"The relic was left behind by Bai Yi's mother?
Why didn't she just give it to Bai Yi?
She didn't even tell Bai Yi where the relic was hidden. Instead, she gave it to Lan Haixin, an outsider. Is Bai Yi's mother really as selfless as the Holy Virgin? Does she only care about the Siren? "Han Sen felt as if something was wrong.
The old Siren woman saw that Han Sen wasn't moving, and he was ignoring Lan Haixin. In a raspy voice, she said, "My Prince, you and the Holy Virgin's blood is not pure. Even if you know where the relic is, without the Holy Virgin's blood, you cannot open it.
The reason why the previous Saintess didn't give you the relic directly was because she was afraid that you would be too stubborn and get hurt by it. "
Han Sen coldly grunted and said, "How do I know if she didn't want to give me the relic?"
Lan Haixin was annoyed. "Are you suspecting your own mother?
What a waste of a son. I really feel bad for the Saintess. Her painstaking efforts for you have been wasted. "
The old Siren woman said, "My Prince, you think too much. If the last Holy Virgin didn't want to give you the relic, she wouldn't have set the Crystal Palace so that only your blood can open it.
She was just afraid you would be in too much of a rush. If you tried to take the relic yourself, you might get hurt.
Now that you and the Holy Virgin are going to take the relic together, your blood will combine. You will be able to activate the relic without any risk. That is what the last Holy Virgin wanted. "
"So, I need to use blood?
I'm not the real Bai Yi. Can my blood open the Crystal Palace? "
Han Sen felt depressed. Then, he thought, "Maybe the Crystal Palace is designed to work with the Original Water King Body. I have to give it a try. If it doesn't work, I can say I haven't fully assimilated with Han Sen. My body is mixed with Han Sen's genes. I'll try again later. I'll buy as much time as I can."
After making up his mind, Han Sen slowly made his way to the Crystal Palace's door. At the same time, the Purple-Eye Butterfly in his right eye spun quickly to examine the crystal door.
The crystal door was about a dozen meters tall and appeared to be very grand. In addition to the hazy halo and the colorful flowing lights inside, it was indescribably dreamy and beautiful.
The door was divided into two, and there was a relief sculpture of a woman from the Siren Tribe on the left and right side of the door. It was obvious that this was something left behind by the Siren Tribe. The style was too obvious.
Han Sen knew that it was impossible to open the door just by dripping a drop of blood on it. There had to be a corresponding setting, so he had been carefully observing it.
With the help of the Purple-Eye Butterfly, Han Sen quickly found a special spot on the door.
The engravings of the Siren Tribe women on the left and right doors had their hands stretched inwards. Four of their hands were holding a crystal bottle, and the crystal bottle was right in the middle of the two doors.
The style of the crystal bottle made Han Sen frown again. It looked too much like the crystal bottle that the Crystal God Conch had created.
The crystal bottle was also engraved. In the middle of the bottle, there was a small hole. If you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't be able to see it.
But Han Sen could see that the small hole had been created by the room. It wasn't a coincidence.
After making a decision, Han Sen walked in front of the door. He reached out his right hand toward the crystal bottle. As he moved his hand forward, the Original Water King Body's power turned it into water.
He placed a finger above the small hole and extracted a drop of liquid from his finger. He let it flow into the hole. Then, Han Sen pulled his hand back and took a few steps back. He looked at the Crystal Palace's door.
Judging from Lan Haixin and the others' reactions, Han Sen knew he had done the right thing. But he was still worried. He was still thinking about what to say if he couldn't open the Crystal Palace's door.
Kacha-cha!
Just as Han Sen was thinking about what to say, the Crystal Palace's door made an ear-piercing noise. It split down the middle and slowly opened inward.
Lan Haixin and the others of the Siren were very happy. They looked very excited. Han Sen was shocked. "It really can be opened?"
Han Sen thought it would be best if he didn't open the door. The bad feeling in his heart hadn't gone away yet. The closer he got to the Crystal Palace, the stronger that feeling became.
The door was wide open, and everything in the Crystal Palace came into view. Behind the door was a magnificent hall, and everything inside was made of the same crystal. At the end of the hall was an altar, and on top of the altar was a small crystal bottle. Colorful clouds were surging inside, and it was hazy and chaotic. It was indescribably mysterious and gorgeous.
Lan Haixin and the others couldn't wait to enter the hall. Han Sen hesitated, but he followed them. With the little red bird there, he and Bao'er should be safe.
Lilly was scared, and she followed Han Sen. Han Sen didn't walk very fast. He kept looking at Lan Haixin and the others, but they weren't in any danger.
The hall was very quiet. Lan Haixin and the others quickly reached the altar. The old Siren woman looked at the little bottle on the altar and excitedly said, "Yes! Yes! That is the Siren's holy item, the Siren Bottle. Our people have a chance to rise again!"
After that, she was so excited that she started crying. She knelt before the Siren Bottle.
All the Siren knelt with the old woman. Even Lan Haixin bowed before the Siren Bottle.
Han Sen wasn't in the mood for that. He sat on the blood kirin's back and looked at the Siren Bottle.
The bottle was only the size of a palm. It was a tall bottle with two ears. The two ears were in the shape of two Siren women. Although the bottle was small, the craftsmanship was very exquisite. The two Siren women were very lifelike, almost like real people. They seemed to be pursing their lips and smiling.
The bottle was very pretty. It had a halo on the outside and a rainbow on the inside. It looked like a holy treasure. But for some reason, Han Sen felt weird when he looked at the Siren Bottle.
"Bai Yi, let's go and get the holy bottle." Lan Haixin stood in front of the altar, but she didn't go up. She turned around and spoke to Han Sen.
Han Sen frowned. The Siren Bottle was a good item, and he had used the Purple-Eye Butterfly to look at it. If the Purple-Eye Butterfly couldn't analyze it, it had to be a deified treasure.
But the weird presence of the Siren Bottle scared Han Sen. He didn't want to take the risk.
Seeing Han Sen standing there, Hai Lanxin frowned and said, "Didn't you want the relic?
Why are you backing off now? "
Han Sen laughed and said, "Of course I want the relic, but I have never seen it before. Are you sure this is the relic of the Siren?"