"If it's a happy occasion, let's not fight on such a joyous occasion. It's bad luck to bleed," Han Sen said as he retreated.
"My sect's disciples are all proud of blood. When there's an important festival, we will definitely use blood as a sacrifice. How is it inauspicious?
Since you are a member of the Qin family, you should sacrifice yourself for the coffin. When I rule the world, your family will be rewarded, "Mister Li said, as he flew in front of Han Sen like a gust of wind.
Han Sen was prepared for this, though. He leaped onto the roof and approached the Nine-Life Cat.
The Nine-Life Cat pendant in his arms was very hot. Now, he was sure it wasn't the bronze coffin that was causing the pendant to react. It was the Nine-Life Cat that was causing it to react.
The Nine-Life Cat pendant was able to suppress blue blood, and this Nine-Life Cat had been guarding the coffin. If it was the Nine-Life Cat, it might have been able to change the situation.
Mister Li looked at Han Sen, intending to chase after him. But when he saw the Nine-Life Cat, he stopped and frowned.
Han Sen was happy to see Mister Li react this way. He squatted down next to the Nine-Life Cat.
The Nine-Life Cat didn't move. Mister Li looked at it and said, "The coffin is open. Why don't you leave?
Do you really think Blood Legion won't kill you? "
The Nine-Life Cat squinted its eyes and smiled. It stood up and jumped on top of Han Sen's head. Han Sen didn't have time to react, though. The cat's tail swayed behind Han Sen's back as it looked down at Mister Li.
Han Sen saw that the Nine-Life Cat wasn't going to hurt him, so he didn't do anything. He thought to himself, "What's going on?
Why is the relic of Blood Legion going against their leader? "
Mister Li looked at the Nine-Life Cat on top of Han Sen's head. He raised his hand and tried to strike it.
Han Sen wanted to dodge, but the Nine-Life Cat was on top of his head. Han Sen wanted to dodge, but he couldn't.
But Han Sen suddenly felt his chest heat up. The Nine-Life Cat pendant was glowing red. Han Sen's entire body was covered in a red light. An extremely strong power was injected into his body. Han Sen felt as if he could break the universe with a single punch.
Han Sen felt his body swell up, and he threw a punch at Mister Li. His red fist hit Mister Li's hand and sent him flying.
Mister Li's legs slid a dozen meters on the ground, leaving two deep grooves in the ground. Blue blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
"You have the relic? Aren't you a descendant of a Saint?
Who are you? "Mister Li stared at Han Sen.
"I told you I was Han Jingzhi's descendant."
Han Sen was pleasantly surprised. The Nine-Life Cat pendant in front of his chest kept pouring power into his body. He was wrapped in a red light, and his power was unimaginable.
"Han Jingzhi's descendant? You deserve to die!" Mister Li threw a punch at Han Sen.
Instead of dodging, Han Sen threw a punch at Mister Li, who was now surrounded by a red light.
Pang!
Mister Li couldn't block Han Sen's punch, and his body was sent flying.
Han Sen stepped on the roof, and Han Sen teleported in front of Mister Li.
Han Sen's fists were like a storm raining down on Mister Li. The speed and power he felt was something Han Sen had never felt before, and he felt as if he could shatter a stardust with a snap of his fingers.
At first, Mister Li was able to use his fists to block a few of the blows, but under such a powerful force, his defense was quickly broken.
Han Sen's punches continued to hit Mister Li like he was a sandbag. Mister Li's body was twisted, and he kept coughing up blood.
"Ah Lu!" Han Sen was so excited, he kept on throwing punches at Mister Li, and he couldn't help but copy Xie Qing King's mantra.
Boom!
Mister Li was sent flying by Han Sen's punch. His body slammed into the ground, creating a deep trench. His body hit the coffin and came to a stop.
Han Sen wanted to go over and kill Mister Li to avoid further trouble, but he couldn't.
But Mister Li was still leaning against the coffin, and he said, "Han Jingzhi destroyed my organization, and now his descendant is ruining my plans. I don't want Blood Legion to be destroyed by the Han family. I am so close to becoming a god."
"Becoming a god?
What kind of god? "When Han Sen heard this, his heart jumped.
"You are Han Jingzhi's descendant. Don't you know that the goal of Blood Legion is to become a god?" Mister Li said, spitting out blood.
"How do you become a god?" Han Sen frowned.
"Break the Void and enter the Fifth God's Sanctuary. You can become a god, but I don't think I have the chance, and neither does Han Jinzhi. You have the best chance," Mister Li said.
"Why doesn't Han Jingzhi have a chance?" Han Sen asked.
"His potential is too low. There's no way he can become a god. He's just like me." Mister Li mocked.
Han Sen wanted to kill Mister Li, but he had too many questions to ask. So, he asked, "Why do spirits and humans exist in Blood Legion?
Was Blood Legion created by humans or spirits? "
Mister Li wiped the blood from his mouth and said, "It looks like Han Jingzhi didn't tell you anything. Are you really his descendant?"
"What does that have to do with anything?" Han Sen asked.
"Yes."
Mister Li said, "Blood Legion was created by humans, but it was also created by spirits."
"What do you mean?" Han Sen frowned.
Mister Li smiled and said, "What do you think humans are?
Where did we come from? "
Han Sen's heart jumped, and he thought to himself, "Was the creator of Blood Legion a creature from the sanctuaries?
But then he went to the Alliance?
Just like Asura? "
Mister Li nodded, then shook his head and said, "You are only half right. Asura was nothing. He killed a god that was injured.
But the creator of Blood Legion, the ancestor of all humans, broke the Void and arrived in the Fifth God's Sanctuary. "