"Since the Third Prince is so eager to know, why not enter and investigate yourself? But don't blame me for not warning you, the Scaled Void Realm is not as safe as the Demon Domain. It's very possible to die inside if you're not careful. Isn't the First Prince a lesson?" Han Li said with a slightly teasing tone.

"Shi Zhanfeng is indeed dead, a pity, a pity." Shi Pokong frowned and said in a deep voice.

The two beside him changed their expressions upon hearing this.

Han Li stood alone, looking at Shi Pokong, and said nothing more.

"Fellow Daoist Li, in fact, there is no deep hatred between you and me. I even have a high regard for you. Although the situation in the Holy Region is still unclear, I believe Fellow Daoist Li is a smart person and can see who has a better chance of winning between me and the Thirteenth Prince, right?" Shi Pokong said, his eyes thoughtful.

"I don't care what you do in the Demon Domain. As long as you don't interfere with the Grand Priestess's efforts to save Ti Hun, I can ignore the Void-Breaking Talisman incident. Once this matter is over, I will leave the Demon Domain and won't meddle in your family affairs anymore. What does the Third Prince think?" Han Li asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Fellow Daoist Li, don't say I'm making things difficult for you. You don't have to tell me the entire story of what happened in the Scaled Void Realm, but I would like you to give me a straight answer about the Thirteenth Prince. Is he dead or alive, and has he returned to the Holy Region?" Shi Pokong asked noncommittally.

"What I just said was very clear. Don't push your luck and be ungrateful." Han Li's face suddenly turned cold, and he said sternly.

Having said that, Han Li's figure suddenly blurred and disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, his figure suddenly appeared in front of a palace door on the left side of the main hall behind him.

He casually raised a foot and stomped on the ground.

With a loud "Boom!"

A violent wave of air burst out from the black stone-paved square beneath his feet, and rolling dust rushed up from the ground, expanding forward in a fan shape. The black stone slabs on the ground rose up layer by layer like a tide, cracking open inch by inch.

A figure in a sorry state then flew out from the rolling dust, his face covered in blood, and his body covered in mud, fleeing rapidly into the distance.

Han Li's kick just now, if he hadn't been afraid of damaging the hall behind him and had used only five-tenths of his strength, this person would never have had the chance to escape. He would have been buried underground like the shattered stone slabs.

The figure was small and thin, covered in black scales, and had blade-like claws on its hands, indicating that it was extremely skilled in earth-burrowing and stealth. After fleeing hundreds of feet away, it reached out with both hands, intending to burrow into the ground again.

However, in the blink of an eye, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, raising a foot and flicking upwards, blocking his blade-like claws and knocking him into the air.

Then, he only felt his throat tighten as he was choked by a large, iron-like hand.

"Your stealth skills are not bad, you almost made it to the palace door." Han Li said with a sneer, carrying him by the neck like a chicken and flashing back in front of Shi Pokong and the others.

The person was lifted into the air by him, trembling all over as if he were holding a chick.

Shi Pokong glanced at Han Li, his eyes gloomy.

"You audacious human, release Yuan Sun..." The Demon Race man with a towering figure roared.

The thin old man who looked like a schoolteacher frowned slightly, his eyes seemingly filled with anger.

"Release him?" Han Li raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile.

Before the other party could answer, he twisted his wrist, snapping the person's neck with a "Crack" sound.

Then, he casually tossed the small Demon Race man named Yuan Sun at the feet of the towering man.

"You're courting death..." The towering man's eyes suddenly widened, and he roared.

With a roar, a dark light burst out from his body, and demonic energy surged. His figure also soared, and sharp bone spurs protruded from under his armor, transforming him into a Demonic Armor Giant that was dozens of feet tall.

The Demonic Armor Giant raised a hand, and a black octagonal hammer wrapped in demonic energy emerged from his palm with a flash of dark light.

He formed a hand seal, and circles of crimson light patterns appeared on his body. Strange fluctuations then rippled outwards, spreading in all directions like ripples on a lake.

When the area beneath Han Li's feet was covered by the light patterns, he immediately felt a sense of stagnation in his legs, as if they had been filled with lead, making them extremely heavy.

The Demonic Armor Giant took a step forward, and the ground beneath his feet shook violently. The black stone floor within a radius of ten feet around his feet collapsed, scattering countless flying stones and dust.

He waved his hand, and the runes on the huge octagonal hammer shone brightly, smashing down towards Han Li's head.

The space above Han Li's head seemed to have been torn apart, collapsing together as a whole, layering down. Not only did it carry immense force, but it also sealed off the surrounding space.

A look of ferocity flashed in the Demonic Armor Giant's eyes, and he had already regarded the small human in front of him as a dead man.

However, just as he felt that a great achievement was within his grasp, his eyes suddenly blurred, and he saw that the human had actually taken a step towards him as if he were strolling in a courtyard.

Then, he saw that the human slightly bent his body, and the robes on his body billowed without wind. On the surface of his skin under his clothes, white dots of light seemed to light up.

"That's..." The Demonic Armor Giant was puzzled, but the movement of his hands did not stop.

"Not good, retreat quickly!" At this moment, the thin old man's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly.

But by this time, it was already too late.

