202: The enticement from the Prince Zhetian! The magic of beating the gods is so powerful!

The Old Servant flashed, blocking Qin Han's path.

He held a king-rank divine weapon, drawing killing intent with his pen, and said in a deep voice, "Young Hero, please stay your hand.

It's best to spare others when you can."

"Get lost!" Qin Han was not in the mood to argue with him.

His hand, covered in Holy Light, instantly shattered the killing intent.

Then, without losing momentum, he continued to strike, smashing into the Old Servant's chest, causing him to cough up blood repeatedly.

"I know you serve the Zhe Tian Divine Dynasty, and your loyalty is admirable, but you've chosen the wrong person to serve."

Pfft!

The White Tiger Spear instantly pierced through his chest, passing through his heart and bringing out a large amount of fresh blood.

The Old Servant was powerless to resist, his eyes wide as he fell to the ground, his vitality rapidly dissipating.

Feeling his life force quickly fading, Zhe Xizuo looked back and spat, "Useless! He couldn't even stop a Half-step Divine Palace expert.

I really don't know why Imperial Father keeps you all."

Having dealt with the immediate trouble, Qin Han continued his pursuit.

His speed was much faster than the other party's, and he quickly closed the distance.

"Don't run anymore.

Even if I gave you a divine ship, you wouldn't escape from my palm," Qin Han said slowly.

Zhe Xizuo's heart pounded.

He noticed the distance between them getting closer and closer, and his hair stood on end like an agitated cat.

"Qin Han, do you really want to kill me completely?

You've seen my Imperial Brother's strength; he will definitely not let you go!" Zhe Xizuo shouted loudly.

Qin Han heard him bring out a 'threat' and sneered, "You were the one who made the first move.

Now you want to stop just like that?

How could there be such a good thing in this world."

"I was wrong.

I was just momentarily possessed by a ghost.

Just pretend nothing happened," Zhe Xizuo quickly said.

Then, thinking of something, he added, "I can compensate you.

What do you want?

An emperor weapon?

An Emperor Rank Cultivation Technique?

Or a Martial Skill, or a precious medicine?

As long as you say it, I can definitely give you a satisfactory answer!"

Qin Han's heart stirred upon hearing this, and he slowly said, "So, you're quite capable."

"What are you saying, Brother Qin?

As long as you agree, everything is negotiable."

Zhe Xizuo was truly scared.

All the guards he brought had died in the Forbidden Sea Area, and now only three loyal Old Servants remained.

These few were all people whose Lifespan was nearing its end, not yet King- Hous, but they had contributed greatly to the Zhe Tian Divine Dynasty, so they were sent to serve as servants to the Imperial Prince.

Their actions could bring many benefits to their descendants, sacrificing themselves for the welfare of future generations.

He just didn't expect that a Faxiang Realm Martial Artist with such rich combat experience would not even last three moves.

From this, it was clear that Qin Han's strength was definitely on the same level as Zhe Changsheng.

Facing such a person, Zhe Xizuo was not foolish; if he could befriend him, he certainly shouldn't offend him.

Therefore, his intention in extending an olive branch was not just to resolve the conflict, but also to invite him to join his faction.

If he performed well in the Kunpeng God Nest and could bring back the legendary Supreme Nine Secrets Kunpeng Precious Technique, he might even be able to contend for the position of Crown Prince.

Before ascending the throne, all Imperial Princes had a chance.

Including Princess Zhe Yunli.

Qin Han found his desperate fleeing rather amusing and slowly said, "In that case, then show some sincerity.

I don't ask for much, just an extreme Dao emperor weapon or an Emperor Grade Cultivation Technique, either one will do."

Upon hearing these words, Zhe Xizuo's expression stiffened.

He turned his head and forced a smile, saying, "Brother Qin must be joking, right?

These two items, even if the Zhe Tian Divine Dynasty were sold, wouldn't be enough to buy them."

"Do you think I lack things like emperor weapons or Holy Weapons?" Qin Han said casually.

