Qin Yichen carried the corpse of the old potentate on his back with the divine sword in hand. After a few twists and turns, he returned to the Human Race.
At this time, Wu Ji and the other almighties led countless human powerhouses to welcome him in Heaven's Elysium.
In the Divine Sky City, there was a white ribbon hanging on every mansion. The entire Human Race was grieving over the loss of such a protector.
The Grand Elder had already returned the tokens to the powerhouses and invited them over. He only had one request, and that was to protect the Human Race in secret for about ten years.
In the past, no matter how much they owed the Grand Elder, the Grand Elders would never agree to such a condition.
However, the two battles before the old potentate's death were destined to shock everyone.
Before the Divine Sky City, the three sovereigns had fallen, and the three top races had been wiped out as well.
There was also a peak existence in the Myriad Races Continent, who had been killed by the old potentate's sword.
Moreover, the race behind that peak existence was extremely powerful. Without his protection, their race immediately fell into a huge crisis.
Countless almighties looked at those places at the same time.
With the destruction of that huge top race, the White Flood Dragon, and the other two top races, the Myriad Races Continent was destined to enter a period of chaos. Countless experts wanted to take advantage of this to get a good territory and plunder its wealth.
At this time, the Human Race's situation was much better.
Although there were still countless races secretly eyeing the Human Race, no one dared to be the first to invade.
After all, no one knew if Tian Wuming had left behind any terrifying trump cards. No one wanted to follow in the footsteps of the three top races.
While they were sorting out Tian Wuming's funeral, Qin Yichen's identity was once again acknowledged by many almighties.
However, to Qin Yichen's surprise, he had thought that there would be many trivial matters to deal with. Instead, he found that they were all taken over by the Elder Academy.
Qin Yichen was very grateful for this.
With the Martial Soul of the True Dragon, he naturally knew the responsibilities he had to bear. However, he had a headache when it came to trivial matters.
Fortunately, almost all the almighties had the same mentality.
That was to let Qin Yichen cultivate in peace.
Only by letting him grow would the Human Race have hope.
Otherwise, after ten years, when the powerhouses that the Grand Elder had painstakingly invited left, the Human Race would most likely fall into the same crisis again.
At that time, the Human Race would have no second Tian Wuming to save them. They would have to rely on themselves.
During this period, many Primes brought the corpses of the foreign powerhouses back to their sacred grounds. They did not hesitate to use a huge amount of resources to try their best to nurture the talented powerhouses of their own factions.
A large number of corpses from the foreign races were transported back to the various Holy Lands. Groups of outstanding experts also began to display their extraordinary talents.
In just a year, the Human Race's Grand Elders, the Human Race's's, the Human Race had a Saint.
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A year passed in the blink of an eye.
During this time, Qin Yichen's's.
However, no matter how hard he tried to cultivate, his cultivation did not break through to the Middle Saint level.
In this regard, although Qin Yichen was anxious, there was nothing he could do.
If he forced himself to cultivate, he might be stuck at that stage for his entire life.
Moreover, he knew that he was able to break through to the Saint level with the help of the Bloodline Power. If he did not use the Bloodline Power, he would not even be able to condense the Holy Power.
The current situation made Qin Yichen very anxious.
If he did not even have the Holy Power, how could he cultivate? How could he perfect it and improve?
However, he might be the first person from the Human Race to awaken the Bloodline Power. Even in the notes left behind by Hong Jun Ancestor, there was no explanation about the Bloodline Power.
He could only rely on himself to figure it out.
"Looks like I have to ask Qianxue about this."
After trying many methods to no avail, Qin Yichen could only think of this method.
The Demon Battlefield was left behind by a powerful figure from the Phoenix Tribe. He was lucky enough to absorb the Blood Essence left behind by the powerful figure and finally awakened his Bloodline Power.
Moreover, Feng Qianxue had mentioned the Bloodline Power to him. Perhaps she knew many things from the Phoenix Tribe that were not recorded by the Human Race.
However, wanting to find Feng Qianxue was not some simple matter.
She was now in a high position in the Phoenix Tribe. Moreover, the Phoenix Tribesmen had been confined to the Ninth Heaven Fire Sea. Unless it was a special situation, they would not step out of the tribe.
It would be difficult to contact Feng Qianxue.
"Oh right, Qingluan!"
Qin Yichen, who was sitting in the stone hall and pondering, seemed to have thought of something. He slapped his thigh and suddenly stood up.
Before he left, Feng Qianxue and Feng Rou were still in the Qingluan Marten Clan.
He could see that Qingluan loved Feng Rou. Moreover, Feng Rou seemed to have a special feeling for him.
Given Qingluan's nature, he might really be able to keep in touch with Feng Rou.
As long as he found Feng Rou, he would be able to contact Feng Qianxue.
Thinking of this, Qin Yichen suddenly stood up and quickly walked out of the stone hall.
In the hall of Heaven's Elysium's Elder Guild, several figures stood.
These figures were not only the group of elders from the Elders Guild, but even Wu Ji was among them.
At this juncture, although the primes had returned to their respective sacred grounds, they could not let their guard down and still gathered here.
This way, they would be able to detect any unusual movements outside the Human Race.
"Potentate!"
As soon as Qin Yichen entered the hall, Wu Ji and the other powerful figures sensed him. Immediately, they bowed slightly to Qin Yichen and greeted him.
"Potentate, are you in trouble?"
Looking at Qin Yichen, Wu Ji frowned slightly and asked.
For the past year, the latter had been cultivating in his stone hall. They had not seen Qin Yichen many times, and this time, his aura did not seem to have increased at all.
It seemed that Qin Yichen had encountered some difficulties in his cultivation.
The other powerful figures in the hall also had a slight change in their expressions.
Although the Human Race's situation had temporarily stabilized, the crisis was still there before the appearance of a supreme expert.
Qin Yichen, with his monstrous talent and Martial Soul of the True Dragon, carried the hope of the Human Race.
As long as he grew, the Human Race would be able to stabilize again.
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