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Dirk opened his eyes wide, obviously not expecting Han Yan to say such a thing, and asked in a daze: "What did you say, drug induction?" How could he not be surprised? One had to know that he was a death attributed cultivator. He was best at killing and using dead people to make puppets. But it was the first time he said that corpses could also be drug induction s. What kind of Pill would they need to refine?

Dirk had also refined Pill before, but he had never heard of corpses being used as drug induction s. He thought that Han Yan had purposely said these kinds of things to scare him. As for what Han Yan's motive is, Dirk also doesn't have the mood to think about it. Sneering coldly, he said: "Han Yan, don't try to scare me like that, even though I'm injured, it's not easy for you to kill me either."

Han Yan laughed, and looked at Dirk as if he were looking at an idiot, and said coldly: "Dirk, you still don't understand, what Lei Duo said was all true. Di Ke died, and was even killed by me. Not only that, there are quite a few people who died in my hands in the First Messenger of God, do you think that you are much stronger than Di Ke, and can escape my pursuit if you are heavily injured?

Dirk had always thought that Han Yan was lying to him, but now that he heard Han Yan's words, he calmed down and started to think about the problem. Di Ke was indeed very strong. In a one on one situation, Dirk could kill Di Ke, but he would also have to pay a huge price. If Di Ke was truly killed by Han Yan, killing him wouldn't be a difficult task either.

Thinking about that, Dirk's face became ugly. He could not believe it, Han Yan was only at the Divine Card Level Five level of cultivation, how could he kill the First Messenger of God's Di Ke? If he was not severely injured, Dirk would not have worried about being killed by Han Yan. However, after being injured, the divine power in his body was no longer enough, and he was unable to execute his powerful divine ability. Even if he could barely kill Han Yan, with so many women by his side, he was still unable to escape.

Dirk took in a deep breath, glanced at the four great cadaveric puppet beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Han Yan, since you're so powerful, how about we make a bet?"

"Bet?" Han Yan laughed coldly, "What do you have that can be used as the wager?"

Dirk was startled again, he never thought that Han Yan would actually put forward a wager, but he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Dirk's eyes flashed, and an idea quickly formed. He sternly replied, "What kind of bet do you want? As long as it's something I can do, I'll definitely agree to it."

Han Yan had not killed Dirk for a long time because he valued the divine ability of the Death Attribute, thus he said: "Tell me the method you cultivated your entire life, and I'll agree to make a bet with you."

Dirk frowned slightly, but when he remembered that Han Yan had asked for a divine ability and technique from Di Ke, he felt relieved. He patted the Universal Bag at his waist, took out a divine scroll, and then quickly recorded it. After he recorded down the divine abilities and techniques, he threw them to Han Yan and said, "The thing that you want is right here. Take a look!"

Han Yan did not look and quickly returned it to the Universal Bag, saying: "Tell me the method of your bet!"

Dirk's eyes flashed with surprise, she obviously did not expect Han Yan to trust him so much, without even looking at the methods written in the divine scroll, she had agreed to make a bet with him. However, although Dirk was arrogant, he was not a despicable person, he did not do anything to the technique, and in his opinion, as long as Han Yan agreed to bet with him, he would definitely die, why would he do anything to a person who was about to die!

The reason why Han Yan did not look at the divine paper was because it was useless looking at it. Moreover, he felt that Dirk would not do anything to him.

Dirk did not continue thinking about why Han Yan did not look at the divine paper. He said seriously: "How about we fight one-on-one with each other, life and death are decided by fate, the woman behind you cannot interfere, how about it?"

"That's it?" Han Yan said indifferently without even thinking.

Dirk nodded his head and said in a low voice: "That's right. Of course, no matter who wins or loses, no one else is allowed to interfere."

Han Yan already knew what this fellow's goal was, and said: "Alright, I have no objections."

Hearing Han Yan's straightforward reply, Dirk's heart thumped for a moment. He subconsciously thought that there might be a conspiracy involved. But thinking about it in the blink of an eye, he also felt that it was impossible. It was impossible for Han Yan to let the women by his side help him, and if he really needed them to help, there was no need for him to agree at all.

Dirk moved his wrist and patted the Universal Bag on his waist. Then, he took out its Nine Hell Skeleton.

At the same time, Dirk controlled the Golden Puppet beside him, preparing himself for battle.

On the other hand, on Han Yan's side, he was extremely calm, with that indifferent gaze, as if he did not put Dirk in his eyes.

Dirk coldly snorted in his heart, and said with disdain: "Kid, do you think that I won't have the ability to resist just because I'm heavily injured? "You are just a single person, and I have four puppets by my side. If it were five pairs of you, I wouldn't be able to let you kill me." His wrist moved, pointing at Han Yan, at the same time he shouted: "Go to hell!"

