"You dare kill my servant! Fine, very well!"

The Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch was clearly extremely agitated, yet upon witnessing this scene, he laughed instead of getting angry.

At that moment, the black aura around him gradually dissipated, revealing his unchanged appearance.

Even the right arm that Yang Yan had destroyed appeared once again!

"Are you really of the Demon Race?"

Yang Yan scrutinized the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch from head to toe, asking with some curiosity.

This bizarre scene left Yang Yan somewhat astonished.

Such potent regenerative abilities, no wonder it evoked such a strong reaction from Sass.

"Now you know fear, but it's too late!"

The Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch stretched his right hand toward the direction of the creature's deceased body.

A black vortex began to form in the palm of his right hand.

As the creature's body came into contact with the black mist, it began to wither rapidly.

Strands of black aura emanated from it, rushing towards the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch immediately.

Only when the body ceased emitting the black aura did the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch retract his hand in satisfaction, closing his eyes with a look of enjoyment.

Yang Yan watched the entire process from the side, his gaze growing even more profound.

He knew this was likely a method of absorbing the energy of others to enhance his power or heal himself.

Sure enough, a demon is a demon!

Always fond of such wicked methods.

"I know you are of the Demon Race, and I also know you have deep ties with those foreign individuals from the Exotic Realm."

"However, running into me today is your bad luck. My Star Night is just eager to taste the flavor of your blood!"

Yang Yan sneered at him, once again raising his Star Night, speaking slowly:

"Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch, right? I'm giving you a chance to live!"

"Kill all these people, then kneel and call me master, accept the Soul Contract, and I'll reluctantly consider sparing your life, how about it?"

"Moonlight Emperor, you're dreaming!"

The Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch hadn't even responded when Gabriel, who was hiding aside, changed her expression and shouted sternly.

"Oh oh! You're still alive! Sorry, almost forgot about you."

Yang Yan said casually, as if Gabriel's presence didn't matter at all to him.

Being so ignored by Yang Yan, Gabriel almost spat blood in anger.

Could it be that she, the proud leader of the Blazing Angel Legion, was deemed as insignificant as cannon fodder?

"You too, of course, there's an additional condition, spend the night with me, how about it? I think your figure is quite decent, and your face is, well, just passable."

Seeing Gabriel's face turn livid, Yang Yan couldn't help but continue with his cheeky smile.

As he spoke, his gaze deliberately roamed up and down Gabriel's body.

Hearing this, Gongsun Ruyan and the others behind Yang Yan were slightly taken aback, then exchanged glances and smiled helplessly.

It seemed Yang Yan was naturally blessed with luck in romance, never lacking women around him.

But the most important thing was that this guy acted like an emotional idiot, utterly clueless about wooing women.

Otherwise, Gongsun Ruyan, Mu Qingcheng, and Zhuge Wushuang would not still be single.

Even when the three tried to express their feelings to Yang Yan, he would always dodge with jokes or slither away.

Gabriel understood Yang Yan to some extent, knowing of course that he was deliberately provoking her.

Even so, being teased like this, she, the dignified leader of the Blazing Angels, couldn't help but fume with anger.

"Kid! You're too arrogant!"

The Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch gritted his teeth, speaking from the sidelines.

"What's the matter?"

Yang Yan finally managed to redirect his gaze from Gabriel's ample chest, turning his head with some bewilderment toward the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch, sneering as he said:

"Could it be... you also have your sights set on this old woman, Gabriel?"

This nearly made Gabriel faint on the spot.

This guy is simply too outrageous!

"No matter who you are, I want you dead!"

The demonic aura surrounding the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch once again intensified, releasing like a tangible force.

Raising his right hand, a black, flickering flame appeared instantly on his palm.

This flame carried a devouring power that burned everything, greedily scorching the air.

In an instant, the eternal ice around them melted swiftly, and the frigid air turned scorching.

Though Yang Yan's face didn't change, he was secretly on guard.

Anyone could see that this flame was no simple thing.

Getting caught in it inadvertently would certainly result in a heavy loss.

"Go!"

With a commanding shout, the flame hovering over the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch's palm shot toward Yang Yan.

This small flame, upon leaving the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch's palm, expanded with the wind.

In an instant, it transformed into a fiery net, rapidly enveloping Yang Yan.

Knowing well its potency, Yang Yan had no intention of confronting this fiery net.

The moment the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch attacked, Yang Yan had already pivoted, retreating swiftly, maintaining a certain distance from the flame.

Only after the flame dissipated did Yang Yan suddenly stop, grinning at the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch:

"Demon Monarch, Demon Monarch, as a man, I am responsibly telling you, you're not up to it!"

"So, don't get any ideas about this old woman."

Missing his strike and being taunted again by Yang Yan, the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch's face turned livid with a surge of teeth-clenching.

He snorted coldly, ignoring Yang Yan's comments, and turned to look at Gongsun Ruyan, Zhuge Wushuang, and Fu Changjian.

Though the aura of these three wasn't weak, they seemed easier to handle than Yang Yan in his eyes!

With that thought, the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch hesitated no more, flashing in shape and charging toward the three.

His speed at that moment increased by another margin over before.

"You sinister creature, who told you to flee in front of me!"

Seeing the direction of his attack, how could Yang Yan not discern his intention?

He was not one to watch his subordinates get slain before him by an enemy, not hesitating even for a moment, he directly intervened.

Gongsun Ruyan and the other two realized this person was hard to provoke, all urgently utilizing their body techniques to leap back several hundred meters.

By then, Yang Yan had also caught up.

The sharp tearing sound of the air came from the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch's rear, as flames appeared out of the air.

The sight resembled Yang Yan's sharp blade slicing through the atmosphere.

In reality, the air couldn't hinder his Star Night even a bit.

The Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch's expression drastically changed, hastily turning his head.

The scene before him left him utterly terrified!

The white blade light seemed to become the only color existing between heaven and earth.

That cold glint, carrying an infinite sense of danger, magnified continuously in his eyes.

Having already experienced Yang Yan's attacks, the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch felt a tremor in his heart and mind, instinctively wanting to dodge.

"Ah!"

By then, it was too late to flee.

Resolved, the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch gritted his teeth, extending his right hand to block Yang Yan's assault.

Swish!

Along with a piercing whistle, his sharp talon-like fingers emitted a mysterious black glow.

Crackle... Crackle...

Strands of black demonic aura covered it, a vast mass of demonic energy abruptly rising, enveloping the whole of the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch's right hand.