I'll give you light.
There's no need to hold any bloody ceremony or carry out the final sacrifice.
Since you want to wake up the existence, then force him to wake up.
Shen Zhenyi sat on the crystal throne and stretched out his finger.
At the tip of his finger, there was a little green light.
It floated in the air.
It was like a dandelion seed, but also like the floating catkins in spring. With vitality and warmth, it slowly fell between Xuan Yan's eyebrows.
If you want light, I'll give you light.
"Ugh —"
Xuan Yan, who had been in a daze, suddenly let out a painful groan. His body curled up and his eyes rolled back.
"What did you do!"
The old woman flew up and rushed to Xuan Yan recklessly. No matter how afraid she was of Shen Zhenyi, she couldn't care less now.
Xuan Yan was the last hope of their plan.
She might not care about his life or death, but she had to care about his existence.
"Don't worry."
Shen Zhenyi had no intention of stopping her. He just smiled faintly. "It's just saving you the step of blood sacrifice and keeping this child's consciousness."
In the next world, summoning gods couldn't use normal methods. They could only use blood sacrifice — or even large-scale sacrifice of living people — to attract some of the gods' attention. They might send down a projection from thousands of worlds away.
Although the Xuan family had the bloodline of gods, it was already thin and withered. Only by sacrificing the bloodline of the entire family and resonating with the bloodline of the last male would there be a chance.
This was a long and painful process.
During this process, Xuan Yan's consciousness couldn't resist the descent of gods. It would dissipate into nothingness, which was equivalent to death.
In other words, the stronger his pain, the more complete the descent of the god's consciousness might be.
Shen Zhenyi directly skipped this process.
He activated Xuan Yan's god's bloodline!
The old woman knew the process of the descent of gods. Now that she saw Xuan Yan's abnormality, she couldn't help but exclaim.
"Heaven's Eye!"
A golden diamond-shaped mark appeared between Xuan Yan's eyebrows. In the center of the mark, there was a crack in his skin, as if a fetus's eye was about to open!
This was the Heaven's Eye!
It was clearly stated in the secret ancient books of the Xuan family that this was the sign of a successful descent of gods!
How was this possible?
The old woman was dumbfounded.
According to the original method of the blood sacrifice, the person would have to suffer in the Purgatory Pool for at least seven days and seven nights. Only then would the bloodline's final wail and scream be able to pass through the vault of heaven and be noticed by the fragment of God's consciousness. After that, the projection of God would descend and take over the body. This period of time would be equally dangerous, long, and tragic.
Even if this blood sacrifice went smoothly, it would still take about half a month.
Half a month later, Xuan Yan, who had completely lost his consciousness, would be able to obtain the favor of the Heaven's Eye!
How could this man eliminate everything in between with just a wave of his hand?
When Shen Zhenyi and the others stopped her just now, the old woman was in despair. She was almost afraid that the great plan that the Xuan family had planned for hundreds of years would fail. But who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, the goal that they had paid such a huge price for and sacrificed so much was actually achieved in such a miraculous manner?
"How did Young Master do it? Who … who are you? "
The old woman was in a trance.
Could it be that this young man was also a god? Otherwise, how could he awaken another god so easily?
"Shen San of the Abandoned Sword Villa."
Shen Zhenyi sighed softly. "Don't be too surprised. It's not over yet. An ancient god with a broken bloodline consciousness. God knows if he still has his reason. "
Before he finished speaking, they heard a roar from Xuan Yan. He suddenly flew up, broke through the arched beam above his head, and went straight to the sky!
The swaying ice dragons on the ground all let out chirping cheers together. They also jumped up and hovered in the air to worship.
It was like thousands of dragons fighting for a pearl!
The old woman hurriedly flew up and looked up. She saw Xuan Yan floating in the air. His face was pale, and his whole body was emitting a light like unpolished jade. In the soft light, there was a trace of blood.
The ice dragons rolled up and down. They were happy and scared, surrounding Xuan Yan to protect him.
The air around them became colder, and they seemed to be able to hear the sound of the air freezing. The buildings on the island were suddenly covered with a layer of frost, and cracks appeared on the ice layer on the lake. It was not a sign of melting, but a rapid drop in temperature. The ice was about to be frozen and cracked!
"The ice dragons worship, the cold air attacks people."
The old woman's eyes were shining with tears.
"This is really …"
Everything was exactly the same as what was recorded.
This was the arrival of a god!
The Xuan family had been silently planning for hundreds of years and paid the price of the destruction of the entire family. Now … now it had really come true!
"This is a god?"
Cynanchum Chinense and the others followed Shen Zhenyi and floated in the air. She looked at Xuan Yan, who had a completely different temperament, and asked curiously.
There was indeed a strong and terrifying aura coming from this child. This was definitely not the strength that this little boy could have in the past. Maybe this was a real god descending.
Of course, Cynanchum Chinense was not afraid.
"It's just a very small piece of consciousness."
Shen Zhenyi shook his head disapprovingly. "A god is like a towering tree. What can fall in this world is just a leaf that has been detached from the trunk."
"But …"
He looked at Xuan Yan's closed eyes. "It's enough to cause trouble. When he opens his eyes later, if it's a normal color or blue-green, it's fine. If it's blood-red, the three of you will attack together and stop him. "
"What does blood-red eyes mean? Does it mean that he's possessed? "Cynanchum Chinense guessed blindly.
"There isn't such a big gap between a god and a demon."
Shen Zhenyi's tone was calm.
"A god is a creature that can control the origin of heaven and earth. You can understand that they are born with the protection of divine light, which is comparable to a True God warrior. But when it comes to the mind, they are no different from ordinary people. "
Being born strong did not mean that their consciousness was strong.
After continuously expanding themselves and splitting into thousands of consciousnesses, no one could predict what a god's beliefs and rationality would become.
If the crazy fragments of consciousness gained power, then in this low-level world, it could cause great destruction.
Cynanchum Chinense, Princess Long, and Zi Ningjun did not fully understand, but their master would not be wrong. The three of them did not question him and stared at Xuan Yan's eyes, waiting for him to open his eyes.
The colder the air was.
The colder the temperature was.
Just as the space was about to be frozen, Xuan Yan suddenly opened his hands.
The thousands of ice dragons in the sky shattered and turned into whistling snowflakes. In an instant, they were blown away by the cold wind and disappeared without a trace. The old woman wanted to open her mouth and shout, but she was suppressed by the oppressive aura and could not speak. She made a sound in her throat and widened her eyes. Her heart was seized by fear again, and she could only feel her heart beating wildly.
At the same time, Xuan Yan opened his eyes.
In an instant.
Blood! Light! Light! Heaven!
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