The brilliance that filled his eyeballs gradually dissipated, and Qin Yichen slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the ancient temple that appeared in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded. Obviously, he did not expect that behind this ancient monument.

There is such a strange place hidden in it.

And with the appearance of Qin Yichen, a ray of light suddenly emerged from this strange space.

"Buzz..."

In just a moment, the light turned into a figure. When the figure appeared, the blood flowing in Qin Yichen's body suddenly felt familiar.

This figure was wearing a robe, and there didn't seem to be any strong fluctuations on his body. However, the appearance of such a figure made the whole world tremble, as if the world could not withstand this person's punches and kicks.

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"Someone from our clan is finally here."

The man in robe stepped on the void, slowly came to Qin Yichen, and murmured softly. There was a touch of relief in his voice, and there seemed to be a hint of relief.

"Human Qin Yichen, pays homage to ancestor Hongjun!"

Hearing the man's words, Qin Yichen finally couldn't help the excitement in his heart. He knelt in the void and gave the most solemn ceremony to the figure in the human race.

This figure has a pair of dark pupils, and there is a strange wisdom in those deep eyes.

Qin Yichen had seen this familiar face in many ancient books of the human race. The man in front of him was the ancestor who once stood at the top of the world and led the human race to open up a place for reproduction... Hongjun

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"Qin Yichen is a good name."

The man in the robe smiled slightly and reached out to help Qin Yichen up. His eyes looked up and down at the latter, and his face was full of relief.

"What is the situation of the human race now? Are they still being bullied by all races?"

Then, Hongjun sighed softly and asked.

Hearing this, Qin Yichen pondered for a moment, and finally said honestly: "Many forces in the Ten Thousand Clans Continent still don't want to see the rise of our clan, but now my clan cannot be bullied by anyone...

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Qin Yichen organized his thoughts, and then detailed his relationship with the Demon-Slaying Alliance over the years.

When Qin Yichen finished his last word, Patriarch Hongjun nodded slowly, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Being able to make friends with two emperor-level races, boy, it seems that you played a major role in them."

Hongjun looked at Qin Yichen, and after a moment, he chuckled.

"Is the ancestor still alive now?"

Qin Yichen asked hesitantly after pondering for a while.

If Ancestor Hongjun still exists in a special way, then the rise of the human race is bound to be possible. Looking at the continent of Ten Thousand Races, there are only a handful of people who can compete with such peak powerhouses, even the Phoenix Clan.

Regress!

However, under Qin Yichen's gaze, Hongjun shook his head and said: "What you see now is just a little bit of my remaining consciousness. Before I fell, Feng'er did not hesitate to consume the huge resources of the Feng clan,

I keep this consciousness here just to wait for your arrival."

"And I've been waiting for too long. Maybe my consciousness will completely dissipate."

Hearing this, Qin Yichen's eyes flashed with disappointment. He knew that the "Feng'er" mentioned by the latter must be his ancestor's wife, the saint of the Phoenix tribe who fought side by side with his ancestor and faced the gods and Buddhas in the sky!

"Although our clan seems to be safe for the time being, there is still a big gap between the backbone of our clan and many forces in the Ten Thousand Races Continent, and we are simply unable to compete head-on with the top races."

Qin Yichen smiled bitterly and said.

"Boy, the foundation of our clan is no weaker than those of the so-called top races. Moreover, with you in charge, I believe that ordinary forces will not dare to cause trouble for our clan."

Hongjun raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him. He could feel that the latter had a bit of his own style back then.

Hearing the ancestor's praise, Qin Yichen didn't have much pride on his face, because he knew how heavy the burden on his shoulders was.

"Is there anything you want to ask me?"

The ancestor looked at Qin Yichen with kind eyes and said softly.

"Ancestor, I want to know how to cultivate the power of our clan's bloodline?"

Hearing this, a strange light flashed in Qin Yichen's eyes. Immediately, he took a deep breath and asked slowly.

"Haha, it seems you feel it too?"

Upon hearing Qin Yichen's question, the ancestor narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled.

Seeing his appearance, Qin Yichen's expression suddenly condensed.

"You are very good. You should have awakened almost 10% of your bloodline power now."

The ancestor looked at Qin Yichen, and there was some emotion in his voice: "Even back then, I only awakened 20% of the power of my bloodline..."

Hearing this, Qin Yichen's expression couldn't help but become extremely solemn.

Every time he made a breakthrough, he felt that his bloodline power seemed to be suppressed by a strange force. It seemed that this was not his illusion!

"I can't answer your question, but I'm waiting for you here to help you and save you from the horror I experienced back then."

Seeing Qin Yichen's solemn expression, the ancestor chuckled and said.

"Big Terror?!"

Hearing the ancestor's words, Qin Yichen's eyes couldn't help but shrink suddenly. What is it that makes such peak beings so solemn when mentioned?

"Buzz..."

However, the ancestor seemed to be afraid of something, and did not go into details. He chuckled lightly, and with a wave of his arm, golden brilliance suddenly surged in this strange space. Within a moment, an extremely terrifying wave appeared.

The special power slowly spread out from the golden brilliance.

Looking at this golden brilliance, Qin Yichen felt that the power of blood in his body was flowing rapidly at this moment. Vaguely, he seemed to be able to hear some eager sounds of joy coming from the power of blood.

"Is this the power of the ancestor's bloodline?"

Qin Yichen clasped his hands tightly, this familiar feeling was definitely unmistakable!

"Come on, descendants of our clan, let me help you one last time."

Next to that brilliance, the figure of the ancestor turned white-haired in the blink of an eye, and his voice also became extremely old. However, under this oldness, there was a glimmer of hope.

After all, the human race has not been destroyed by the covetous forces in the Ten Thousand Races Continent. Although the junior in front of him is not as powerful as he was back then, Hongjun can feel that what he failed to achieve back then, maybe this junior can be able to
Chapter completed!