A black light flashed on the netherworld skeleton and under Dirk's control, it flew forward with an astonishing speed that was unimaginably fast. In an instant, it arrived in front of Han Yan and was about to land in front of Han Yan. At this time, the four golden puppets also moved, flying towards Han Yan from four different directions, displaying their strongest powers.

Han Yan seemed to be scared silly as he stood there motionlessly. If these five attacks really landed on his body, even if he didn't die, his flesh would be torn apart.

At this moment, Dirk seemed to have seen the scene of Han Yan being killed, and the corners of his mouth revealed a sinister smile.

Dirk wished that Han Yan could die now. He clenched his fists in excitement, but the moment the Netherworld Skeleton killed Han Yan, a scene that he had never even dreamed of appeared.

Han Yan's body enlarged at an alarming rate and in the blink of an eye, he was like a giant standing proudly in the valley.

Following that, Han Yan caught the skeleton in his hand. With a "pa da" sound, the skeleton was forcibly crushed to pieces.

As his life divine artifact collapsed, Dirk spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. He was shocked but at the same time, his entire being went crazy, immediately controlling his four golden puppets to kill Han Yan at all costs. However, Deco's thought process was very good. The result was completely different from what he had imagined. Streaks of light flashed on Han Yan's body as six clones appeared at the same time, launching an attack at the four golden puppets.

Of these six identities, the wind was one of the Four Great Clones of the Ice, Ice, Fire, Earth, as well as the Space and Evil Clones.

In a six against four situation, the result could be imagined. The six clones hadn't even used their most powerful divine abilities, when the four golems were under their control.2

That's right, Han Yan did not destroy the four golden puppets, but chose to control them instead. Forging these four puppets wasn't easy. If they were to be destroyed just like that, it would truly be a pity. Han Yan waved his arms suddenly, grabbing the terrified Dirk in his hands, forcefully sealing his cultivation, and snorted: "What else do you have to say for yourself?"

Dirk laughed bitterly. He felt that what happened just now was so unreal, as though he was in a dream. However, this dream was simply too inconceivable. Han Yan was actually a descendant of the ancient god, and could even display the ultimate Innate Supernatural Power of the Ancient God Clan. What was most shocking was that there were actually six clones of Han Yan …

This, this seemingly impossible thing actually appeared in front of them, it was truly hard for them to accept.

Dirk knew that all of this was true and he had a lot of questions to ask, but when they reached his mouth, he had no idea what they were about to ask.

After a moment, Dirk sucked in a breath of cold air and asked, "Han Yan, who exactly are you and why do you have six clones?"

"Who I am isn't important. You just have to tell me if the spell I gave you is real or not." Han Yan didn't pay attention to Dirk's words, and said in a deep voice, "You'd better not play any tricks with me, or else, I'll make you live a life worse than death. Also, what I said before was true, I do have a purple-winged ant emperor … "

Dirk wanted to refute him, but he did not say a word. Even if Han Yan told him that he was from Supreme God, Dirk would believe it too. When there are too many miracles happening to a person, what is impossible? Maybe he was wrong from the start, maybe what Lei Duo said was all true.

Dirk regretted killing Lei Duo very much. He didn't want to kill Han Yan first.

But now, regret was useless. Life and death were in the hands of others, so what else could they ask for? He could only hope that he wouldn't suffer so much before he died.

Thinking up to here, Dirk sighed and said: "You already know that there's no problem with the sacred art, why would you ask me?" After saying that, he glanced at the girls behind Han Yan, and said puzzledly: "Besides, you don't have a clone of death, nor do the other ladies. Even if these arts are real, you all won't be able to cultivate it …"

Han Yan had been paying attention to Dirk's eyes the whole time. After Dirk finished speaking, he was sure that Dirk was not lying. Han Yan was in a good mood and wanted to tease Dirk, so he said: "Who said I can't cultivate, as long as I can cultivate another Avatar of Death."

"Humph!" Who do you think you are! If you want to cultivate an avatar, you can train in it. Other than the cultivator with all attributes spiritual root, even if cultivators with Death spiritual root want to cultivate an avatar of death, it would not be an easy task. " When Dirk thought of this, his face suddenly changed, and he cried out involuntarily, "You, you are cultivator with all attributes spiritual root?"

Han Yan nodded, and replied: "You aren't completely dumb, I am indeed cultivator with all attributes spiritual root."

Dirk was confused again, and quickly asked: "You aren't a descendant of Ancient God Clan, how could you be from there?"

Han Yan's body quickly shrank, and when he returned to his original appearance, he said: "There is no conflict at all. I was originally a cultivator of all attributes, and then I accidentally acquired the bloodline of the Ancient God Clan …"

Dirk was not stupid either. He knew that Han Yan did not want to tell him the truth, so he did not continue to ask him about this topic. Instead, he said, "Let me ask you one last question, are you really going to refine our bodies into Pill?"

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