The giant king-class gene race overbearing bug was blown apart by Han Sen's punch. The broken shell and flesh went everywhere. The whole of the god temple was dyed red. It cast a shadow over everyone's hearts.
The plaza was silent. Everyone's eyes were wide open. Their mouths were wide open. They looked at Han Sen, who was inside the god temple, as if they had been petrified.
An overbearing bug. That was an overbearing bug. Among the king, duke, marquis, earl, viscount, and man gene race levels, it was a high-class gene race. Even though the overbearing bug was not fully grown, its power was not something ordinary gene races could compare to.
Such a powerful gene race had been turned into a pile of meat in one punch. How much power did that require?
Suddenly, everyone looked at Han Sen strangely. It was like they were looking at a prehistoric monster.
If they had not seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed such a thing could happen.
Shibo's expression was the weirdest. He was angry, resentful, and annoyed. He wanted to kill Han Sen. Among all those emotions, there was a fear that came from the bottom of his heart.
Without using a God Spirit Blood-Pulse, Han Sen had used his fists to beat a king-class gene race. He had never seen something like that happen before. He had never even dreamed of it happening.
Seeing Han Sen take a step forward, Shibo instinctively fell back. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and as he retreated, he screamed, "What are you doing?"
Han Sen looked at him and ignored him. He walked past him. The people in the plaza moved aside to make a path for him. They were shockingly fast. They were faster than the merchants who saw the bylaw officers.
Han Sen had seen a lot of things before. He did not care. The people looked at him as if he was a ghost. He calmly walked away.
Mister Yang gnashed his teeth and followed him.
No one dared to stop Han Sen and Han Sen. Even Shibo, the city leader's soldiers, and the nobles did not dare say anything to stop them.
What a joke! That was a ruthless character who could destroy a Tyrant Beetle with a single punch. Who would dare to use their own lives to stop him? Looking at the Tyrant Beetle's broken carapace and rotten flesh hanging on the temple's walls, they only felt their legs tremble and their bodies go soft.
"Interesting. He did not use a gene race, but he was able to blow up a young overbearing bug with one punch. Is he talking about a born Blood-Pulse?" Peaceful, who was far away, looked weird.
Aside from Born Blood-Pulse humans, who had a cheat-like ability, Peaceful could not think of anyone else who could use such a scary power without using a gene race.
"There's actually someone with innate bloodline in Aeon God City. This is strange. I have to report this as soon as possible." Looking at the figure that was about to disappear at the end of the street, Peaceful's figure flashed and left the square.
Mister Yang felt very lucky. Luckily, Han Sen did not turn Shibo into a pile of meat. Otherwise, things would have been bad.
The situation was not much better. The overbearing bug was a rare gene race. There were only a few of them in the whole of Aeon God City. Now, Han Sen had destroyed one. He was afraid the city leader would not let this go.
He told Han Sen what he was worried about. Han Sen just laughed and said, "It is fine. If they want to come, let them come."
Han Sen was not afraid of the city leader. Although his body was suppressed by the world's power and could not use all of his power, he was not something a city leader could compare to.
"By the way, Mister Yang, where can I get a gene race?
How do I use a gene race? "Han Sen looked at Mister Yang with curiosity.
"Gene races are hatched from gene eggs, and gene eggs are dug up from land pulses."
Mister Yang paused and said, "Gene races can be raised by anyone, but only humans with a God Spirit Blood-Pulse can combine with the Blood-Pulse of a gene race."
"How do you combine a Blood-Pulse?" Han Sen was more interested now.
Mister Yang had a wry smile and shook his head. "I do not have a God Spirit Blood-Pulse. I cannot show you.
Combining a Blood-Pulse is to combine a gene race with your body. It gives you the power of a gene race. The stronger a God Spirit Blood-Pulse is, the higher the success rate of combining with a gene race. You can combine with more. "
"For example, Evil Lotus God is a Destroyed class God Spirit. If you have his God Spirit Blood-Pulse, it is easy to combine with baron and viscount gene races. If you want to combine with a higher-class gene race, it will be difficult. That is because the soul power of a higher-class gene race is very strong. It will not be easy for them to submit.
If you have a higher-class God Spirit Blood-Pulse, it will be much easier. "
Han Sen suddenly understood. He now understood what a God Spirit Blood-Pulse was. He thought, "The so-called God Spirit Blood-Pulse is a mental suppression."
"If your specialty is finding land pulses, take me to dig up a few gene eggs to play with."
Han Sen wanted to figure out what the power of the world was like. Most importantly, he wanted to know if he could use the power of the world.
"Mister, can you use a gene race?"
Mister Yang asked with a weird expression. He always thought Han Sen was a gene race. He had never heard of a gene race being able to combine with a gene race.
"Let's give it a try," Han Sen coldly said.
If he knew the answer, he would not have asked Mister Yang to dig up a gene egg for him. "Yes.
"Do you really need to try something like that?"
Mister Yang complained, but he did not say anything. He took Han Sen out of Ancient God City.
The reason Mister Yang was so quick about it was because he was afraid. He was afraid Shibo would bring elites from the city leader to cause trouble for Han Sen. He thought it would not be a bad thing to leave the city and hide.
If he did not want to take Han Sen away, Mister Yang would not have agreed to let Han Sen dig up a gene egg. Although he could not use a gene race, he used his ability to find land pulses to dig up many gene eggs. He did not have any high-class ones, but he had a lot of low-class ones. Giving one or two to Han Sen was fine.
The two of them quickly left Ancient God City, but Mister Yang did not dare take Han Sen to Ancient Big God Mountain. He went to another field.
"A land pulse is also known as a god pulse," Mister Yang said as he walked. "Everything has a god pulse. A god pulse is a place where the god of everything gathers. Only a place like that can produce a gene egg."
"In that case, what is a god?" Han Sen asked.
Mister Yang quietly said, "That is hard to explain. You can think of it as an aura. It is like the clouds in the sky. It changes with the sky and the ground. It does not stay in one place. So, finding land pulses and digging up gene eggs is knowledge. It is not something you can just dig up."
"Do you see that little hill over there?" Mister Yang pointed at a hill that was seven to eight feet tall. "That is where the power gathers. There must be a gene egg down there, but the power there is too weak. The gene egg down there will not be a high level." Mister Yang pointed at a hill that was seven to eight feet tall.