Countless knife lights surrounded Han Sen. When the causal karma knife slashed, it was like a galaxy slashing down.
The scary knife lights slashed outside the holy palace, but they were blocked by the holy flame. No matter how hard they tried, they were unable to cut through the light.
"It is useless," Old Vulture said with a cocky smile. "The race lantern is back. Even if a sky full of God Spirits came, it would be useless. Aside from Little Master, who has a holy body, no one can enter. They cannot damage it."
The demon lady said, "Han Sen, why are you so stubborn? Little Master is destined to be the leader of the world. You are his father. Why are you blocking your son's path?"
Han Sen held the causal karma knife with both hands. He kept pushing it down. The knife lights and the holy palace's light kept hitting each other. The holy palace's light's power made his hands shake. His hands were cracked. His blood was boiling in his wounds.
"Whether it is a path or not, it is up to Littleflower to decide. The path you guys are talking about is because you guys are too scared to walk on it. Littleflower is just a child.
If you want to restore Sacred's glory, you have to use your own blood to do it. If you want to kill a sky full of God Spirits, you have to use your own butcher's knife. You are using other people's lives to fulfill your own dreams. You make it sound so grand. Who do you think you are? "Han Sen's words were like knives.
"How do you want us to explain it to you?" Old Vulture angrily said. "In this world, only Little Master has a holy body. Only he can use the holy spirit armament and control the race lantern. Only he can do all of this. Even if we wanted to do it, it would be impossible."
The demon lady said, "Han Sen, some things are destined. It is like no matter how strong you are, you cannot use the Sacred race lantern. It will resist. It is like water cannot burn and fire cannot burn. The world is destined. Little Master is the savior of the world. There are some responsibilities he must bear. He cannot run away from them."
Han Sen's gaze was resolute. The karma knife in his hand kept pressing down. Even though the light's power had already caused the surface of the karma knife to burn and Han Sen's entire body to burn, he had no intention of stopping.
Han Sen's eyes were burning with anger, and his body's power kept increasing. He was willing to expose his super god spirit body to destroy this bullsh * t Sacred.
"Including me, the universe will continue to operate regardless of who leaves it. No one is born to be the savior, and no one is born to bear anything. Compared to death, the so-called destiny is just a kind of spiritual sustenance. As long as one is willing to bear it, anyone can bear the destiny of heaven.
The Sacred Lord was a hero of his generation. He planned everything under the heavens and controlled all living beings. Even if his crimes were monstrous, it was because he was carrying his own destiny. Even if he deserved to die ten thousand times over, I, Han Sen, respect him for having the courage to carry the destiny of heaven and pursue his own destiny.
I did not expect his subordinates to be cowardly, ignorant, and useless. This is an insult to the Sacred Lord's reputation. "Han Sen coldly spoke.
The demon lady, Old Vulture, eyeless beast, and Red Ghost were angry when they heard that, but they were no match for Han Sen. Although they felt humiliated, they did not dare leave the holy palace's light's protection to fight Han Sen.
"You are just a talker. If you say everyone can carry the destiny, why don't you take the race lantern and control the holy palace?
If you can't do it, then what you say is bullsh * t. You are just a lowly, useless, and jealous ant. "Old Vulture was mocking him. He was very angry.
He used to travel across the universe and kill people. Everyone was afraid of him. Now, Han Sen was calling him a cowardly bandit. How could he not be angry?
"It does not matter if I can or cannot do it. I will do my best. I have no regrets." Han Sen looked very firm. He was not shaken by Old Vulture's words.
Old Vulture wished to say something, but he suddenly saw Han Sen's body have a white flame. It was burning his body like crazy.
"That is … Impossible … That is impossible …" Old Vulture saw the flame. He was shocked. He could not believe it.
The demon lady, Red Ghost, and eyeless beast opened their eyes wide. They stared at Han Sen's flame. They looked as if they had seen a ghost.
"Impossible! That is impossible! Only a holy body can use a holy spirit armament. How is that possible?" As Han Sen's flame became stronger, the demon lady's eyes opened wide.
Roar!
A roar sounded in space. The white flame on Han Sen's body became the shadow of a Kirin. It walked in the air and looked down on the world. It was the Holy Kirin's holy spirit.
"Holy Kirin … Impossible … Aside from Little Master, who has a holy body … No one can use a holy spirit armament … Impossible …" The old statue looked as if he had lost his soul. He looked at the Holy Kirin that was like a holy beast descending on Han Sen's body.
The demon lady, Red Ghost, and eyeless beast were frozen. They could only look at the Holy Kirin's shadow. They could not speak.
Boom!
The Holy Kirin's holy spirit became a white flame. It went to Han Sen's causal karma knife. The holy light made the causal karma knife look like it was burning. The knife's flame was getting stronger. It was like a burning sun.
When the Holy Kirin's holy spirit went into the causal karma knife, the knife became transparent. One could see the Holy Kirin's spirit mark.
Han Sen held the causal karma knife. He felt the knife's infinite power. His heart was calm.
He did not know why, but the Holy Kirin, which he had not been able to use, suddenly resonated with him. He could finally summon it.
Now, Han Sen understood why the demon lady and the others had so much hope for the holy spirit armament. The Holy Kirin's power was so strong that it was unimaginable. Even the god personality armament Sky Vine Radish God Lance could not compare to the power the Holy Kirin provided. It was like the difference between an ordinary star and a bright moon.
The knife slashed down. It broke the lights outside the holy palace. Han Sen was like he had entered a place where no one could stop him. He went into the holy palace. Wherever the knife light went, the holy palace's door was cut open by Han Sen's knife.
"No … No …" The demon lady, Old Vulture, Red Ghost, and eyeless beast roared desperately.
The race lantern's power was useless against the holy spirit armament. It could not stop Han Sen. They could not figure out how Han Sen was able to use the Holy Kirin's holy spirit. It was impossible.
The holy palace's door, which had been cut in half, collapsed.
Han Sen was holding the holy spirit's causal karma knife.
He suddenly ran into the hall.
Wherever the knife light went, the burning statues were cut in half.
Broken limbs and broken walls were all over the floor.
Han Sen stood in front of the statues of Qin Xiu and the four holy beasts.
The causal karma knife's knife flame was madly swaying.