Han Li's slightly bent body suddenly straightened, the Heavenly Fiend Suppressing Prison Art was activated, and the sound of explosions rang out on his arm. The Stellar Force in the Xuan Apertures burst forth, condensing into a huge white fist shadow outside his arm, and he suddenly smashed upwards.

With a "Boom" sound!

The octagonal hammer surrounded by demonic energy was struck hard and broke directly at the point where the head and handle met. The huge hammerhead flew backwards, like a falling meteor, drawing an arc of light in the night sky, and was not sure where it landed.

A powerful force still rotated upwards on the hammer handle, directly wrapping around the Demonic Armor Giant's arm, climbing up like a noose, heading straight for his shoulders and head.

"Bang bang bang..."

A series of explosions continued to sound. The armor on the Demonic Armor Giant's arm, along with his flesh and blood, was twisted into pieces by the force. Even the exposed, eerie white bones were twisted and deformed inch by inch, almost becoming like hemp.

At this time, the old man in green robes suddenly flashed and came to the Demonic Armor Giant's shoulder. He raised a palm and heavily struck his shoulder.

A green light condensed on his palm, seemingly without much power being released outwards, but the force contained within was extremely astonishing.

The Demonic Armor Giant's shoulder sounded like a thunderclap. The green light suddenly surged down from his shoulder, colliding with Han Li's force, and exploded with a bang, completely blasting the Demonic Armor Giant's arm into powder.

However, it was precisely the violent impact of these two forces that completely neutralized Han Li's force, otherwise, if that force had been allowed to continue upwards, it would not only have been the Demonic Armor Giant's entire arm that was twisted off.

"Thank you, Qu Lao..." The demonic energy on the Demonic Armor Giant's body contracted, and his figure quickly returned to its original state, speaking respectfully.

Although his expression was a bit miserable, no matter how painful the wound on his shoulder was, he never uttered a sound.

"Although almost all of this person's fist force has been neutralized by me, there is still some residual force in your wound. Don't try to regenerate flesh and blood before this force completely disappears, otherwise, there will be endless troubles." The thin old man landed in front of him and instructed.

Seeing this, Han Li retracted his hand, stood with his hands behind his back, and had no intention of continuing the pursuit.

"Fellow Daoist Li has injured people twice in a row. Isn't that a little too disrespectful to our Night Sun City?" Shi Pokong stepped forward, sneered, and said.

"I spared their two lives. The Third Prince should be grateful." Han Li laughed.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Li has gained a lot in the Scaled Void Realm. Now you have the confidence to challenge our entire Holy Clan?" Shi Pokong's expression became even more serious. He gently rubbed his fingers and said slowly.

"The Third Prince doesn't need to scare me with the Demon Race. Li has no intention of being an enemy of the Demon Race. However, if the Third Prince insists on forcing Li today, I don't mind causing a scene in this Night Sun City. I know that as a capital city, Night Sun City naturally has no shortage of senior experts with formidable strength, such as the Qu Lao in front of us, who is very extraordinary." As Han Li spoke, he glanced at the thin old man.

The latter's eyes were like stars, and his gaze fell on Han Li, becoming even brighter. His aura also climbed to its peak. The aura on his whole body changed completely, no longer looking as harmless as before.

"But so what? As long as Li is determined to fight to the death, even if I can't destroy half of Night Sun City, I can destroy half of the Demon Palace Imperial City. At that time, the Third Prince, as the person in charge, will probably be hard to blame, right? What's more, when the First Prince was in charge, it was such a peaceful and prosperous time. How many years has it been since the Third Prince destroyed the Imperial City? Which is better and which is worse, the difference is obvious. So, haha... I don't need to say more, right?" Han Li smiled indifferently and continued.

Shi Pokong's expression did not change, but his heart was pondering.

He had already thought about what Han Li said, and even understood the result afterwards. His father would definitely be furious and remove him from his position as the person in charge, and Shi Jingyan would definitely take the opportunity to rise.

In that case, his hard work to get rid of Shi Zhanfeng would be making a wedding dress for others.

The reason why he hesitated was only because there was still one thing he couldn't determine, that was whether Han Li really had the ability to destroy half of the Demon Palace Imperial City?

"This person's Xuan cultivation is far beyond mine. It may not be difficult to defeat him, but it is very difficult to kill him. What he said about destroying half of the Holy Palace Imperial City is not a false statement..." At this moment, Qu Lao's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

After a moment of silence, Shi Pokong suddenly smiled and said:

"Originally, I wanted to recruit Fellow Daoist Li to my command to create a glorious foundation together, but now it seems that I was just wishful thinking. Since Fellow Daoist Li insists, I can't force it anymore. However, once this matter is over, I hope that Fellow Daoist Li will abide by the agreement and leave the Holy Region immediately."

"That's natural. It's just that I'll need to borrow the inter-boundary teleportation array from your clan at that time." Han Li smiled.

"Tomorrow morning, Fellow Daoist Li can come to the Holy Palace, and I will send you away." Shi Pokong naturally hoped to send away the plague god Han Li as soon as possible, and agreed.

"Then I'll have to trouble the Third Prince... Since there's nothing else here, please go back." Han Li smiled, actually issuing an eviction order like the master of the house.

Shi Pokong's face stiffened, he gritted his teeth, and turned around and left with a few people.