Han Sen reached out his hand and grabbed the sword handle. Bao'er, Qin Bai, Jia Shi Zhen, and Thousand Mile Reach all stared at Han Sen with their eyes wide open. They were all thinking with evil intentions. If Han Sen was affected by the sword's power, would he do the same dance?
Facing a Break World class sword, Han Sen did not dare underestimate it. He gathered up power in his hands. One was positive and one was negative. Two different powers were unleashed. They created a Break World power. It went through Han Sen's hands and went to the sword.
The Blood-Pulse Life Sutra and the Xuan Yellow Sutra created a Break World power. It had the power to analyze the origin of life, break it down, and recombine it. It was a power that was very close to a creature's original essence.
Although the attack was not strong, it was very effective against all kinds of creatures.
The moment Han Sen held the sword, the Break World power went to the bronze sword. The bronze sword made a shocking sword sound. The sword exploded with a green sword light. It blocked Han Sen's red Break World power. It was unable to penetrate it.
Not only that, but inside the green sword light, there was a dream-like power that came out. It went through Han Sen's Break World power. It made Han Sen's brain explode. It was like some scary power was invading him.
Han Sen's face changed. The bronze sword's power was stronger than he expected. It was going against Han Sen's Break World power, but it did not seem to be using all of its power. It still had some power left to release a weird power. It invaded Han Sen's brain. It wanted to control him like it did Thousand Mile Reach.
Han Sen's will was stronger than Thousand Mile Reach's. Although his brain had a weird impulse, Han Sen controlled his emotions. He stood where he was and did not move.
Han Sen was holding the sword. He stood there like a statue. The green light on the sword and the red light on his body created a strong contrast. It exploded with an incredible light.
Qin Bai looked at Jia Shi Zhen and asked, "Can Han Sen do it?"
Jia Shi Zhen shook her head. "I don't know."
At this time, they really couldn't see who had the upper hand. The contest of strength was secondary. The real battle was on the spiritual level. Unless there was a clear winner, outsiders couldn't tell at all.
Han Sen's heart was as hard as stone, but the mental power that came from the sword was like a woman in love. Love was a poison that corroded one's bones. Although the mental power was not strong, it was very entangled. No matter how strong Han Sen's willpower was, he still felt the mental power gradually seeping into him.
Han Sen frowned. He did not want to be like Thousand Mile Reach and do a flirtatious dance in front of everyone. He quickly focused his mind and fought against the will of the sword.
The power of the bronze sword seemed to be endless. It was as unfathomable as the sea. Han Sen could only turn his heart into stone and not be affected by external things. Only then could he resist the power of the bronze sword.
The man and the sword were in a stalemate. Qin Bai and the others stared at them. Bao 'er was looking at the sword. She looked as if she was thinking of something.
At this time, the bronze sword had the words "One Inch Lovesick One Inch Ash" on it. They were shining with a weird light. Han Sen's face changed. He felt the mental power go from a big river to a tsunami. It was projecting an image in his head.
Han Sen's head was having an illusion. It was a sign that his heart was breaking. He was shocked.
When Han Sen saw the mental illusion, he was shocked.
The bronze sword's illusion in his head was that of a beautiful young woman. The woman's face was like a painting. She was so beautiful that she was out of this world.
Han Sen used to think Gu Qingche was the pinnacle of beauty. He thought there was no other woman in this world that was prettier than her. Even a real goddess could not be prettier than Gu Qingche.
Seeing the woman in the illusion made Han Sen overturn that belief. Even Gu Qingche was not as pretty as the woman in the illusion.
But beauty wasn't what surprised Han Sen the most. He had seen many beautiful women, and although they weren't as beautiful as the woman in the illusion, they were all beautiful in their own way. Han Sen was no longer at the age where he could judge people based on their looks alone.
The reason he was shocked was because the woman looked very familiar. It was as if he had seen her somewhere before.
To be more accurate, the woman was very similar to someone Han Sen was familiar with. Her face was very familiar to Han Sen, and it made Han Sen think of Bao 'er's face.
Yes, the woman's face was very similar to Bao 'er. Bao' er had baby fat on her face, so she looked very cute.
The woman had the beauty of a mature woman. Her body was not something Bao 'er could compare to, but her face and aura were very similar.
Han Sen's mind was a bit shaken, but when he saw the face, Han Sen surprisingly calmed down. He was not corrupted by the will power.
"Why is this happening?
Why is there a woman who looks so much like Bao 'er in the sword?
Is this what I imagined Bao 'er would look like when she grows up? "Han Sen was very surprised, but when he thought about it, he thought it was impossible.
His will had not been completely broken, so there was no way a reflection of his soul would appear. The woman's illusion must have been forced into the sword's image.
The woman in the illusion frowned. It was like there was a sadness that could not be resolved. It made people feel pity for her.
The woman looked at Han Sen and said, "An inch of yearning, an inch of ash …"
Although it was an illusion, Han Sen could hear the woman's voice clearly. That unforgettable voice kept echoing in his mind. It echoed again and again, and it was getting louder and louder.
The voice was filled with endless yearning and pain. As the echo got louder and louder, Han Sen's will was shaken with the echo. He could not control his emotions. He started to cry.
Han Sen stared at the woman's face. That was the only way he could see Bao 'er's shadow on the face. It was the only way his will would not be broken.
The echo in his head was like a scary wave. It created many evil waves in Han Sen's head. It was attacking the last bit of his heart.
Qin Bai and Jia Shi Zhen saw Han Sen's tears. They knew something bad was going to happen. They were shocked.
"Is Han Sen going to be controlled by the sword?" Qin Bai nervously asked.
Although he wanted to see Han Sen dance, he was afraid something would happen to Han Sen.
No one could answer him. Even Jia Shi Zhen and Thousand Mile Reach did not know what was going on.
"Mister Han is not completely lost," Jia Shi Zhen said with uncertainty. "He should be able to hold on for a while."