Chapter 2770

Yan Aohan nodded. "Indeed, half an hour allows you to do many things. Other gods would truly be harmed by you. However…"

Yan Aohan looked at the Evil Emperor with a faint, mocking smile. "Evil Emperor, you seem to have forgotten that I am still here."

"I admit I cannot defeat you," the Evil Emperor insisted stubbornly. "But just because I cannot defeat you, it does not mean I cannot defeat the other gods."

"Of course, without me, you would have a chance. The problem is, I am here now." Yan Aohan looked at the Evil Emperor, speaking slowly and clearly. "Since I created this Reincarnation Realm, I can naturally destroy it. Even if it is in your hands, I can still destroy it."

After speaking, Yan Aohan bit his index finger. A drop of golden blood emerged.

"Reincarnation Realm, destroy." Yan Aohan flicked the drop of blood away.

The golden blood rose slowly, circled around the gods, and then rushed quickly toward the Reincarnation Realm. The Evil Emperor tried to dodge, but although he could move, the blood drop seemed to know exactly where the realm was. In his moment of hesitation, the blood entered the Reincarnation Realm.

Immediately, the Evil Emperor noticed cracks forming on the Reincarnation Realm in his hand.

"How is this possible?" The Evil Emperor’s expression changed slightly.

Yan Aohan spoke calmly. "I told you, I created this Reincarnation Realm, so I can destroy it. Did you think I was joking?"

Ignoring the Evil Emperor’s expression, Yan Aohan continued. "Evil Emperor, sometimes you cannot just take other people’s things. If you do, you must pay a price."

Hearing this, the Evil Emperor stopped looking at the Reincarnation Realm and threw it directly onto the ground. "Although this Reincarnation Realm is useless now, it at least helped me eliminate gods like the Yellow Emperor. I do not lose out."

The corner of Yan Aohan’s mouth curled up slightly. He flicked his finger again, and the Reincarnation Realm on the ground flew directly into his hand.

Yan Aohan placed the Reincarnation Realm in his palm, closed his hand slightly, and a mixed black-and-white light emitted from it. The Reincarnation Realm disappeared. Then, several figures appeared—they were the ancient gods of the universe who had been harmed by the Evil Emperor.

"Yellow Emperor."

"Wind God."

…

Every recognizable name was present.

Yan Aohan waved his hand, and these souls entered his palm and vanished.

"Emperor Yan, what about the Yellow Emperor and the others?" Hua Di looked at Yan Aohan with curiosity.

Yan Aohan explained, "Because I control reincarnation, I already possess one soul and one spirit of each of them. As you know, ordinary people have three souls and six spirits. This one soul and one spirit is a remnant soul, so it needs sleep to repair. I did not expect that the Reincarnation Mirror also contained one soul and two spirits of theirs. Now they have merged with the original one soul and one spirit. Thus, they have two souls and three spirits. With good sleep, they can fully repair in about five hundred years, and then we can arrange their reincarnation."

Hearing Yan Aohan’s words, the gods sighed in relief. "That is good."

"I never expected the Reincarnation Mirror to hide souls. This was beyond my imagination," the Evil Emperor said coldly, looking at Yan Aohan.

Although angry in his heart, the Evil Emperor knew he had lost. It was not a matter of life or death, but only about the souls of the gods. "If I had known there were souls here, I should have sucked them out."

"You could not have sucked them out," Yan Aohan said in his usual indifferent tone. "You are not me. You do not have the art of reincarnation. Even if the Reincarnation Mirror fell into your hands, its only use for you would be to confuse other gods. You could not utilize its true power."

Yan Aohan took a deep breath. "Speaking of which, I should thank you."

"Thank me?" The Evil Emperor felt a bad premonition.

"Yes, thank you." Yan Aohan nodded seriously. "If you had not brought the Reincarnation Mirror back, I would have forgotten about it."

"Did you not give it to the Chaos Abyss?" the Evil Emperor asked.

"Yes, I gave it to the Chaos Abyss, but only lent it. I told it to return it to me after using it. I never expected the god it found to be you." Yan Aohan looked at the Evil Emperor.

The Evil Emperor narrowed his eyes at Yan Aohan. He finally understood—he had been tricked by Yan Aohan.

"So, the Reincarnation Mirror did not crack?" the Evil Emperor asked.

"You saw it yourself. The surface did crack," Yan Aohan answered.

"So the Reincarnation Mirror was not destroyed. That is true, right?" the Evil Emperor pressed.

"Yes," Yan Aohan did not hide it. "That is indeed true." Yan Aohan’s calm gaze focused on the Evil Emperor. "The truth is, the outer layer that cracked was fake, a mere illusion. Only my Golden Blood of Emperor Yan can truly summon it."

After speaking, Yan Aohan snapped his fingers. A mirror appeared in his hand. It was no longer dull and gray. The frame was now radiant with spiritual energy, and the original black小鬼 (little ghost) base had transformed into a jade-carved red spider lily tray.

"This is the true appearance of the Reincarnation Mirror," Yan Aohan smiled at the Evil Emperor. "For the Reincarnation Mirror to exert its maximum power, it must undergo a cycle of reincarnation. That means escaping from a dangerous opponent and returning to my side. This is its reincarnation."

"So, the Reincarnation Mirror was not forged by you," the Evil Emperor said, looking at Yan Aohan.

"You are the Evil Emperor. Why do you believe everything I say?" Yan Aohan looked serious. "If I had the ability to forge the Reincarnation Mirror, why would I go out of my way to find a child with reincarnation abilities, take him as a disciple, and teach him the art of reincarnation? Was I bored out of my mind?"

Hearing this, the Evil Emperor nearly vomited blood from anger.

"You lied to me." The Evil Emperor looked at Yan Aohan, a trace of murderous intent appearing in his red eyes.

"You have lived long enough, yet you were still tricked by me. How stupid are you?" Yan Aohan’s sharp tongue was unleashed, causing the red light in the Evil Emperor’s eyes to flare up.

The other gods behind Yan Aohan also looked at him in disbelief. They had originally believed Yan Aohan was telling the truth, but now they realized it was all made up.

"Emperor Yan!" The Evil Emperor roared. "You deserve to die."

"In your heart, have you not always wished for my death?" Yan Aohan sneered. "If you did not want to fight me, you would not constantly think about possessing my body."

The Evil Emperor shook in the air from anger. The gods nearby almost thought he would fall from the sky.