The Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King had already taken a solid elbow strike from the Rakshasa God outside, its soul evaporating on the spot. The blood bats attacking Tang San and Hu Liena were thus left completely leaderless.
With the seamless coordination of the Gravity Domain and spiritual lock-on, Tang San and Hu Liena passed through the sea of blood-colored bats with barely any danger.
Seeing that the surroundings were temporarily safe and that the suffocating blood mist had thinned somewhat, Tang San stopped and suggested, "Hu Liena, there should still be some distance to the exit. Let's rest here for a while. I'll also help you thoroughly purge the toxins that have accumulated in your body again."
Naturally, Hu Liena had no objections. She obediently sat down cross-legged.
As Tang San channeled his rich, gentle inner energy into her body, she once again felt that strange energy—unceasing and endless, like spring rain carried on a gentle breeze. Unable to suppress her curiosity, Hu Liena asked, "Tang San, this power of yours is deep and enduring. It definitely isn't some ordinary method of circulating Soul Power, is it?"
After a pause, a faint blush rose to her fair cheeks, and her voice softened. "Also... could you tell me what Mr. Jiang Li usually likes?"
If some unrelated person had dared to pry into the secrets of the Tang Sect's Mysterious Heaven Skill, Tang San would have immediately marked them for death.
But the one asking was Hu Liena, a woman who had a high chance of becoming his future aunt by marriage.
For his father's sake, Tang San patiently explained, "This technique is called the Mysterious Heaven Skill. It is the supreme inheritance of my Tang Sect."
"It is not passed on to outsiders. However, if fate allows you to become