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Han Yan revealed a look of satisfaction and nodded: "Alright, continue taking it! "When I've gotten enough, I'll agree to come with you to three rounds and two wins …"

As the saying goes, "When a person is under the roof of a house, how can he not lower his head?"

As he glared at Han Yan, he said to the six cultivators from the Black Soul Squad, "Big Light, take out all your treasures from your bodies."

Big Light and the others were stunned. They never thought that Black Mist would make such a crazy move. They thought to themselves, "Could it be that captain is crazy, or does he really want us to take out the treasures?"

Black Mist saw that Da Guang and the rest were frozen in place. He was even angrier. He almost lost control of his emotions and said angrily, "Did you not hear what I just said?"

"Of course I did, but why did you take out our things?" Even though Big Light thought this in his heart, he didn't take out any treasures. They were not idiots. The treasures in the storage bag had accumulated for so many years. If they won, then they wouldn't get anything good. But if they lost, then everything would be gone.

Earlier, Da Guang and the rest had clearly seen the battle between the black fog and Han Yan. The spectators were all too focused on the situation. They did not think that Han Yan had cheated, but had the ability to defeat the black mist. Simply put, if Han Yan was playing tricks on them, he could at most move a little faster. How could he let the pressure be so strong that the black mist had no way of resisting him?

There was only one possibility, Han Yan was hiding his cultivation, his cultivation was higher than the black mist.

It was because they had guessed it, Big Light and the others did not want to take out any treasures. They felt that giving them out was equivalent to giving them to Han Yan for free.

The black fog did not know what everyone was thinking. Seeing the black fog still standing there, he shouted angrily, "Big Light, do you want to rebel?"

Big Light and the others had been by Black Mist's side for many years. How could they possibly rebel? They just didn't want to see Black Mist lose the treasure after losing the match. However, how could he say these words? The black fog was a person that cared about their reputation. If they said these words, then what would be their face? Seeing that Black Mist had lost his reason out of anger, Big Light knew that saying no more was no good, so he bit the bullet and said, "Leader, let's just forget about it! "You're not his match …"

It was fine to not say these words, but the moment he said them, the black mist became even more furious.

Black Mist's eyes were red as he said angrily, "I didn't think that you guys wouldn't believe in my ability. I was wrong about you guys." I'll give you one last chance, take out all your treasures. If you take it, then I'll pretend that nothing happened. If you don't, then you won't belong to Black Soul Team anymore.

Once he said that, Da Guang and the rest all had ugly expressions on their faces. Although they were all cultivators of the Divine Card Level Five, they knew very well just what cultivation level Black Mist had. To put it simply, even if the six of them were to join hands, they would still not be a match for the black cloud.

Finally, the Divine Card Level Four cultivator from the Black Soul Battle Team got scared, and said with a trembling voice, "Captain, please calm your anger, I will take out …" As he said that, he patted the storage bag on his waist and took out all of his treasures. Under the control of his mind, he flew to the side and piled them up on the empty ground.

Big Light and the others sighed. They knew that persuading him at this time was useless, and so they hoped that a miracle would happen.

In the following period of time, under everyone's astonished gaze, countless treasures flew forward, and in the blink of an eye, they had piled up like a mountain. With so many treasures, it could be said that they were priceless. There were many ores that were necessary materials to refine the Second Divine Artifact. From this, it could be seen just how wealthy the Black Soul Squad was.

The black mist had already turned red, and had almost lost all reason. He looked at Han Yan, and asked while clenching his teeth: "Fellow Daoist Han, do you have enough of these things?"

Han Yan took a glance at those treasures and scanned them with his Spiritual Sense. He could not help but be shocked, the value of these treasures was higher than he had imagined. Of course, Han Yan would not say what he was thinking. He coughed lightly and said: "Even though this treasure is priceless, I don't really want it. If only …"

The black mist was enraged, he hated that he couldn't kill Han Yan right now, and roared: "What more do you want?"

Seeing the black mist's crazy appearance, Han Yan knew that if he were to continue, this guy would lose his mind and say: "How about this! I have taken a fancy to your Black Soul Squad. Other than the core disciples, the rest of the cultivators have merged with our Aurora Battle Team. "If you agree, I'll agree to fight you right now …"

If he was clear about the situation, Black Fog could not agree to it. After all, this matter was of great importance.

But right now, Black Mist didn't have the mood to think about it too much. Nodding his head, he said, "Okay, I agree …"

Han Yan doing this, looked like he did not win, but towards this kind of scum, what other person would there be to sympathize with? Han Yan was such a person. No matter how others treat him, he wouldn't do anything to them. When the black mist said that, Han Yan wanted to teach him a lesson a long time ago. If it wasn't for the fact that it was difficult to do so in this situation, he wouldn't use such a method.

Han Yan's wrist moved, and a piece of white paper flew out.

This white paper was milky-white in color and emitted a strange energy wave. One could tell with a single glance that it wasn't some ordinary object.

Most of the cultivators surrounding the arena had looks in their eyes, and when they saw the white paper, they couldn't help but cry out, "A contract."

