Harp Sound to Repel Enemies

Han Sen had spent far too much of his power. He could no longer feel Zhao Ning'er's situation. He could only see her body get wrapped up by black and red fires. It was like a demonic cocoon that came from hell.

"Han Sen, are you okay? What happened to my sister?" Zhao Qiu Yi moved to pick up Han Sen. She was speaking with a strange tone of voice.

"I am fine. As for your sister, I guess it is all down to fate." Han Sen did not know what was going to happen to Zhao Ning'er. This situation was beyond his control.

Han Sen made the secret decision he would not modify life and objects that were not his. It was way too dangerous for him.

He knew that what he said would make Zhao Qiu Yi more worried, but Han Sen did not want to give her too much hope.

At best, even Han Sen thought the results were unpredictable. Things might go awry. To have hope and then see it stripped away was awful. It was far better to expect the worst.