At this moment, the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch was utterly terrified.

To him, the destruction of the flesh was of no consequence.

But if the soul were to be destroyed, he would be completely obliterated.

Survival is the instinct of all living beings.

Even the Demon Race is the same.

Faced with the fear of death, he, like ordinary people, showed survival instincts.

However, his threats appeared so pale and feeble.

Yang Yan completely ignored him and continued to focus on the Abyss Demon Monarch he was battling.

Ao Tian walked towards the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch with an ice spear, mocking disdainfully:

"Damn it, Demon Race, did you really think your bunch of neither-human-nor-ghost creatures were invincible?"

"Looking at your current state, even your ugly kind is not indestructible."

"If you come, we'll just have a good fight and see who gets the last laugh."

Seeing Ao Tian gradually approaching, the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch, transformed into a shadow, became even more terrified, his voice sounding panicked:

"You, you, you... don't come, don't come!"

Although the soul is the essence of life, without a physical body, its power is actually very weak.

When both soul and body were present, the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch couldn't defeat Ao Tian.

Much less now, when only the soul remains.

The Demon Race naturally has stronger souls than humans.

The death of the body doesn't affect the soul.

As long as they find a suitable new body, they can resurrect.

However, they don't seem to have any special soul cultivation methods, relying only on innate resilience to a certain extent for regeneration.

Once separated from the body, the soul is pathetically weak.

Now, even a slightly skilled cultivator randomly picked from the Hidden World could easily deal with the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch, who had nearly killed someone as powerful as Antula Dog.

Of course, the reason for such a result largely stems from the Demon Race's belief that their bodies are their greatest strength.

Because they focus on bodily cultivation while completely neglecting soul refinement.

"Hmph!"

Facing the fearful soul of the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch, Ao Tian snorted coldly, full of mockery:

"So even someone like you can experience fear."

As Ao Tian got closer, under the intense threat of death, the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch completely lost his demon pride.

He shivered on the ground, constantly pleading:

"Don't kill me, don't kill me. Please don't kill me..."

His soul, gripped by extreme fear, gradually shrank into a fist-sized black sphere.

Seeing Ao Tian's steps not pause at all, about to approach, the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch pleaded in panic:

"Ice Emperor, as long as you spare me, I will persuade my army not to attack this world..."

Ao Tian was unmoved, scolding with a sneer:

"Stop with the nonsense; you might be able to fool that old thing in Manhattan."

"With your capability, you probably don't even get to speak in the Demon Race!"

As he spoke, the ice spear in his hand became even more solid, already exuding a terrifying aura.

The Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch's begging voice abruptly stopped.

In an instant, it turned into a desperate scream.

But, Ao Tian didn't give him the chance to make noise.

Swish!

The ice spear left his hand, transforming into a white lightning, tearing through space with a muffled roar, accurately piercing the center of the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch's soul.

A thin layer of ice instantly encased the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch's soul, silencing him completely.

With Ao Tian sealing the Demon Soul of the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch, the blue spots in Yang Yan's eyes gradually faded, returning to their normal state.

He smirked, a hint of mockery on his lips, coldly looking at the distant Abyss Demon Monarch:

"I've played with you for so long; it's time to end this!"

From the unsightly face completely different from humans, Yang Yan couldn't discern his change in expression.

But it was clear that he sensed the total obliteration of the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch, causing his fierce battle intent to suddenly weaken.

Whoosh——

The Abyss Demon Monarch summoned two fiery magma balls and threw them at Yang Yan, then turned to escape into the Space Passage.

Unfortunately, Yang Yan wouldn't let him leave so easily!

Yang Yan's fingers flexed, and a huge Devouring Power appeared in his hand out of thin air.

In an instant, he absorbed the scorching energy contained in the two massive magma balls.

The burning embers turned into ordinary black ash, drifting silently.

"How is it possible, you... you also possess Devouring Power. Who are you truly!"

Watching the bizarre scene unfold, the Abyss Demon Monarch was aghast, his voice stammering.

Yang Yan chuckled lightly, pointing coldly behind the Abyss Demon Monarch:

"You should worry about how you'll escape from me!"

The Abyss Demon Monarch didn't understand, instinctively turning around.

At the next moment, his two lantern-like eyes nearly popped out.

Ordinarily, space passages were easy to rip apart, but after a fluctuation, there was no sign of cracking.

In battle, preventing opponents from fleeing by disturbing the space matrix to confine it is a common tactic.

Yet now, with Yang Yan standing calmly, the surrounding space matrix remained confined, which was inconceivable.

Only now did the Abyss Demon Monarch truly realize that this frail-looking human, who seemed crushable with a finger, was exhibiting abilities comparable to Demon Emperor Level of the Demon Race!

Such a horrifying existence, even he, as the Demon Monarch, could not muster any desire to fight.

Escape!

The sooner the better!

The further the better!

This Demon Monarch, who just viewed humans as ants and insignificant, finally felt the same fear as the Nine Netherworld Demon Monarch.

This thought was all-consuming.

No wonder he was the vanguard of the Demon Race army.

Once realizing Yang Yan's power, without hesitation, he flew away in black ashen lightning filled with Demonic Qi.

If he could escape Yang Yan's spatial control and successfully enter the Space Passage, he could survive.

Space confinement is also achievable by Demon Emperor-level demons.

However, it has range limitations.

The Abyss Demon Monarch believed with reason that once out of this range, entering countless space passages, even this human could not catch him.

But while ideas are beautiful, reality is cruel.

The Abyss Demon Monarch's escape speed was fast, but Yang Yan was faster.

His figure rapidly flashed, accompanied by space waves, and when Yang Yan reappeared, he stood mysteriously beside him.