"Was the holy object really left by Bai Yi's mother? Then why didn't she just hand it over to Bai Yi? She didn't even tell Bai Yi where the holy object was hidden, but told an outsider like Lan Haixin. Could it be that Bai Yi
Yi's mother is really as selfless as a saint, thinking only of the Sirens?" Han Sen always felt that something was wrong.
Seeing that Han Sen remained motionless, the old lady of the Siren Tribe ignored Lan Haixin's words and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness, your bloodline and that of the Saint are not pure. Even if you know about the sacred object,
Wherever you are, without the help of the saint's blood, it is impossible to open the sacred object. The reason why the previous saint did not hand over the sacred object directly to you is because I was afraid that if you insist on going your own way, you will be hurt by the sacred object."
Han Sen then snorted: "How do I know if she doesn't want to give me the holy object at all?"
Lan Haixin suddenly said angrily: "You actually doubt your own mother? It's really a waste of time for you to be a son of a human being. I really don't think it's worth it for the Holy Lady. Her painstaking efforts towards you are in vain."
The old woman from the Siren Tribe also said: "Your Highness, you are too worried. If the incoming Holy Lady doesn't want to give you the holy object, why would you set the Crystal Palace so that only your blood can open it? She is just afraid of you.
You acted too hastily and went to get the holy object yourself, but you were hurt by the holy object. Now you and the Blue Saint are going to get the holy object together. The two people's bloodlines will be combined and they will be able to activate the holy object without any risk. This is also the last saint.
As you wish."
"Is it really necessary to use blood? I'm not really Bai Yi, can my blood open the Crystal Palace?" Han Sen was secretly depressed in his heart, and then thought: "Maybe the design of opening the Crystal Palace is aimed at the original Water Emperor Body.
I'm not sure, I can only give it a try. If it doesn't work, I'll say that I haven't completely assimilated Han Sen, and my body is mixed with Han Sen's genes. I'll try again later, if it can delay it for a while."
After making up his mind, Han Sen slowly walked towards the door of the Crystal Palace. At the same time, the purple butterfly pupil mirror in his right eye quickly turned to look at the crystal door in front of him.
The crystal gate is about ten meters high and looks majestic. Coupled with the halo and the colorful streams of light inside, it is indescribably dreamy and beautiful.
The door is divided into two. There is a relief sculpture of a Kraken woman on the left and right doors. At a glance, you can tell that this is indeed something left by the Kraken tribe. The style is too obvious.
Han Sen knew that it was impossible to just drop a drop of blood on the door to open it. There must be corresponding settings, so he kept observing carefully.
With the help of the Purple Butterfly Divine Eye Mirror, Han Sen quickly found a special place on the gate.
The relief sculptures of Siren women on the left and right doors have their hands stretched out inwards, holding a crystal bottle in all four hands, and the crystal bottle is in the center of the two doors.
The shape of the crystal bottle made Han Sen frown again, because it looked too much like a crystal bottle condensed from the crystal wall divine snail.
The crystal bottle is also embossed. There is a very small hole in the middle of the bottle mouth. If you don't pay attention, it is almost invisible.
But Han Sen could clearly see that the hole was made in the room and was not just an accident.
With a decision in his mind, Han Sen walked to the door and stretched out his right hand towards the crystal bottle relief. As he moved forward, his right hand had turned into a water-like state under the influence of the original water emperor body.
A finger blocked the small hole, and a drop of liquid was separated from the finger and flowed into the hole. Then Han Sen retracted his hand and took a few steps back, looking at the door of the Crystal Palace.
Judging from the reactions of Lan Haixin and others, Han Sen knew that what he did was right, but he still kept thinking about what he would do if he couldn't open the door to the Crystal Palace later.
Click!
Just as Han Sen was preparing his words in his mind, he heard a harsh sound coming from the door of the Crystal Palace. It split in half from the middle and slowly opened inwards.
Lan Haixin and other sirens were overjoyed and looked very excited, but Han Sen was secretly surprised: "It can really be opened?"
In fact, Han Sen vaguely felt that it was better not to open it. The uneasy feeling in his heart did not disappear. The closer he got to the Crystal Palace, the more obvious the uneasy feeling became.
The door opens, and everything in the Crystal Palace comes into view. Inside the door is a magnificent hall. Everything in it is made of the same crystal. At the back of the hall is an altar. On the altar of the altar is a small crystal bottle.
, the colorful clouds are surging inside, it is chaotic and hazy, and it is indescribably mysterious and gorgeous.
Lan Haixin and the others couldn't wait to enter the main hall. Han Sen hesitated for a moment and followed them into the main hall. With the little red bird around, he and Bao'er's safety should not be a big problem.
Li Li followed Han Sen with some fear. Han Sen didn't walk very fast and kept looking at Lan Haixin and others in front of them, but they were not in danger.
The entire hall was calm, and Lan Haixin and the others quickly walked to the altar. The old lady of the Siren Tribe stared at the small bottle on the stage and shouted excitedly: "Yes...yes...that's us, the Siren Tribe."
The sacred Kraken bottle... There is hope for the revival of our clan..."
As he said this, he was so excited that he burst into tears. He knelt down and knelt down in front of the Siren Bottle.
All the siren tribesmen knelt down and worshiped along with the old woman, and even Lan Hai's heart filled with joy as he saluted the siren bottle.
Han Sen was not in that mood, and still sat on the back of the Blood Kirin and looked at the Kraken bottle.
The bottle is only the size of a palm, in the style of a high-necked bottle with two ears. The two bottle ears look like two siren women. Although the bottle is small, the workmanship is extremely exquisite. The two siren women are even more vivid, almost like
It looks like a real person, as if he is smiling.
The bottle is very beautiful. Coupled with the halo outside and the colorful light inside, it looks almost as holy as a fairy treasure. But for some reason, when Han Sen looked at the Kraken bottle, he always felt something strange and strange.
feeling
"Bai Yi, you and I will go get the holy bottle together." Lan Haixin stood in front of the altar, but did not walk up. She turned around and said to Han Sen who was standing behind.
Han Sen frowned slightly. It was true that the Siren Bottle was a good thing. He had already looked at it with the Purple Butterfly Divine Eye Mirror. If even the Purple Butterfly Divine Eye Mirror couldn't analyze it, it was definitely a deified-level exotic treasure.
However, the strange aura on the Siren bottle made Han Sen feel wary and unwilling to take risks.
Seeing Han Sen standing there motionless, Hai Lanxin frowned and said, "Didn't you always want holy objects? Why are you holding back now?"
Han Sen smiled and said: "Of course I want the sacred object, but I have never seen the sacred object. Are you really sure that this is the sacred object of the Kraken clan?"