The figure of the black-armored man gradually became clearer, his deep, night-like aura seemingly pressing the surrounding air thin. Lin Tian clenched his fists, feeling an unprecedented pressure, as if the whole world was closing in on him. Zi Dian also gritted his teeth, his eyes gleaming with intensity, ready to face a life-or-death battle at any moment.
"The King of Yinyuan..." Lin Tian murmured, his gaze fixed on the mysterious man before him, a strong sense of impending danger rising in his heart.
The man's voice was low and resonant, as if it came from the depths of a millennia-old abyss: "Han Yuan can no longer bind me. You think that by controlling Han Yuan's power, you can transcend everything. Yet, you will never understand—Yinyuan is the true ruler of this world."
"Yinyuan?" Lin Tian raised an eyebrow, sensing a cold force emanating from the man, his confusion deepening. "What exactly are you? Why do you seek to prevent me from inheriting Han Yuan?"
"Prevent?" The King of Yinyuan chuckled coldly, casting a disdainful glance at Lin Tian. "I'm not here to stop you; I'm here to merge Han Yuan with Yinyuan, to truly control everything. You think you can defeat everything just by inheriting Han Yuan's power? You're wrong. True power doesn't lie within Han Yuan, but in the depths of Yinyuan!"
As his words fell, the King of Yinyuan's figure suddenly vanished like a phantom. Lin Tian blinked, and in the next instant, the man was standing right before him, his eyes as dark as the abyss, radiating a consuming aura.
"You are but a mere heir; true power cannot be controlled," the King of Yinyuan said, reaching out. The black mist in the air quickly coalesced into a massive demonic claw, striking toward Lin Tian.
Lin Tian's eyes flashed with determination, and his spirit pearl suddenly erupted in light. The icy blue radiance clashed with the dark demonic claw, and a deafening roar followed.
"Boom—"
A powerful shockwave tore through the surrounding landscape, sending Lin Tian flying backward, his heart shaken. This force was far beyond his imagination. Just as the power of Han Yuan had awakened within him, before he could fully control it, he was already facing such a formidable foe.
Zi Dian quickly followed, darting forward with lightning speed, electric arcs swirling around Lin Tian to protect him from further attacks.
"Lin Tian!" Zi Dian shouted anxiously. "We can't fight him right now! We must find a chance to escape!"
Lin Tian clenched his teeth, stabilizing his stance forcefully, his eyes cold. "We can't escape. He's already locked onto us."
The King of Yinyuan's voice echoed again: "You pitiful creatures dare to oppose me. The legacy of Han Yuan is now a part of me, and now, you will pay for your foolishness!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand lightly, and the black demonic energy instantly enveloped the entire space. Lin Tian and Zi Dian felt the air compress tightly, making it hard to breathe.
At this moment, Chu Changsheng suddenly leaped out, his long sword flashing, silver light pouring like rain toward the King of Yinyuan. His movements were like a meteor streaking across the night sky, swift and accompanied by an irresistible force.
"Yinyuan's power… will eventually lead to disaster. Do you truly believe you can control it?" Chu Changsheng said coldly, his voice carrying an unassailable authority.
The King of Yinyuan looked at Chu Changsheng, a glint of contempt in his eyes: "You are but a passerby. You can't even bear a sliver of my aura, and you dare speak here. Your existence is ultimately that of ants!"
As his voice fell, the entire space suddenly distorted. Black mist spread, covering the entire land. Lin Tian felt an indescribable heaviness, as though his soul itself was being crushed, making even breathing extremely difficult.
"This aura... I can't bear it!" Zi Dian said in terror. "We must leave quickly!"
Lin Tian gritted his teeth, thinking to himself: "Can Han Yuan's power contend with this?"
Just as he was about to call upon the power within his spirit pearl, he suddenly felt the will of Han Yuan awaken within him once more. A steady flow of power surged through his body, instantly dispelling the pressure.
"Break for me—" Lin Tian shouted, and the Han Yuan power within his spirit pearl erupted, forming a brilliant ice-blue light curtain that completely separated the surrounding black mist.
The King of Yinyuan's eyes flickered with surprise: "You can actually call upon Han Yuan's power?"
Lin Tian said nothing, only staring coldly at him: "If you want to fight me for the power, then come and try!"
As his words fell, he leaped into the air, the Han Yuan power swirling around him, charging toward the King of Yinyuan, his form like flowing frost, carrying boundless coldness.
The King of Yinyuan's eyes flashed with cold light, sneering: "You are but an heir. Han Yuan's power can never truly be controlled."
He swung his black demonic claw to meet Lin Tian's attack, and the two powerful forces collided, producing a deafening roar.
The entire world seemed to shake. Cracks began to spread across the space, and black and ice-blue light intertwined, tearing apart the previously calm void.
Lin Tian's heart was filled with determination. This battle was no longer about survival; it was about truly mastering Han Yuan's power, to face even greater challenges.
The King of Yinyuan's voice echoed once more: "You are nothing more than a plaything of fate. You cannot defeat me."
Lin Tian sneered: "Fate? I never believed in fate!"
As his words fell, the power of Han Yuan erupted once again, clashing against the King of Yinyuan's demonic energy. The two endless forces intertwined in the air, and the outcome was destined—who would dominate.