Ancestor Han’s voice was cold and ruthless, but he didn’t show any mercy just because Han Siyuan was his descendant!

Han Shouwang's expression changed slightly. After all, Han Siyuan was his biological grandson and he had loved him since he was a child. He could never let him go like this.

He knelt on the ground and hurriedly interceded for Han Siyuan, "Ancestor, although Xiao Yuan is not willing to follow the ancestor to understand the Tao, he is still quite capable in managing the family. If the family is entrusted to him, it will definitely reach a higher level.

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"Only the strong can lead the family to a higher level!"

In the coffin, Patriarch Han's voice slowed down, perhaps because he spoke a little too much, showing a hint of fatigue.

"I'll try to persuade him again." Han Shouwang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Ancestor, please give me some more time."

"Essence and blood, more essence and blood are needed..."

Suddenly, Patriarch Han's voice became manic and restless.

Han Shouwang hurriedly got up from the ground and retreated outside.

He knows that at this time, no one can approach the ancestor, otherwise they will be sucked clean by the ancestor's supreme method and become the soul in the hands of the ancestor!

The dense pile of bones outside the coffin is the best proof.

However, when Han Shouwang stood up and took half a step back, he bumped into something.

His expression changed drastically, and he turned around suddenly to meet Lu Ming's chilly, extremely cold eyes!

Deng Deng Deng——

Han Shouwang was so frightened that he staggered back three or four steps before saying in a trembling voice: "Lu, Lu Ming, why are you here?"

"What a Han family, what a lower eight clan!" Lu Ming's eyes were cold, and there was nothing but killing intent.

The missing children were all destroyed in the hands of Patriarch Han who practiced evil arts.

Whoosh——

The strange breathing sound in the coffin sounded again, and bursts of violent and bloodthirsty breath poured out like boiling water, instantly flooding the entire secret room.

Han Shouwang quickly regained his composure, stared at Lu Ming, and showed a cruel smile, "Lu Ming, you should never come here. If you come here, you will die."

"Haha." Lu Ming stared at Han Shouwang with a mocking look on his face, "Really? Do you think this old monster who eats blood essence and practices evil skills must be my opponent?"

"The ancestor is invincible!" Han Shouwang had absolute confidence in his ancestor.

After all, back then, Patriarch Han and the peak martial artist from China were equally matched.

No matter how powerful Lu Ming is, he is only twenty years old, and there is absolutely no way he can be as powerful as that one!

"No one is invincible in this world!" Lu Ming walked step by step towards the coffin behind Han Shouwang.

Han Shouwang subconsciously took two steps back, and a cold and bloodthirsty aura instantly eroded into his body.

Han Shouwang stiffened suddenly and his face turned extremely pale.

Whoosh——

Weird breathing sounded behind him.

No--

The voice seemed to be in his ears, and he even smelled the smell of blood that choked his nose.

"Essence and blood—I need essence and blood—"

Patriarch Han's confused voice reached Han Shouwang's ears.

Han Shouwang exclaimed loudly, "Ancestor, it's me..."

Phew——

Before he could finish speaking, a dry, old, wrinkled hand inserted directly into his back and came out from his chest!

Han Shouwang's face froze, and he looked down at the bloody hand with disbelief. He never thought that he would die in the hands of his ancestor.

"I, I regret it..."

Han Shouwang's desperate voice was filled with regret. He looked at Lu Ming, "Please, please let me go...let me go...Xiao Yuan..."

Phew——

Ancestor Han retracted his hand, held Han Shouwang's beating heart and swallowed it in one gulp.

After devouring Han Shouwang's essence and blood, Old Ancestor Han finally regained some sanity.

Patriarch Han looked at Han Shouwang's corpse, which had begun to turn cold. There was no sympathy or regret in his eyes, but he said coldly: "Trash, it's better to die!"

After speaking, he stared at Lu Ming indifferently.

Lu Ming's body was filled with murderous aura, his eyes were as skinny as firewood, his eyes were as red as blood, and Patriarch Han with sparse hair should have been dead long ago!

However, he went against humanity by sucking the essence and blood of children and practicing evil arts to maintain his life.

"You! You really deserve to die!" Lu Ming said. No matter how many times he killed Patriarch Han in front of him, he still couldn't calm down the anger in his heart.

Those innocent children died tragically in his hands!

"Damn it?" Ancestor Han seemed to have heard some joke, "The road to becoming a strong man is destined to be full of blood. Those ants can become my food, ancestor, so I should feel honored."

Ancestor Han smiled evilly, with Han Shouwang's blood on the corner of his mouth, "Boy, I can feel that you are very strong. Your vigorous blood essence is comparable to hundreds of children. Hehe... obediently let Ancestor devour your essence and blood."

, help our ancestors achieve greatness!"

With that said, Ancestor Han disappeared from Lu Ming's eyes.

An evil aura spread around Lu Ming, engulfing him.

Ancestor Han is indeed very powerful. He is the strongest among all the people Lu Ming has met, bar none!

He has even touched the Heavenly Realm with one hand. As long as he is given time, he may really be able to step into the unreachable Heavenly Realm!

"What a delicious blood essence!"

"It's a pity that I have to become the treasure of my ancestor!"

Patriarch Han's withered hand suddenly appeared from Lu Ming's back and grabbed his heart!

Just as the hand was about to penetrate Lu Ming's back, Lu Ming disappeared from Old Ancestor Han!

Ancestor Han's red eyes showed a hint of surprise. He never expected that Lu Ming could detect his position and react so quickly.

Lu Ming appeared three meters away from Ancestor Han, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, "If my guess is correct, this coffin is very important to you, right?"

As he spoke, Lu Ming already placed one hand on the coffin.

In an instant, cold, sinister, bloodthirsty, manic, and all kinds of negative emotions rushed into his body along the palm of his hand, as if to corrode his spirit and make him a puppet in the coffin!

Old Ancestor Han was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed heartily, "Boy, you are asking for your own death!"

"Really?" Lu Ming smiled coldly, with the corners of his mouth raised, "Unfortunately, these emotions have no impact on me!"

Lu Ming's powerful mental power directly defeated all the emotions coming from the coffin.

Ancestor Han trembled slightly and said in shock: "Impossible!"

These three coffins were intercepted by him from the Dongyi people during their retreat after the national war.

After research, Patriarch Han discovered the terrible evil skills hidden in the three coffins.

After that, he returned to the Han family to retreat and meditate, and became crazy about it until today!

He knows better than anyone else how terrifying these three coffins are. Even a great master would find it extremely difficult to withstand the evil power they contain!

But Lu Ming stood there with a sneer as if nothing happened!

A chill came over his heart. Ancestor Han couldn't see through Lu Ming. He had to make a quick decision.

"Boy, no matter what, you will die today!"
Chapter completed!