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The 3091st chapter bestows blood

Yu Xian said that there was a terrifying peerless genetic species on the Holy Mountain of Guangming. Han Sen was wary and did not want to cause trouble, so he quietly took Master Yang up to the Holy Mountain.

Ever since he met the Great Demon, Han Sen knew that there were many weird things in this world, and he might not be able to solve them all. It was better to keep a low profile than to show off.

"Sir, could this be the Holy Mountain of Light, the source of the legendary Holy River of Light?" Master Yang was shocked, looking at the bright and mysterious mountain, his legs were trembling.

"It seems to be called that." Han Sen didn't care, and continued walking up the mountain with Master Yang.

Master Yang was frightened: "Sir, I heard that there are terrifying peerless genetic species on the Holy Mountain of Light, and there are countless mysteries shrouded in them. Even the top experts who enter it will die..."

"It doesn't matter, I know there is a secret path that can safely reach the temple on the top of the mountain." Han Sen said as he continued walking.

The mountain was shrouded in mysterious mist, and nothing could be seen five meters away. I could only hear the faint sounds of terrifying beast roars from time to time, and the sound of thunder echoing in it.

Master Yang was very frightened and followed Han Sen closely, not daring to move even half a step away.

Although many of the sights were scary, Han Sen climbed up according to the path Yu Xian told him and did not encounter anything dangerous.

Master Yang was old and frail. Not long after climbing, he was out of breath and sweating all over his body. He was unable to continue climbing. Han Sen had to hold his body with one hand and quickly climbed up the mountain.

He didn't know how high the mountain was, but at Han Sen's speed, it still took him half a day to climb before he could see the top of the mountain.

Different from the weather below, the top of the mountain is a gentle scene, as if it is above the sea of ​​clouds. Everything can be seen clearly, there is no wind, no thunder and no dust, just like a piece of pure land.

On the top of the mountain, there is an ancient temple, built with bluestone bricks and tiles. It looks very simple and mysterious, but it looks a little shabby and has no incense at first glance.

"Sir, there really is a temple here." Seeing the temple, Master Yang felt much more at ease.

Han Sen looked up at the top of the temple door, and sure enough he saw the words "Yu Xian Temple" written on it. The fonts were elegant and dusty, as if they were written by gods.

"Let's go in. After seeking the blood of the gods, we have to go back quickly." Han Sen said and walked towards the temple.

Master Yang did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly walked to the temple first: "Sir, the old man is going to beg for help right now, because he is afraid that this useless body will let you down, sir."

With that said, Master Yang entered the temple, came to the sacred altar, quickly knelt down and prayed according to etiquette, and then dropped a drop of his own blood into the sacred furnace.

He knew his situation and it was impossible to obtain the bloodline of the gods, so he just wanted to complete the ceremony and go back quickly, so as not to delay Han Sen's important events.

The blood was put into the furnace, but there was no reaction at all. Although I had expected this, I was still a little disappointed.

Han Sen was standing at the door of the temple. Master Yang stood up and looked at him with a wry smile and said, "Sir, it seems that the old man has let down your good intentions."

Han Sen couldn't help but frown slightly. Everyone else was here, but the old boy Yu Xian didn't give him any face, which really made him feel a little unhappy.

"It's okay, just wait a moment." Han Sen originally wanted to let Master Yang get the divine bloodline and forget about it. It would be best if he didn't have to step forward, but now he had no choice but to go to the divine case by himself.

Snap!

Han Sen slapped his palm on the divine case, and immediately made a fingerprint on the stone divine case. The whole temple was shocked and shook violently.

This frightened Master Yang. He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Sir, you can't... you can't..."

People in the Imperial Universe have been taught since childhood that gods are supreme. Gods created the heaven, earth, and universe, gave humans the right to survive, and have supreme authority.

The temple is a symbol of divine power and must not be desecrated, otherwise the gods will surely cause disaster.

These concepts are of course due to the bloodline given by the gods, but the main reason is the result of the ruler's propaganda and education, so it is no wonder that Master Yang, after all, this is the environment in which he lives.

For someone like Han Sen who dared to accuse God before God, in Master Yang's opinion, it was simply treason. Even the current emperor of the Qin Empire would not dare to do such a thing.

"Where is Yuxian?" Han Sen ignored Master Yang and just asked coldly.

This sentence made Master Yang shrink even more in fear. Not only did he slap the case in front of the gods, but he dared to call the gods by their names like this. He was simply seeking death.

The next second, Master Yang's face turned pale, and he saw that the Yuxian statue suddenly glowed with a terrifying holy light, transforming into an old god with immortal demeanor, suspended above the divine case.

"It's over... It's over... The true form of the god has appeared... This is going to be very ominous... Master, please leave..." Master Yang trembled as he stepped forward and pulled Han Sen to run away.

However, he was already old and had no genetic blessing, so his movements were too slow. As soon as Master Yang grabbed Han Sen's arm, the old god-like spirit floated down and came to Han Sen.

Master Yang's face turned pale, and he said secretly: "It's such an injustice. It's over now."

But who knew that the god actually bowed and saluted Han Sen respectfully: "The little god didn't know that the master was coming, so he couldn't go out to greet him. I hope you can forgive me."

Master Yang's whole body seemed to be petrified. He stared at Yu Xian and Han Sen with his eyes wide open and looked at Yu Xian and Han Sen in a daze. His mind went blank, as if he couldn't think anymore.

Han Sen pointed at Master Yang and said: "This man is my servant. I brought him here specially to seek the blood of the gods. Can you see what kind of blood you can give him?"

Yu Xian looked at Master Yang, then at Han Sen, and asked cautiously: "Sir, what bloodline do you think is more appropriate to bestow?"

Yuxian was depressed. Although he controlled the divine bloodline, granting it required consuming his original divine power. If the bloodline was given to someone with poor qualifications, that person's achievements would be very limited and would be of no benefit to him.

The Master Yang in front of him was one of those people with extremely poor genetic qualifications. If normal procedures were followed, he would never give such a person divine blood.

But Han Sen had already spoken, but Yu Xian couldn't refuse. Even if the person in front of him had poor qualifications, he still had to give him this divine bloodline.

"Just watch it." Han Sen looked at Yu Xian with a half-smile.

Yu Xian immediately gritted his teeth and thought to himself: "Anyway, I'm going to lose this time. Instead of going through a thankless task and making Lord Gold Coin dissatisfied with me, I might as well just sell him a favor."

Thinking of this, Yu Xian turned towards the divine furnace, and saw the holy brilliance from the divine furnace pouring out like a volcanic eruption. Snow-white feathers rose up into the night, covering the entire temple, like a sky.

It snowed heavily.

In an instant, thousands of feathers flew towards Master Yang's body and merged into his body piece by piece, making Master Yang feel as if he was in a dream.

"Perfect divine bloodline!" Master Yang really suspected that he was dreaming. No, it should be said that he had never even dreamed about it. Not only could he obtain divine bloodline, but also complete divine bloodline. This is what many people dream of.

The perfect divine bloodline that will never come!


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