Chapter 737 - 731: Why Is Your Human Emperor Banner Giving Off Black Smoke?

The Demon Lord’s pride made it impossible for him to accept the result of surrender.

However...

He truly couldn’t hold on any longer.

Judging from the current battle situation, if he didn’t surrender, in at most three to five minutes, the Demon Lord would perish.

He practiced for countless years to reach his current cultivation.

To perish like this, how could he be willing?

Under the threat of death, the Demon Lord finally made a decision.

Choose dignity or life; there is no doubt that most people would choose the latter.

"As long as the green hills last, there will be no shortage of firewood!" Thinking of this, the Demon Lord gritted his teeth and shouted, "I surrender."

Lin Yuan: "?????"

The Demon Lord’s surrender left Lin Yuan bewildered.

Lin Yuan thought, you’re surrendering?

You are the Demon Lord, a dignified one among the Four Great Primordial Spirits, a Tier One Powerhouse, and you want to surrender to me?

Really, don’t you even care about your pride?

Returning Ruins Arena, this was Lin Yuan’s only chance to kill the Demon Lord.

How could he be willing to just let the Demon Lord go?

Therefore, even if the Demon Lord surrendered, Lin Yuan continued to swing his sword towards him.

Then, at that moment, a rift appeared behind the Demon Lord, an exit from the Returning Ruins Arena.

The Demon Lord didn’t hesitate and directly slipped out, leaving behind a message: "Lin Yuan, I’ll wait for you outside."

"If I catch you, I’ll cut you into pieces and dismember you."

The Demon Lord slipped out through the exit, and Lin Yuan, without thinking, wanted to follow and chase him down.

At that moment, an old voice sounded behind Lin Yuan: "Why are you chasing after?"

"Chasing to your death?"

Hearing this, Lin Yuan was startled, stopped in his tracks, and stood there in a daze.

In the Returning Ruins Arena, everyone is equal; the Demon Lord wasn’t his match.

But outside the Returning Ruins Arena, it’s a different story.

Outside the Returning Ruins, the Demon Lord was a Tier One Powerhouse, while he was just a small fry.

If he chased him out now and was caught by the Demon Lord, he’d be in serious trouble.

Wait!

At that moment, Lin Yuan suddenly realized something.

Inside the Returning Ruins Arena, it was just him and the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord had run away, so who was speaking behind him?

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan quickly turned around to look behind him.

He saw a chubby old man in a red robe, looking amiable and harmless.

However, Lin Yuan was sure that this chubby old man was definitely not simple.

The red robe seemed off, making one shiver.

The red of the robe seemed like it was dyed with fresh blood.

"Who are you?" Lin Yuan asked warily.

The chubby old man replied with a smile, still looking as harmless as ever: "I’m not a person; I’m the Array Spirit of the Returning Ruins Arena."

"You won this duel, and I’m here to give you a prize."

Looking closely, the chubby old man indeed wasn’t human.

His figure was quite ethereal, clearly an energy being comprised of a mass of energy.

However, the energy was so solid that it was difficult to distinguish reality from illusion.

Lin Yuan: "?????"

Lin Yuan was stunned, then exclaimed in surprise, "There’s a prize?"

"Of course!"

"It’s such a dangerous duel; we can’t let you come for nothing," the chubby old man replied confidently.

"What’s the prize?" Lin Yuan asked the chubby old man.

After hearing this question, the chubby old man fumbled around in his robe and took out a dazzling golden banner.

A banner?

The Demon Lord also has one.

Wa Huang seemed to have one too.

It seems that reaching the Tier One level, they no longer use conventional weapons like swords and staves, but prefer to refine banners, towers, and bells as magical treasures.

However, from its aura alone, this shimmering golden banner was clearly more formidable than the Demon Lord’s Black Banner.

The chubby old man was generous, not hesitating at all; with a wave of his hand, the golden banner flew towards Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan caught the golden banner and asked, "What abilities does this banner have?"

The chubby old man shook his head and replied, "This banner isn’t mine, and I haven’t acknowledged its master, so I don’t know what abilities it has; you’ll need to explore it yourself."

"In any case, it’s a very powerful magical treasure."

"It must have a name, right?" Lin Yuan said, injecting energy into the banner and attempting to wave it a few times.

"Name?" The chubby old man was taken aback, then said, "Yes, it has a name. This banner is called the Human Emperor’s Banner."

"Human Emperor’s Banner..." Lin Yuan repeated the name, but something felt off.

Just now, as he tried waving the golden banner, it unexpectedly started issuing black smoke.

"Senior, is this right?"

"Why is your Human Emperor’s Banner emitting black smoke?" Lin Yuan asked, puzzled.

The chubby old man awkwardly scratched his head, then earnestly replied, "Boy, you’re seeing things. Smoke is smoke, as long as it kills, it’s good smoke."

Lin Yuan: "?????"

Lin Yuan looked bewildered, but he was at a loss for words.

This Human Emperor’s Banner was indeed formidable, undoubtedly a Tier One magical treasure.

At this moment, another idea popped into Lin Yuan’s mind.

If winning a duel in the Returning Ruins Arena allowed one to obtain treasures...

Then...

Could he invite Elder Bai and the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder, people on his side, to duel and have them surrender...

Using this bug-like method, he could acquire treasures.

"Senior, since the Demon Lord can invite me for a duel, can I invite others to duel..." Lin Yuan tentatively asked.

The chubby old man showed a knowing expression and asked, "Are you thinking of inviting your friends and relatives to duel and have them surrender to cheat me of my treasures..."

"How did you know?" Lin Yuan blurted out.

His thought had just formed when the old man said it out loud.

Lin Yuan wondered, could it be that this chubby old man could read minds?

"Hmph!" The chubby old man snorted coldly and said angrily, "Your trick was used many years ago by a little brat who loved playing with fire."

"The rules have changed now; everyone can only enter the Returning Ruins Arena once in their lifetime."

Lin Yuan: "?????"

"A little brat who loved playing with fire?"

"Who?" Lin Yuan muttered to himself.

The chubby old man seemed to have heard Lin Yuan’s muttering and replied, "His surname is Feng, but everyone calls him the Sui Ren Clan."

Hearing this reply, Lin Yuan’s mind buzzed.

The Sui Ren Clan.

He was an ancestor of humanity.

An existence far older than the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

To be referred to by the chubby old man as a little brat who loved playing with fire.

Moreover, the chubby old man seemed to harbor deep resentment towards the Sui Ren Clan.

It appeared that the Sui Ren Clan had tricked quite a few treasures from him back in the day.

So, this chubby old man might be an ancient being!

He has lived far longer than the so-called Four Great Primordial Spirits like Wa Huang and the Demon Lord.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan tentatively asked the chubby old man, "Senior, who are you, and how long have you lived?"