Chapter 1226 Thunder Hell Emperor (1/2)

Han Sen used the Night Cloak every night to sneak into Thunder Hell Shelter. On the sixth night of doing this, he found a reduced number of super creatures and king spirits in the Thunder Garden. Understanding this, he knew the time to strike was now.

He swiftly returned to the underground shelter, and with everyone gathered around, he formulated a plan that would enable him to retrieve the spirit stone.

Han Sen had been watching the proceedings of the garden for two nights. He wanted to ensure Thunder Hell Emperor had indeed gone and taken a hearty-sized posse of his best with him. If the spirit was gone, Han Sen would wait until the emperor had crossed a great distance and a quick return would be impossible.

After Han Sen was able to confirm he was gone, things were looking up. Still, he couldn't yet determine what would await him in the spirit hall. If he went inside, the Night Cloak wouldn't work. It was a one-way ticket.

On the night of the third day, Han Sen hid everyone in his Sea of Soul, and if they couldn't go in there, they were instead placed inside the Cruel Bottle. With the Night Cloak on, he snuck back inside.

The spirit hall was situated behind the garden. The super creatures and king spirits were again unaware of Han Sen's infiltration.

If they noticed, by the time they did so, Han Sen would be crossing the spirit hall.

Han Sen worried how many super creatures were acting as sentinels inside the hall, but there was no way of telling without exposing himself after stepping in. Whatever the case would be, he had to grab the stone and grab it fast.

Han Sen could not return to Holy-Sword Shelter now. It was too late, and even if he beat the hostile forces there, taking on an emperor and his army would be incredibly difficult.

Purple Emperor was not a complete emperor, so there was no chance of him being able to match Thunder Hell Emperor in combat.

The only way Han Sen could beat him, he figured, was by taking his spirit stone.

Thus far, Han Sen's infiltration of the garden had been easy. He observed the geno plants all around and thought to himself, ”When I've got the spirit stone; I need to get sucking.”

Han Sen looked over at the hall, which was not too far from him now, and inched his way over to it. He noted how it had the soft, mystic grandeur of some ancient temple.

Getting into position a small ways from the entrance, Han Sen summoned Little Angel, Disloyal Knight, and the rest of his compatriots. Everyone readied themselves for a battle and started running towards the gate.

The run-up to the spirit hall had environmental traps that frequently blasted black lightning all about. It tried to fry unauthorized intruders who sought to reach the hall.

The black lightning flickered out like craggy rocks, and sometimes like webs of electrocution. Fortunately, none came to harm, as all of Han Sen's forces were able to avoid the lightning. With a hefty strike, they all reached the gate and pummeled it down.

Boom!

The entire structure vibrated as the gate collapsed under the obliterating force. The noise was loud, though, and it might as well have been the sounding of an alarm.

Old Huang and Little Zhao were talking to each other over the warming glow of a campfire as this transpired. Old Huang said, ”Do you honestly believe that Han Sen can achieve something? I'm telling you, he cannot. Kids and their role models these days...”

Before he could finish berating his camp partner, the ground vibrated all of a sudden. It shocked him dearly.