A shadow of blood emerged from the floor as Han Sen barred Yaksha's way once more.
"Do you really want to die that much? That's fine by me!" Yaksha was now getting infuriated with Han Sen. He and Disloyal Knight had wasted too much time already, and Yaksha knew now that he had to take them out.
Yaksha's wings were strong, but he could not remain at that speed the whole time.
He flapped the wings and appeared in front of Han Sen with a whooshing sound.
Yaksha tried to grab Han Sen but he failed—Han Sen had dodged it.
Yaksha's face curdled like sour milk and he barked, "That must have been a coincidence! How could you evade my Yaksha speed?!"
Han Sen was delighted at what he had just managed to do. Han Sen was indeed much slower than Yaksha. But he had opened his fifth tier of the Dongxuan Sutra. His ability to read the minds of others was really coming into its own.
