand gripped tighter and tighter, the entire black sphere being squeezed into an unrecognizable shape, on the verge of exploding!
Seeing that Ye Ling still hadn't broken free from his confinement at this point, Satan's smile grew even brighter, and he couldn't help but laugh, "Hahaha... Ye Ling, this is all you've got. I think the Shadow Hall's assessment of you was completely wrong. You're not even worthy of being an enemy of our Shadow Hall!"
"Fine, you shall be a stepping stone for me to climb higher in the Shadow Hall. If I kill you, I should be able to become the Deputy Hall Master directly. At that time... hahaha..."
Satan couldn't help but laugh heartily at the thought of his bright future, and his fingers instantly clenched into fists!
"Turn into dust for me!"
Bang!
The red giant palm directly crushed Ye Ling's black sphere. Dark spiritual energy surged outwards, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to become turbulent!
Satan looked at the collapsing space in the palm of the red giant hand with utter confidence, saying coldly, "My Hell Hand can shatter the void, and the storms and turbulence generated by spatial fragmentation are irresistible even to Saints. Ye Ling... you shall perish in the endless void."
Seeing the collapsing space in front of Satan, despair also appeared in Yan Dansheng's eyes.
No one could survive a collapsing void.
"Emperor..."
Yan Dansheng gritted his teeth, his heart filled with immense sorrow.
Ye Ling was their only hope against Satan. Now that even Ye Ling had fallen, he had lost all hope. All that remained...
Was to wait for death!
After admiring the beauty of the spatial collapse for a moment, Satan turned back to Yan Dansheng and said with a smile, "The spatial collapse will take some time to end. Let's settle things during this period."
"Hand over all your blood and life essence."
Saying this, Satan raised his hand, preparing to draw Yan Dansheng towards him and seize his vital blood.
At this moment, Ye Ling's aura reappeared.
Satan trembled all over and quickly turned to look. He saw Ye Ling walking out of the collapsing space. With a casual wave towards the collapsing area, the space, which was still collapsing, was instantly repaired.
Ye Ling yawned and said to Satan, "Sorry, your move just now was so boring that I almost fell asleep."
"Too boring?"
Hearing Ye Ling's words, Satan almost fainted from anger!
The move he used to deal with Ye Ling just now had cost him over a dozen illusions, and its power could even shatter the void!
Yet now, the move he had made at great cost was considered boring by Ye Ling?
Thinking of this, alongside his rage, a trace of fear for Ye Ling arose in Satan's heart.
What kind of monster... was this?