CHAPTER 895: Leaving The City Of Wraiths

"Hahaha... " Portlem laughed out loud, obviously not taking Han Shuo's threat seriously. "You seem to have forgotten that you are in City of Wraith , my territory. No one will stand up for you!" Portlem said arrogantly.

The House of Batchelder was very influential in the City of Wraiths, and Portlem was the favoured young master of the House. With the House of Han recently losing its foothold in the City of Shadows, Portlem thought he was invincible. He knew that if he murdered Han Shuo right then and there, no one would make a sound.

"Young Master, let us deal with this brat," one of the Highgods standing beside Portlem said as he took a step forward. He had cultivated earth energy and possessed Early-stage Highgod strength. He had a Herculean physique and looked strong.

"Young Master, we can take care of him for you. He won't be able to escape," said another Highgod who cultivated Wind Energy. The two Highgods stood ready on either side of Portlem. They were ready to attack Han Shuo at Portlem's command.

As the most promising young blood of the House of Batchelder, Portlem had a bright future ahead of him. Some of the Highgods of the House of Batchelder had long looked to Portlem as their future patriarch. They would take any opportunity to win Portlem's favour.

Han Shuo was torn between laughter and tears when he saw that only two Early-stage Highgods were approaching him.

At the time when Han Shuo had dealt a blow to Portlem, they had indeed possessed similar strengths. But now, after so many years had passed, Han Shuo's strength had increased to the point where he could easily defeat overgod existences. Two Early-stage Highgods were no threat at all.

"Portlem, oh, Portlem... It seems you have been in the Death Domain for too long... So long that you have lost touch with reality..." Han Shuo said with a mocking smile. Han Shuo had fought and defeated Ralph and Aobashi in the City of Shadows. Han Shuo thought that Portlem probably did not pay too much attention to the news about him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought only two Highgods with him.

But Han Shuo was wrong. Portlem had heard the news from the City of Shadows, he just didn't believe it.

"Hehe, you are talking about defeating Aobashi, right? Bryan, only those who have never fought you would believe that you could defeat Aobashi! I have only been away from the City of Shadows for a few decades. Your strength couldn't have improved so quickly. Haha, I know that you and Wallace were putting on an act so that you could take over as head of the Fifth Corps. Do you think I can't figure out something as simple as that?" Obviously Portlem did not believe this so-called 'news' from the City of Shadows.

It wasn't entirely unreasonable for Portlem to think so. On Elysium, even the most talented expert would need a few hundred years to reach Mid-stage Highgodhood from Early-stage Highgodhood. He thought that Wallace and Han Shuo had conspired and faked that news.

Han Shuo couldn't help himself but laughed while shaking his head. Then, without saying another word, he started walking towards the city gate calmly. Han Shuo had not batted the two threatening Highgods an eye. He acted as though they weren't even there.

The arrogant and cocky attitude of Han Shuo had infuriated the two Early-stage Highgods. They did not wait for Portlem to give the command but simultaneously charged at Han Shuo with great rapport. It took them just an instant to deploy their Domains of Divinity, gather the elements of earth and wind, and launch their attacks.

They thrust an earth spear and a wind scimitar filled with the divine energies of earth and wind towards Han Shuo's chest.

<i >Clang!

When the earth spear and wind scimitar made contact with Han Shuo's chest, they did not melt through his flesh and bones like the two expected. Instead, it seemed as though their divine weapons had struck on extremely hard rock. Loud metallic clangs were heard and they were stopped.

In the next instance, two bursts of violent energy flowed through the divine weapons, shattering it before entering the two Highgods. The violent counter-attacking power had caught them off guard. They had been stunned and were sent flying backward.

Then, with a quick gesture, an invisible energy was injected into the shattered pieces of earth spear and wind scimitar. The broken pieces of weapons seemed as though they had become alive. They shot towards the two highgods at an even greater speed.

<i >Shhh-uckkk!

All of the shards entered the bodies of the two Highgods. However, they did not immediately die and not a drop of blood had left their body.

Those shards, maneuvered by an incorporeal energy, were as though hundreds of small scissors, making crunching noises from within their bodies. It was as though the two Highgods were being blended from the inside. They shrieked and cried with absolute horror and misery.

<i >Splat!

Finally, they exploded. Their shredded internal organs splattered everywhere and the loud, wild screams suddenly turned to silence.

Then Han Shuo exhaled a puff of grey air. The grey ball of air floated to their skulls and gently carried their divine souls to Han Shuo.

After ascending to the Skybreak Realm, Han Shuo had become extremely proficient in energy manipulation, so much so that he could even perform surgery at the cellular level using Demonic Yuan. Manipulating soul energy could not be easier for Han Shuo.

In a matter of moments, two energy-filled Highgods were turned into pools of blood in the most horrific and agonising way possible. Their cries of helplessness and misery echoed in the ears of the remaining House of Batchelder divine guards.

Suddenly, a divine guard at the city gate took a step back and announced, "This is a quarrel between you two. We have nothing to do with it!" He then immediately turned to his subordinates and ordered, "Open the gates!

The Divine Guard worked for Talbot, the City Lord. Not knowing Han Shuo's strength, he accepted Portlem's request to seal the city gate to prevent Han Shuo from escaping. But when he saw how easily Han Shuo slaughtered two Highgods, he realised how foolish he had been. He immediately switched sides to avoid a conflict with Han Shuo.

But Han Shuo did not even pay attention to the divine guard. He was simply too insignificant for him.

Han Shuo smiled slightly mockingly as he looked at the stunned Portlem. He shook his head and sighed, "Huhu, how pitiful of you, Portlem. You'd rather believe in a conspiracy and make such a feeble attempt to kill me. Pathetic."

Portlem was stunned. He had just seen two powerful Highgod experts slaughtered by Han Shuo. There wasn't even a real fight. From start to finish, Han Shuo looked as if he had barely used any power, as if killing two Highgods was as easy as killing two ants. It was obvious to Portlem that Han Shuo's strength was more than a level higher than those Highgods. Perhaps only a Late-stage Highgod expert like his father could do this without breaking a sweat.

"So... it wasn't a joke..." the ashen Portlem muttered. This so-called 'prodigy' of the House of Batchelder suddenly realised how insignificant he was compared to Han Shuo.

"You know, sometimes in life you just have to accept your fate!" The smiling Han Shuo relaxedly walked over to Portlem and struck him with his bare palm.

A tremendous force, like a mountain with the density of a neutron star, crushed Portlem. His neck, spine and legs bent into unnatural shapes before his body exploded with a bang.

Han Shuo had never shown mercy to his enemies. Portlem had sealed his fate ever since he tried to lay a finger on Phoebe, Emily and the others. Even if Portlem had not shown up that day, Han Shuo would have sent someone to get rid of him if Portlem had returned to his mind.

Han Shuo understood that if a character like Portlem was spared his life, it would only be a matter of time before he would harm the House of Han. Although Han Shuo was not afraid of being attacked himself, he did not want any possibility of his family clan members being threatened.

After collecting Portlem's divine soul, Han Shuo scanned the House of Batchelder divine guards with his eyes and calmly said, "You should all know who I am. Hehe, tell your patriarch that I'm going to Witherbone City. He can find me there if he wants revenge!"

The divine guards of the House of Batchelder immediately backed away from Han Shuo, as if they were afraid that Han Shuo would kill them.

The city gate in front of Han Shuo was hastily opened by the divine guards in charge. They tactfully cleared the way and watched as Han Shuo strutted out of the city.