However, it was still Zu An who understood Zhao Han the best. With his cultivation, there was no way Zhao Han would die so easily here.

Sure enough, a second later, the lava suddenly surged. It seemed that an intense battle was currently happening inside. A few breaths of time later, the lava parted. A human figure rushed into the air. Who else could it be but Zhao Han? The giant Earthflame Devil was ripped in half. Then, it turned into lava and disappeared again.

Zhao Han didn’t act overconfident this time and flew back instead. He wasn’t in the best shape; his hair was scattered. His hair and beard were singed too. Even his clothes had several large holes burned away, the skin underneath clearly visible. There was even a scent of scorched flesh in the air…

Humiliation!

That was the only word on Zhao Han’s mind. He had always been domineering and proud; when had he ever suffered this greatly? He really had embarrassed himself in front of the younger generation.

However, Zu An and the others were still full of admiration. After all, not only...