With this in mind, a guard stepped forward with a respectful expression, "Please wait a moment, I will go and inform the Demon Lord."

Ling Min's eyes flashed with impatience, and his voice was cold: "Better hurry up, my time is precious..."

The guard was startled and immediately turned around and walked away quickly.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Several people from the Black Abyss Holy Land waited quietly.

Ling Min's brows gradually furrowed, and he sneered, "The Demon Alliance is just like this. They dragged their feet on a notification."

A Hei Ming disciple beside him whispered, "Senior Brother Ling, please be patient."

"This trip concerns the Holy Lord's affairs, and we must not lose our composure."

Ling Min snorted coldly.

He then put his hands behind his back without saying anything more.

But the disdain in his expression became even stronger.

Just then, the guard finally returned.

His face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Everyone, please follow me. The Demon Lord is waiting in the hall."

Ling Min raised a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth, nodded slightly, and walked in with several junior brothers.

Soon, they arrived in front of the magnificent hall.

The door slowly opened.

The hall was silent, and a heavy sense of oppression came over him.

"Master Demon Lord, the people from the Black Abyss Holy Land have arrived." The guard stepped forward to report and then retreated respectfully.

When Ling Min and others stepped into the hall, they felt an extremely strong sense of oppression following them.

He raised his eyes slightly and met the figure on the high seat - white hair and red eyes, with an aura as deep as the abyss, unfathomable.

At this moment, Ling Min's heart suddenly sank.

He instantly realized that the person in front of him was no less terrifying than some of his own elders.

However, he is someone who has seen the 'big world' after all.

So he quickly calmed down and regained his confidence and pride.

"The Demon Lord is indeed extraordinary."

Ling Min sneered, his tone indifferent, yet tinged with contempt: "No wonder the Eastern Region's cultivation world now almost regards the Demon Alliance as the most respected..."

Jiang Han looked indifferent, waving his hand, his eyes calm as water: "Stop talking nonsense, what brings you from the Black Abyss Holy Land?"

Ling Min raised his head slightly and said with a smile, "My Holy Lord heard about the Demon Lord's deeds and thought that the Demon Alliance had some merits."

He took slow steps, his voice echoing.

"Therefore, we are willing to give the Demon Alliance a chance, a chance to join our Black Abyss Holy Land!"

Ling Min's tone was icy, with a hint of condescension in it: "The Demon Lord should know that the prosperity of the Central Region is far beyond the reach of the Eastern Region."

"If you submit to the Black Abyss, you will receive great benefits."

"After the five-region barrier dissipates, not only will your position in the Eastern Region be preserved, you can even become an elder of our Black Abyss Holy Land and enjoy numerous resources."

"With such a good opportunity, I hope the Demon Lord will not make the mistake."

There was silence in the hall.

Ling Min stood in the center, full of confidence.

It was as if the Holy Lord's gift was enough to make the Demon League bow down to him.

Jiang Han's eyes were slightly cold.

After a moment, he chuckled.

But the laughter was cold and tinged with mockery: "Are you from the Black Abyss Holy Land so self-righteous and foolish?"

"You..." Ling Min's face darkened.

He didn't expect that the Demon Lord would be so rude.

Anger flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

"Demon Lord, there is no need to rush to refuse."

"The Holy Lord values ​​the potential of the Demon Alliance, which is why he is willing to extend an olive branch."

He slowly took a few steps closer, his voice carrying a hint of threat: "The Central Region is full of powerful people. Once the five-region barrier dissipates, the Eastern Region will be easy to capture."

"Demon Lord, it would be wise to choose a side as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, no matter how strong you are, you will eventually become like smoke, dissipated in a single puff..."

As soon as the words fell, the hall was filled with dead silence, and even the air seemed to be frozen.

Jiang Han still sat high on the throne.

His face was expressionless, showing no emotion.

But soon, he just raised his finger slightly and pointed in the air.

boom--

An invisible force burst out and landed on Ling Min at an extremely fast speed.

In an instant, Ling Min felt his body being restrained by a huge force and he could not move.

His pupils suddenly shrank, and he could not hide the horror in his heart. He tried his best to mobilize the power of his soul, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

"You--!" Ling Min's voice trembled, full of disbelief and fear.

He finally understood that he had underestimated the Demon Lord in front of him and underestimated this man's coldness and decisiveness!

Jiang Han looked down at him, his eyes as cold as frost: "Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of threatening me?"

After saying this, he applied a little force with his fingers.

Ling Min felt a tearing pressure sweeping through his body, and his bones creaked as if they were about to be crushed alive.

He gritted his teeth and struggled, cold sweat covered his forehead, his breathing became rapid, and fear surged in his heart like a tide.

"Demon Lord... spare me! I spoke out of turn!"

Ling Min's voice was trembling, and there was fear in his voice.

At this moment, all his pride was completely shattered and turned into a humble survival instinct.

However, Jiang Han's eyes did not change at all. He just stared at him coldly, as if he was looking at a bug that was doomed to die.

The air seemed to freeze and time slowed down.

As Jiang Han exerted force again.

Ling Min's body began to be twisted by the pressure, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard one after another.

His face was as pale as paper, and there was despair in his pain.

Several disciples from the Black Abyss Holy Land witnessed this scene, their legs went weak and they almost fell to the ground, with only deep fear in their hearts.

"Crack——!"

There was a crisp sound.

Ling Min's body was instantly compressed into a bloody pancake.

The entire hall was dead silent.

Only the sound of dripping blood was extremely harsh.

Jiang Han slowly retracted his fingers, his eyes as sharp as knives as he glanced coldly at the remaining disciples of the Black Abyss Holy Land.

"Go away, go back and tell your Lord that if he is willing to submit, I may pardon his life and grant him a position."

"If he doesn't want to, this person—" Jiang Han turned his eyes and swept over the bloodstains left by Ling Min, "this will be his fate."

The words echoed in the hall, chilling to the bone.

Several disciples of the Black Abyss Holy Land were shocked and angry, their fists clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound, but they didn't even dare to fart.

"Let's go." Someone whispered, his eyes full of resentment.

Upon hearing this, everyone did not dare to stay any longer and quickly turned around and prepared to leave.

However, just as he took a step, Jiang Han's voice rang out again, as cold as the wind: "I didn't ask you to leave..."

Before he finished speaking, a yellow divine light shot out like thunder!

The speed is so fast that it seems to travel through space in an instant, leaving people no time to react.

Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream was heard.

A disciple of the Black Abyss Holy Land exploded and died, turning into a pool of blood. Even his soul was not spared!

Inside the hall, the air suddenly froze.

The remaining disciples were pale and sweating profusely.

They were filled with rage, yet felt powerless. They could only curse inwardly: "This madman! He is the devil among devils!"

Scolds are scolded.

They understand that no amount of anger will help.

There is only one way now - to survive!

So, everyone gritted their teeth, leaned over to the ground, and rolled on the ground according to Jiang Han's "orders", rolling out in a mess.

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