Hanba, Pledge Yourself to Me

"Heh heh heh!"

Just as Zhao Han was sizing up the corpse of the Outer Heavenly Devil, a sound from deep in someone's chest suddenly came from behind the Imperial Coffin.

The Hanba had actually used her special ability to slow the flow of blood infused with Devil Qi, allowing her to quickly catch up.

It seemed she wouldn't give up until she reached the Yellow River.

No matter how dangerous the road ahead was, she had to bring Zhao Han back and report in.

"Move!"

Zhao Han had no time to deal with her. He immediately controlled the Imperial Coffin and plunged it into the dark-red blood.

Only after diving in did Zhao Han discover that there was another world beneath the blood. It was an unfathomably deep pit.

It was filled with dark-red blood.

The blood quickly seeped through the Imperial Coffin and into its interior, decomposing Zhao Han.

A piercing pain swept through his entire body.

With no other choice, Zhao Han circulated his energy and gave his body a shake, separating his upper half from his lower half.

His upper half floated above, while he let the dark-red blood decompose his lower half.

At least that way, it wouldn't hurt as much.

As the Imperial Coffin pressed forward, the dark-red blood gradually thinned, turning into a lake of highly concentrated, copper-green and iron-red water.

The lake water was highly concentrated and viscous, but unlike the dark-red blood, it couldn't seep into the Imperial Coffin.

After that, the Imperial Coffin broke through some objects. The resistance eased, and it headed straight upward.

"So this is where it leads!"

Zhao Han looked astonished. The exit here lay beneath the pile of decomposed magical treasures and weapons.

If he had dug through that heap of junk earlier, he might