The last three days of the battle of gods at Mount Buzhou.
The entire Sun God Realm has become peaceful, with only a few forces and tribes still fighting.
The Sun God Clan, in the ancient secret realm.
An old man in a flame robe was sitting on a stone pedestal made of pure sun crystals.
Within the secret realm, there was a hazy light, filled with rich and hot energy, like a huge energy furnace.
His entire body was shrouded in a faint golden halo, which rose and fell slightly with the rhythm of his breathing, echoing with the surrounding energy.
His body stood straight, like a towering mountain, exuding an inviolable majesty.
"Damn Chonglou, I was almost... just a little bit away from getting the Fantian Seal, this divine artifact."
The person who was roaring at the top of his lungs was the ancestor Long Yan who had been killed by Chonglou before.
The Golden Crow clan is also known as the Three-legged Golden Crow. They are born with a secret talent that allows them to create an avatar of the same origin.
"No, I can't fight against Chonglou by myself, not to mention that he has a force like Tianwaitian behind him."
After calming down, Elder Long Yan fell silent and fell into deep thought.
After a while, his eyes suddenly became firm, and he said to himself: "Those who achieve great things do not care about trivial matters. It is their good fortune to be able to pave the way for this ancestor."
Immediately, he quickly used the clan's secret communication method, and rays of light flew out from the secret room and spread to every corner of the Sun God Clan. It was an order to summon all members of the clan.
Soon, clan members came from all directions, looking hurriedly and puzzled at ancestor Long Yan who was sitting on the high platform.
Patriarch Long Yan slowly stood up and stood on the top of the platform, holding an ancient jade plate in his hand. Thousands of pills on the plate exuded a soft and attractive luster, and wisps of spiritual energy rose up like smoke.
"Ancestor, what is this?"
Long Ming was standing at the front and saw what was in front of him at a glance. He couldn't help but look at it with some curiosity.
Ancestor Long Yan glanced at him, a trace of heartache flashed in his pupils, but he still said firmly:
"My tribesmen! I have gathered all of you here today because I have something important to announce."
After that, he raised the jade bottle in his hand and continued, "My Jinwu clan has been passed down for tens of millions of years, and our ancestors even produced an almighty god king. Naturally, our heritage is incomparable to that of ordinary gods."
"These jade bottles in front of us all contain bloodline evolution pills left by our ancestors. After countless years, we have kept them properly and only use them at the critical moment."
"Now, the dark cloud of war has loomed over our heads, and various forces are eyeing us covetously. We must improve our strength in order to survive in this chaotic world and protect the heritage of our clan!"
Patriarch Long Yan's voice was passionate, but there was a barely perceptible sinister glimpse in his eyes, and his hands hidden under his wide sleeves were trembling slightly, showing a mixture of excitement and nervousness.
When the tribesmen heard this, they were all moved and believed in what Ancestor Long Yan said without a doubt.
"The ancestor is right. My Sun God Clan is the descendant of the God King. It is impossible for us to be weaker than other major sects."
"Yes, my Sun God Clan should also rise again!"
"Bloodline Evolution Pill! As long as I take one, I can directly break through to the Holy Spirit Realm."
In the God Realm fraught with danger, strength is the most important thing.
With a desire for powerful strength, at the signal of Ancestor Long Yan, everyone stepped forward one by one to receive the pills and swallowed them without hesitation.
“Huff, huff, huff~”
As the elixir entered their bodies, the tribesmen instantly felt a burning force raging in their bodies like a raging torrent, as if countless fires were burning in their internal organs.
Their skin began to turn red, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down from their foreheads. Then, waves of heat began to emanate from their bodies, and the air around them was distorted.
Then, the divine powers in their bodies began to gather madly and uncontrollably as if being pulled by some mysterious force.
The divine power that originally flowed in the meridians seemed to be pulled by an invisible giant hand and rushed rapidly towards a certain part of the body.
"My divine power is disappearing? My body, what is going on?"
The tribesmen were horrified to find that they were unable to stop this and could only watch their divine power slip away.
As the divine power gathered, dazzling beads gradually took shape on their chests, emitting dazzling light.
At the same time, their bodies were gradually enveloped by a strange flame.
The flame was not an ordinary red color, but a strange golden color. As the flame jumped, it made a "sizzling" sound, as if it was devouring their lives.
"Ancestor, what's going on?"
Some of the tribesmen noticed something was wrong and shouted in fear. Their voices were filled with fear and helplessness, and gradually became hoarse under the burning flames.
"Ancestor, save us!"
More tribesmen screamed in despair. They tried to break free from the flames, but found that their bodies seemed to be fixed and they could not move.
Suddenly, the square was filled with cries and shouts, like hell on earth.
However, Patriarch Long Yan remained indifferent and watched all this with apathy.
"That's it, it should have been like this long ago!"
There was no mercy in his eyes, but instead a hint of greed and excitement.
As time passed, many tribesmen gradually lost their vitality in pain, and their bodies gradually dissipated in the flames, leaving only the Sun God Pearls that radiated powerful power.
"Power, hahahaha... this is a brand new power!"
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