After he arrived at Sand Valley, Han Sen came to understand why with a strong team Huangfu Pingqing was still not able to kill the sacred-blood creature.
The reason the Sand Valley was called that was for the sand pits everywhere in the valley. Unless one had wings, one would die there for sure.
And even mutant wings would be too slow when fighting a sacred-blood creature.
Hence only those who had sacred-blood wings could participate in hunting the creature.
The sacred-blood creature was more than 6 feet tall and made of stones with a metal shine.
What was worse was that the hammer in its hand was as large as a barrel, with a handle more than 6 feet long. When it wielded its weapon, any opponents within a dozen feet would be either injured or killed.
Huangfu Pingqing smiled at Han Sen, "Brother Han, do you think you could kill this creature?"