"Brother Qin's Divine Might is unmatched, so he definitely doesn't lack them." Zhe Xizuo chuckled awkwardly, muttering in his heart that this guy had a huge appetite, even daring to mention an extreme Dao emperor weapon.

"So, if you want to show sincerity, I won't make things difficult; only an emperor weapon will suffice," Qin Han said.

"No room for negotiation?"

"What do you think?"

Zhe Xizuo gritted his teeth and abruptly stopped, turning to face Qin Han, taking a deep breath and saying, "Brother Qin, do you really want to push this to the extreme?"

Seeing this, Qin Han slowly stopped, standing three zhang away from him, "What? Changing your mind?"

"The matter of the Fire Spirit Shell was your scheme from the start.

Am I wrong?" Zhe Xizuo demanded, stretching his neck.

"So, aren't I giving you a chance for revenge now?

Make your move." Qin Han did not deny it, openly nodding in admission.

"What?" Zhe Xizuo thought he had misheard.

He had originally thought Qin Han was a reasonable person, but he never expected him to be so shameless.

"What? If you don't make a move, then I won't be polite." Qin Han made a gesture of raising the White Tiger Spear, pointing it forward, his Aura surging explosively.

"Good, you forced my hand." Zhe Xizuo's face was filled with malice as he suddenly blew a beast horn.

Silver ripples spread out, shattering space, carrying Dao rhyme directly towards him.

"A minor Dao.

You can never fully unleash the power of the beast horn." Qin Han's expression was normal.

The White Tiger Spear vibrated, suddenly tearing open a gap in the ripples.

His body charged straight forward, enduring all impacts, letting out a low grunt, pressing onward, the spear tip radiating a brilliant light, emitting a tiger's roar.

Zhe Xizuo reacted extremely quickly, crushing a sixth-grade attack Talismanic Incantation with a backhand, and then conjuring a wooden box from which countless scales and feathers flew out, intertwining to form a protective treasure garment.

Only to see a sky full of brilliant light drifting out from the Void Realm, each wisp containing world-shaking killing intent.

This Talismanic Incantation was personally crafted by a King- Hou, equivalent to a King- Hou's full-power strike, imbued with the power of the Great Dao, extremely terrifying.

"It's fine to tear off the facade.

Then let me show you what power is," Zhe Xizuo said with a cold smile.

He had already considered the consequences in his heart; the probability of winning over Qin Han was only thirty percent, so he had prepared a backup plan.

Relying on his deep family wealth, Zhe Xizuo thought he could even crush Qin Han to death.

Even if he couldn't suppress the opponent, he had great confidence in being able to escape.

The Ancient Dojo was so vast; after this separation, it would be like birds flying freely in the high sky.

"You have quite a lot of treasures, but you've miscalculated." Qin Han's lips curved slightly upward.

Nether God's Guard!

A colossal giant elephant, reaching the heavens and spanning the earth, protected his body, completely blocking all the brilliant light.

The roaring sounds were continuous, erupting into a dense Spiritual Qi tide, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

After the tide dissipated, the giant elephant's phantom on Qin Han's body was riddled with holes, and there were many bloodstains on his body, looking quite miserable.

Zhe Xizuo was quite surprised.

One had to know that was a King- Hou's full-power strike; although its power was somewhat reduced when Sealed within a Talismanic Incantation, it was by no means something a Half-step Divine Palace expert could withstand.

"If once isn't enough, then what about another time?"

This time, Zhe Xizuo conjured two sixth-grade Talismanic Incantations, their destructive power incredibly dazzling.

The moment they shattered, a golden light approached at an incredible speed.

"What is it?" Zhe Xizuo's hand movements did not slow down, but the golden light instantly appeared before his eyes.

Bang!

"Ah!"

Zhe Xizuo covered his mouth and nose, trying to stop the blood from spraying, but he clearly heard a bone crack, and his nasal bridge broke with a snap.