"Why don't you want the relic of Blood Legion?" Han Sen frowned at Nan Litian.
Nan Litian looked at Han Sen and asked, "Are you Han Jingzhi's heir?"
"Didn't I tell you? My great-grandfather's name is Han Jinzhi, but he's not the one from the Blueblood Special Forces," Han Sen said.
Nan Litian frowned, as if he was thinking of something.
"Are you really not Han Jingzhi's heir?"
Nan Litian thought for a while, and then he said to himself, "What if he isn't his heir?
Then why do you have the relic? If you really are his heir, you wouldn't be carrying it around. "
"You still haven't told me why only the Han family wants the relic of Blood Legion." Han Sen looked at Nan Litian.
"If you aren't Han Jingzhi's heir, then that's none of your business. But since you know who I really am, I can't let you live." Nan Litian summoned a dagger and threw it towards Han Sen.
Han Sen was bound by the flower, so he couldn't dodge. He only had his Demon Heart Ring, Crystal Egg, and Bulwark Umbrella left, so he had to summon the umbrella to block the dagger.
The Bulwark Umbrella opened up to protect his body. The dagger struck the umbrella, but it was unable to break it. Still, it was able to knock the umbrella to the side.
Nan Litian summoned his green knife again and aimed it at Han Sen's throat.
Bulwark Umbrella couldn't come back in time, so there was nothing to block the dagger.
Seeing that the dagger was going to stab him, Han Sen used Super Spank to try and break the stamen. But he couldn't break it. It didn't even look like it was going to break.
The tree's level was too high, and Han Sen believed it was at least a sacred-blood geno plant.
Seeing that the tip of the knife was going to stab him, Han Sen couldn't care less. He activated Super King Spirit. He wanted to see if Super King Spirit could break free from the stamen.
Han Sen's body was enveloped in a blazing white brilliance. His pupils turned white, and his short black hair was also dyed white. It grew rapidly in the blazing light, and in a moment, it had turned into a head of long blazing white hair.
After transforming into the Super King Spirit mode, Han Sen did not have the strength to break free from the stamens. The stamens loosened and let go of Han Sen's body.
Han Sen didn't even have time to dodge. The stamens stretched out and wrapped around the straight knife that was going to stab Han Sen. They entangled the straight knife, making it unable to fly any further. It was as if they were protecting Han Sen.
"What's going on?"
Han Sen moved his body, and he was surprised to see that the stamens weren't hostile to him.
The stamens of the flowers twisted together to form a disc. They held Han Sen from below, but they didn't tie him up like they had done before.
Nan Litian's eyes opened wide, and he stared at Han Sen in disbelief. A high-class geno plant seemed to be helping Han Sen, and it even looked like it was trying to flatter him.
"What's with your presence?
Why do you have the presence of a spirit? No, wait, you have the presence of a creature. You are not human. Who are you? "
Nan Litian looked at Han Sen in shock. Han Sen's situation was beyond his comprehension. How could a human possess the presence of a spirit and a creature?
Han Sen looked at his Super King Spirit mode, and he felt as if his presence wasn't just that of a spirit. It was as Nan Litian had said; it was like he was a creature.
But there were many types of creatures, and Han Sen couldn't tell which one it was.
Han Sen suddenly thought of the name Super King Spirit. If it was just a spirit, it should have been called King Spirit. If it was more advanced, it should have been called King Body.
Only a super creature would use the word super. The name Super King Spirit gave Han Sen a strange feeling. Now, Han Sen understood that Super King Spirit wasn't just a spirit; it was a creature.
"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that your life is in my hands." Han Sen walked over to Nan Litian, who was still tied up in the stamens.
Originally, he wanted to step on air and walk over, but when he took a step, those stamens stretched out and condensed into a disk, which was just right for him to step on.
Han Sen took another step forward, and the other stamens formed a new disc. It was like a staircase under Han Sen's feet.
He walked in front of Nan Litian and asked, "What is your position in Blood Legion?" Nan Litian's eyes were wide open, and he had no time to think about it.
Nan Litian's body was strong, but he couldn't break free. Nan Litian looked at Han Sen and said, "I am the heir of Hatred."
"You are one of the thirteen?" Han Sen looked at Nan Litian with disbelief.
Nan Litian was strong, but Han Sen thought he was missing something. He didn't look like God's Retribution.
"I am just an heir. I am not a member of Hatred," Nan Litian said.
"What's the difference?" Han Sen didn't understand the difference between an heir and a member of Hatred.
"Only those with the purest blood can become members of Hatred. I am just a member of a branch," Nan Litian said.
Just as Han Sen wished to ask more, he heard a noise coming from the forest. He turned around and saw the grass and leaves rustling. A little while later, a red pony emerged from the bushes with Bao 'er on its back.
When Han Sen was fighting Nan Litian, the pony had run off with Bao 'er on its back. He hadn't expected the pony to follow him into Hidden Truth Valley.
Han Sen was afraid that the cow head buried deep under the tree would hurt them, so he quickly went over and landed in front of the red pony.
"Dad!" Bao 'er jumped into Han Sen's arms.
Han Sen hugged Bao 'er, and he noticed something was hooked to the pony's tail. It was a golden rope, and the black unicorn was tied to it.
Han Sen was overjoyed. He hadn't expected the pony to drag the unicorn over.
Little Red swung its tail and released the Golden Dragon Lock. The unicorn that was tied up was breathing heavily. Perhaps it was because it was struggling too hard, but the Golden Dragon Lock tightened even more. It was already digging into its flesh.