Great Demon King

Although the two were just mid-stage midgods, their comprehension of the energy of fire and earth exceeded those of highgods. Even when pitted against a dozen or more experts who were around the same realm they were at, the duo did not show any sign of being on the back foot.

Han Huo took out his Fire Lotus and it covered him with its petals. He was glowing bright red from head to toe like heated steel. An enormous amount of heat was emanating from his body.

The raiders fighting Han Huo felt rather helpless. As he was covered with fire, they couldn’t make any melee attacks or even get close to him. They could only launch ineffective ranged attacks at him.

Those fighting Han Tu felt even more helpless and unbearable. They lost track of him right from the start of the battle.

A hand or an earth spike might suddenly emerge from underground, which could amputate them if they were not careful enough. As they could not locate Han Tu, they could only take defensive measures.

Fighting against Han Huo and Han Tu who employed extraordinary tricks were tormenting. One can’t be touched, and another can’t be even be seen. How do they even fight against that?

“Haha! Come and hit me, stupid!” Han Huo was laughing and mocking the raiders while weaving crisscrossed through them. He would throw the raging balls of flames from his palms left and right, or perhaps spit fire at them, reducing the raiders’ hair and clothes to dust. He had also been greeting their female relatives with foul language.

Chut!
An iced arrow that came out of nowhere suddenly landed on Han Huo’s back. The arrow clearly came from a highgod. The complacent and arrogant Han Huo suddenly stumbled. The ice-cold aura invading his body made him shiver. His mouth was too busy chattering to continue greeting the raiders with vulgarities.