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Below, Su Clan’s Sixteen, Yu Jiaojiao, Medicine Master, and Purple Mist had finally converged together.

This arena created by that strange light was located in another dimension, and the sound couldn’t pass through.

However, Sixteen and the others could still read Song Shuhang’s lips.

It wasn’t difficult for cultivators to learn how to read lips.

After reading Song Shuhang’s lips, Su Clan’s Sixteen, Yu Jiaojiao, Medicine Master, and Purple Mist were all speechless.

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“The ‘Saber Wielding Scholar’ Su Wenqu? You are not Song Shuhang?” The demonic hamster was dumbfounded.

Damn, did I really get the wrong person?

F*ck, these humans look all the same, and it’s not easy to tell them apart!

Actually, this situation was the same as a human seeing a large number of mice all at once, and it wasn’t going to be easy for them to quickly find the mouse they were looking for. They would find it only if the mouse had some special pattern on its fur or another distinctive characteristic.

“…” With a serious expression on his face, Song Shuhang continued, “I didn’t change my name or surname, I’m indeed the ‘Saber Wielding Scholar’ Su Wenqu. Demon, why are you looking for little friend Song Shuhang?”

“You are deceiving this hamster!” The demonic hamster suddenly raised its head, and said coldly, “Song Shuhang, you sly bastard! I repeatedly checked my information, and you are—without a doubt—Song Shuhang!”

“…” Song Shuhang.

It actually checked his information repeatedly?

What was the objective of this demon of the Netherworld in the end?

Was it possible that it was a demon from the ‘Mountain of Next Life’ that discovered that the ‘evil survivor of the Jingang Temple’ was still alive and rushed over to kill him?

“Song Shuhang, enough chit-chat! The arena is ready. As such, let’s have a proper battle!” the demonic hamster said coldly. “Make your move with the intention to kill me. That way, I can let you die with a little bit of dignity.”

Afterward, killing intent exploded. The demonic hamster was truly angry this time.

Song Shuhang gently held his treasured saber Broken Tyrant. Since he hadn’t condensed his saber intent, the strength of his ❮Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique❯ would be insufficient, and his ❮Strong Gale Saber❯ was still at the beginner level.

Therefore… he could only rely on his fists.

Both the ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯ and ❮Demon Subduing Buddhist Fist Technique❯ had the extraordinary power to restrain the demons of the Netherworld. As such, they were better than the Flaming Saber Technique and Strong Gale Saber while dealing with demons.

After thinking up to this point, Song Shuhang spun his wrist and put away his treasured saber Broken Tyrant.

“You decided not to use the saber? After seeing its strength, even I did not dare to meet head on your Flaming Saber Technique,” the demonic hamster said haughtily.

While speaking, the hamster spread open its hands and gently waved them. In the next moment, a white robe appeared on its body. This demonic hamster actually had its own spatial equipment.

Its robe was as white as snow, clean and spotless.

It even changed its clothes before starting the battle… what a madman— no, madhamster!