Han Sen wanted to practice more, but he did not expect Sword Prince to be so quick and direct.
Han Sen opened his eighth gene lock, and as he did so, the sword turned purple. It looked as if blood was about to drip from the blade.
Han Sen had gained a lot of sacred geno points, and now that he had opened his eighth gene lock, he could hold on for a while longer.
Taia was like the wind, and it was right in front of Sword Prince.
Han Sen's sword suddenly sped up. Sword Ghost Prince was shocked, but this was exactly what he wanted. He swung his blacksteel greatsword in response.
Dong!
Half of Taia's broken sword actually managed to cut through Sword Demon Prince's Darksteel Greatsword. The sword's momentum didn't stop as it continued to slash towards Sword Demon Prince's chest.
Taia was very hard, and if the user was strong enough, it could cut through steel as if it were mud. But if the user was not strong enough, Taia might not even be as sharp as a Z-steel sword.
If the user was strong, Taia would be strong. If the user was weak, Taia would be useless.
The Blood-Pulse Sutra was a skill that increased the fitness of the user, and Taia's blood powers were added to it.
Sword Prince did not expect this to happen, and it was too late for him to dodge.
However, the sacred-blood creature the size of a pigeon on Sword Demon Prince's shoulder, which was covered in dark green feathers, gave off a green glow and pecked at him with its beak.
"Good!"
Han Sen was happy. He had not come here to kill Sword Prince, but to kill the sacred-blood creature. Just as the green light was about to touch Taia, Han Sen swung his sword.
Blood sprayed like rain, and the bird's head was lopped off by Han Sen's sword.
"Sacred-Blood Creature Green Falcon killed. No beast soul gained. Consume its flesh to gain zero to ten sacred geno points randomly."
Sword Ghost Prince was enraged. He summoned another longsword and swung it towards Han Sen.
Han Sen's body turned red. His body swayed, but he was unable to dodge the sword. The longsword pierced his chest.
But Han Sen's eyes were cold. It was as if this was all part of his plan. He didn't fall back. Instead, he let the sword pierce through his chest. He was in front of Sword Ghost Prince now.
Ghost Sword Prince was shocked. He wanted to slash Han Sen's body, but Han Sen's Taia was faster than him. His head was lopped off in a single strike.
The spirits and creatures that had followed Sword Demon Prince to this place scattered, and Sword Demon Prince returned to the spirit stone with a look of dissatisfaction.
Lin He and the others chased after him, and they killed many creatures. They were all very happy, and they had never felt so happy since they had entered the Third God's Sanctuary.
In the past, when they fought spirits, they had to be careful. Even when they hunted sacred-blood creatures and royal spirits, they had to come up with a plan to kill them.
The royal spirit had brought many creatures and spirits to attack them, but they had been defeated by the few of them who had come with them.
…
It was late at night in Holy-Sword Shelter, and a man was walking towards a stone house with a torch in his hand. He knocked on the door three times.
With a creak, the stone door cracked open. The man immediately walked in, and the stone door carefully closed again.
"Brother Seven, why are you here?"
Inside the stone house, a middle-aged man with a full beard asked in surprise as he looked at the man holding the torch.
The man called Seventh Brother stuck the torch in his hand into the wall. His face was faintly filled with excitement, but he tried his best to restrain himself as he said, "Jun Hao, do you know that Saint Sword Emperor was furious today? He scolded Prince Sword Ghost harshly."
"Huh?
Isn't Sword Prince the favorite son of Holy-Sword Emperor? "Qin Junhao asked in shock.
"Sword Ghost Prince is Holy-Sword Emperor's favorite son. But when he went to take back his own shelter, he was defeated," Brother Seven said with a bit of excitement.
"Which spirit was it?
How did he defeat Sword Prince?
That was a royal spirit with eight gene locks open! "Qin Junhao asked.
"It wasn't a spirit; it was a human."
Seventh Brother couldn't help but raise the volume of his voice. His elegant face couldn't hide the red glow of excitement.
"A human?
How is that possible? "Qin Junhao's eyes opened wide, and he looked at Brother Seven with disbelief.
Seventh Brother sorted out his emotions and tried his best to calm himself down. He lowered his voice, but he was still slightly agitated as he said, "There is absolutely no mistake. That Prince Sword Demon said it himself. I heard it clearly from the side."
"Then it can't be wrong. How many years has it been?
Finally, there's news about us humans, and it's such good news. It's great. It would be even better if we could meet them. "Qin Junhao said excitedly.
"I'm here this time because I hope you can meet them." Seventh Brother's expression suddenly became solemn.
"How am I supposed to meet them?" Qin Junhao was shocked, as he couldn't leave Holy-Sword Shelter.
"They don't know about Holy-Sword Emperor, so we have to tell them to leave. If they don't, they'll die."
Brother Seven went on to say, "Holy-Sword Emperor is going to Phoenix Desert. When he returns, he'll go to Sword-Furnace Shelter. We have to inform them before he returns."
"I want to go, but I can't." Qin Junhao looked bitter.
"I have a way for you to leave Holy-Sword Shelter, but if you don't make it in time, you'll be in danger." Brother Seven looked serious.
"It's fine. If I can trade my life for the lives of others, it'll be worth it," Qin Junhao said coldly.
Brother Seven nodded and told Qin Junhao his plan. After that, he sighed and said, "Holy-Sword Emperor is going to Phoenix Desert, and I'm going with him. I don't know if I'll make it back alive. If you make it back to the Alliance, please tell Sister Seven that I owe her a great deal."
Qin Junhao was shocked, and he said, "Holy-Sword Emperor is going to Emperor Mountain?"
"If he doesn't have that thing, he won't go. But Holy-Sword Emperor has to." Brother Seven had a wry smile.
Qin Junhao quickly said, "Seventh Brother, then come with me to the Sword Furnace. Maybe we can return to the Alliance. As long as we return to the Alliance, then the Sword Saint Emperor won't be able to do anything to us."
Brother Seven shook his head and said, "If you go alone, there's a chance. If I go with you, we'll all die."
Qin Junhao wanted to say something, but Seventh Brother waved his hand and interrupted him. "Once you find them, tell them to teleport back to the Alliance. Otherwise, if Holy-Sword Emperor comes personally, they won't even have the chance to teleport back."
After that, Brother Seven pulled out a map and gave it to Qin Junhao.
He said, "This is a map I've been following Holy-Sword Emperor around for many years.
I've drawn it from memory, and it includes a map of the outskirts of Holy Mountain.
Take it with you.
When we humans are strong enough to fight spirits and creatures in the Third God's Sanctuary, this map might prove useful."
Brother Seven looked as if he was going to die, and he was leaving many things to Qin Junhao.