That's right, this was an extremely rare contract in the God Realm. It was said that this kind of contract white paper could only be created by experts of the Divine Card Level Six, and was about the same value as Second Divine Artifact. The contents of the contract could be written on a white piece of paper before the contract was formed by performing another incantation gesture. As long as the other party dripped a drop of blood essence, the contract agreement would have a corresponding effect. If one party didn't fulfill the promise according to the content of the contract, then there would only be one result, and their souls would scatter.

Of course, all of them were exceptions, the contract documents were only effective for cultivators below the Divine Card Level Six, if the cultivation level reached Divine Card Level Six, or even higher, it would have no effect. After all, those cultivators that forged contracts were not idiots. They did not want to see someone using a contract to threaten them.

When Black Mist saw the words on the white paper, he knew what the other party wanted to do. He said coldly, "I didn't expect that you would have such a method. Let me see what you have written …" After he finished reading, he laughed out loud and clapped his hands: "Good, I'm very satisfied with your writing. If I lose, I will hand Black Soul Squad over to you, and if you lose, then give the Aurora Battle Team to me, haha …"

Black Mist was very satisfied with this contract document. He said, "Since you were the one who drafted this document, you should first drip your blood essence."2

Han Yan was not afraid of them cheating, since the agreement was very special, as long as one of them did not drip any blood essence, it would be useless. Han Yan's finger moved, a wound suddenly appeared on his finger, and a drop of his blood essence flew out and landed under the contract document. Then, Han Yan handed the contract over to Hei Wu, and said: "It's your turn."

The black cloud did not waste any words. After quickly lowering his blood essence, he said, "Let's begin!"

The white light on the contract document flashed, transforming into two balls of light the size of thumbs, flying into the space between Han Yan's and the black mist.

This time, the black mist did not underestimate Han Yan, and said solemnly: "According to the rules of the competition, after three breaths' time of time, they will release their suppression together, is there a problem?"

Han Yan shook his head, and said: "No problem."

Time passed, one breath at a time. Three breaths seemed very short, but to the black mist, it was very long.

The black smoke stared straight at Han Yan and killing intent surged in his eyes. He could only hope that he could kill Han Yan after three breaths of time had passed.

The surrounding cultivators were also staring at the stage with rapt attention. They too wanted to know, who would obtain the final victory.

The two simultaneously displayed their enormous imposing auras, and then transformed into oppressive might as they quickly moved towards each other.

Anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that the coercion Han Yan was using was weaker, and the coercion released by the black mist was stronger by three levels.

In other words, if two cultivators shot out their flying swords at the same time, and both of them were unprepared, the faster one would be able to kill the opponent. Although this was not the case with [Suppression], if it was controlled well under special circumstances, it could produce the same result.

The black mist controlled its might and rushed straight towards Han Yan from the front because the distance in a straight line was the closest.

Han Yan was different, the pressure was flying from the very top. Although he was a bit further away, the speed advantage was that the pressure still arrived in front of the black mist a step earlier. Just as this pressure arrived in front of the black mist, an enormous energy crazily struck the black mist's back. The black mist only wanted to kill Han Yan quickly, it did not expect that Han Yan's pressure would arrive behind them so quickly.

The black cloud trembled and took three steps back. Its face became extremely pale.

In addition to that, the pressure exerted by the black mist also dissipated.

Han Yan purposely revealed a surprised look, and asked in confusion: "Dao friend, if you were to face me head on, I might not be able to win this round so quickly, why did you let me win?"

The anger in the black fog! When did he let Han Yan do that? He only wanted to quickly tap and kill Han Yan, that was all, and angrily said: "I didn't tell you to, you don't have to be so arrogant here …"

Han Yan sighed, and said: "Since you do not wish to admit it, the truth cannot be changed.

Hearing these words, the black cloud realized that it had lost. Then, thinking of something, it frantically said: "I still want to continue the match with you, three wins in five rounds."

Han Yan shook his head, and said: "No need, you are not my opponent."

"I don't believe you can beat me." Black Mist clenched his fist and said word by word, "This time, I want to bet my life against you, and it's a group battle. If I lose, I will immediately self-destruct in front of you. Not only that, we will leave all of our Divine Card to you, do you dare to accept our challenge … "

When he said this, everyone thought that Black Mist was crazy. How could he risk his life?

Da Guang could not bear to watch any longer. He rushed to the front of the black cloud and slapped it angrily. "Captain, are you crazy?"

The black mist did not go crazy, but it had lost all sense of reason. Just now, it had been slapped by the bright light again, further affecting his dao heart. His state of mind had become even more chaotic. The black fog trained in the divine ability of darkness, and the divine ability of darkness was the strangest. If one wasn't careful, one might go berserk. He faced the light and kicked it, sending it flying. Then he said to Han Yan: "Do you dare to continue the competition?"

Han Yan did not even think about it, and said: "Why would I not dare?"

Hearing this, Black Fog's face was full of joy as he excitedly said: "Did you really agree to continue the competition with me?"

Han Yan nodded his head, and purposely revealed a look of thought, and reminded him: "Of course I want to compete with you, but I'm afraid that when the time comes, you'll let me do it on purpose …"

"You, you …" Under the fury of the black mist, his primordial spirit shattered. He staggered and actually fainted after falling to the ground.

Da Guang's face darkened and quickly got up. He stared at Han Yan and said in a dense voice, "Kid, you can't just let this go like this. You have to give me an explanation."

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