Seeing Han Sen walk up to the fourth floor, Chupin followed him.
Han Sen asked where the entrance to the fifth floor was, and he wanted to go there.
But before he could cross a street, Chupin appeared in front of him and blocked his path.
"You really want to go to the fifth floor?" Chupin asked Han Sen.
Han Sen nodded and said, "If I don't go to the fifth floor and look for the spirit, how can I find out the truth?"
"Okay. Take one of my attacks before you go." Qiu Ping pulled out his sword. His aura was as calm as the ocean, without a single ripple.
However, this kind of extreme calmness also gave people a sense of oppression before a storm.
Han Sen looked grim. He didn't think much of Chupin. It wasn't that Han Sen's power was inflated, but Han Sen had seen many humans who had unlocked their gene locks after receiving spirit geno points. They were much weaker than humans who had unlocked their gene locks themselves.
Chupin had unlocked his eighth gene lock through spirit geno points, which meant he was as strong as an ordinary human who had unlocked their seventh gene lock.
But when he saw Chupin wielding that knife, Han Sen didn't dare underestimate him.
Chupin was an elite, and he was a real elite. It didn't matter how strong he was. Just by looking at the way he wielded his knife, Han Sen knew he was strong.
Han Sen looked at Chupin with a serious expression. Dongxuan Aura covered the entire area, but Han Sen couldn't sense Chupin's presence. He couldn't hear his thoughts, either.
Chupin was like a real ocean. It was vast and unfathomable, and it was as if it could contain all the good and evil in the world.
In the next moment, Qiu Ping's body surged with ferocious flames. Invisible but fiery blade energy surged on his body like a ferocious ocean.
With one slash, the sea and the sky changed.
Han Sen watched as Chupin's saber slashed towards him. His heart trembled inexplicably.
He had seen many masters and had seen many powerful attacks. Although Chupin's attack was not as beautiful and decisive as Yi Dongmu's, there was a kind of danger under the calm.
Sniffing the roses, a fierce tiger is in the heart.
Chupin's seemingly ordinary saber move had the simplicity of being washed clean. There was no sharp aura, no dazzling technique, so this saber move was naturally hard to believe.
However, this simple and unadorned saber strike gave people a feeling of vastness.
If it had been a sharp sword, Han Sen would have been able to block it. If it had been a bomb, Han Sen could have dodged it. But it was an ocean, and there was nothing he could do about it. There were too many things involved, and it was not something he could deal with with with a single skill.
The simple and unadorned saber move was deep and restrained. Han Sen was really curious about what kind of man could practice such a saber move.
If Yi Dongmu's saber was the only stubbornness, the saber of a pure and unrestrained obsession, then Chupin's saber was the calm saber of someone who had experienced the vicissitudes of life. It seemed that no matter what predicament he faced, this saber move would be able to open a path for him in the most effective way.
Facing such a saber move, Han Sen actually felt that he did not know how to deal with it for the first time.
No matter what kind of power or ability, there would be a way to break it. This sentence was applicable to any skill.
However, in front of this saber move, let alone break it, he did not even have a clue how to deal with it.
It was not that Chupin's saber technique was unbreakable, but that his saber technique did not have a fixed nature. It changed according to the situation and moved with the wind. This was the open-mindedness and stability of a man who had experienced countless ups and downs.
Looking at this saber move, Han Sen's heart was suddenly filled with an indescribable feeling.
Ever since he had practiced the Dongxuan Sutra, he had gained great control and the ability to predict the future within the area of the Dongxuan Sutra. He liked and relied on this ability more and more.
However, even if one was truly Enlightened, it would be difficult for them to know everything about Sky Xuan. Take the creator of the Dongxuan Sutra as an example. Even if he had calculated everything, he would not have expected to die in First God's Sanctuary after he ascended.
The world was too big, and instead of thinking about how to control the sky and the earth, it was better to control oneself. If a person could not control themselves, how could they control the sky and the earth?
"Can I control myself?"
Han Sen looked at the saber, and his heart was clear. Every cell of his body, every inch of his skin, and even every strand of his hair, was like a reflection in a mirror, reflected in Han Sen's heart.
Katcha!
In that moment, Han Sen felt as if a chain in his body had been broken. He felt a strange power spread through his body, and it was the sixth tier of the Dongxuan Sutra. He had unlocked his sixth gene lock.
"I used to pay too much attention to what my opponent would do, and I forgot what I could do."
Han Sen understood. Seeing Chupin's saber move so close to his forehead, he was no longer confused.
The moment the tip of the saber was about to pierce Han Sen's forehead, Han Sen raised his hand. His middle finger and index finger caught Chupin's saber.
All of a sudden, the storm disappeared, and Chupin's saber was frozen in front of Han Sen. It was shaking between Han Sen's fingers, but it could not move forward.
Qiu Ping's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise, and he quickly withdrew his blade.
Han Sen put his fingers back, and he looked at Chupin with a calm expression.
"The person you are looking for is an King Spirit," Chupin said, then turned around and left.
Han Sen looked at Chupin strangely, and he understood what Chupin meant. The female spirit was an King Spirit. Although it was hard to believe, Han Sen believed it was the only logical explanation.
Chupin knew Zhang Yuchen had not done anything wrong, but he pretended not to know. He might have done this to save Zhang Yuchen's life.
What he had sacrificed and endured was probably more than what Zhang Yu Chen had done. However, this man had never said anything. Just like his knife skills, he had silently accepted everything.
Chupin told him Ah Yan was an King Spirit, but he was still considering whether or not he should go to the fifth floor.
He did not try to persuade him, and he just wanted to let him decide. After that strike, Han Sen understood Chupin's saber, and Chupin agreed that Han Sen had his own judgment.
"This is interesting. I want to see what kind of spirit Ah Yan is, to be able to make a man like Chupin tolerate her for so long." Han Sen walked to the entrance of the fifth floor.