The crowd was excited, and all the younger generation came to the underground palace. There was an altar with two ancient coffins on it.
Among them, there is a man and a woman.
They look young, the man is handsome and the woman is stunningly beautiful, like a pair of carefully crafted works of art.
Dark Elf creatures are indeed known for their beauty.
In ancient times, there were many lists. For example, on the handsome list, the Dark Spirit Clan was on the list, as were the Elf Clan, the Fox Clan, the Meizu Clan, and so on.
Let’s not talk about these for now.
I saw only the younger generation surrounding the two coffins. They were mumbling something very mysterious.
The entire altar began to revive.
Gradually, light filled the air and fell on the two coffins.
"puff!"
A powerful prodigy spurted out blood, mixed with his natal essence and blood; then, all the younger generations followed suit.
Rich essence and blood energy gathered above the coffin.
"Son of God and Goddess, our clan is under attack. I beg you to wake up quickly and show off the power of our clan."
"I beg the Son of God and the Goddess to wake up quickly."
Everyone knelt down and began to pray, and the mysterious power made the altar shine.
There was a lot of movement.
The man in black robe was attracted, and when he saw this, he became furious.
"Assholes, how can you forcefully awaken the Son of God and the Goddess? Something might happen!"
"Damn it, the altar is already in motion, there's nothing we can do to stop it."
"No, you can't put eggs in one basket and let one of them wake up and share the risk."
The people in black robes looked at each other and all took action to forcibly interfere.
All the essence and blood energy fell on the goddess's coffin, and the mysterious power of the altar was also impacting the goddess's coffin.
Rumble.
The coffin was shaking violently.
Not long after, there was an explosion and the coffin lid exploded; then, an ancient bloodline aura burst out and spread.
This bloodline aura is very ancient.
It made all the young people present tremble and kneel on the ground in awe; even the man in black robe couldn't help but kneel down on one knee.
This is the nobility of blood.
The reason why the Son of God and the Goddess are sleeping is because their bloodline has returned to their ancestors.
The longer an ethnic group is inherited, the thinner the bloodline will be, and once it returns to its ancestors, the bloodline will become pure.
Pure bloodline will increase your infinite potential, and you will even gain more powerful bloodline talents, and your cultivation will make rapid progress.
At the same time, Cui's pure bloodline will also suppress the thinner bloodline, and he is born noble.
That's why everyone is kneeling on the ground.
"Buzz."
The breath rippled and the coffin exploded completely.
A figure walked out of the brilliant brilliance, as if reborn from the ashes, the brilliance converged, and the goddess stood erect.
Very tall, about 1.75 meters tall.
A pair of beautiful legs are hung with several strips of gauze, and the upper body is only covered with a few layers of gauze. A large area of snow-white skin is exposed, but it does not make people feel frivolous, but is so noble that they cannot bear to look directly and dare not blaspheme.
"An Xiulan."
A man in black robe stood up and congratulated: "After ten years, you finally woke up. Congratulations. You are about to be promoted to martial arts overlord now, but your combat power is no less than mine."
Goddess An Xiulan didn't speak. She seemed to have been sleeping for too long, and her brain was a little unable to react.
After a moment, she nodded and said, "Yes, clan elder."
An Xiulan looked back at the coffin, a trace of tenderness flashed in her eyes, then turned around and asked: "You are forcibly waking me up. What do you mean?"
A genius said: "My lord, the young leader of the human race is attacking us and showing off his power. Please take action to suppress him."
"Human race?"
An Xiulan was puzzled.
The old man from the black robe clan said: "Goddess, five years ago, our clan broke the seal and came out of the secret realm."
"Really."
An Xiu's orchid-like eyes are sparkling.
Ten years ago, the Dark Spirit Tribe was still sealed. She did not know these things and was looking forward to the outside world.