His power began to increase bit by bit.
Yang Xuan felt as if he had swollen up. Not daring to be careless, he hurriedly urged his Spirit Nebula to absorb the power purified by the four pearls.
The balls of light hidden by the four pearls emerged one after another, and then entered the millstone first, turning into a torrent of power and entering Yang Xuan's body.
Vaguely, Yang Xuan felt as if he had become a giant, with the sky above his head and the void beneath his feet.
This great feeling rushed into Yang Xuan's mind in waves, almost making him lose himself.
"Not good!"
Yang Xuan was shocked, knowing that the enormous power from Helim had almost made him lose his mind.
After regaining his senses, he immediately concealed his spirit and qi, clinging to the last bit of clarity in his heart. He only treated the surging power as a river that had nothing to do with him, watching it from a third person's point of view.
Time passed, minute by minute, second by second. Yang Xuan felt that he was getting stronger and stronger, but the sea of light that swept over him did not diminish.
Time was still too short.
Yang Xuan sighed in his heart.
The power from Helim was too strong. Even though he had been trying his best to absorb it, he still could not reduce it significantly.
He roughly estimated that if he wanted to completely absorb this power and turn it into his own, it would probably take tens of thousands of years.
Could he wait that long?
The answer was no.
Now, he could only try his best to absorb as much as possible to increase his leverage.
Time continued to pass. In this almost isolated space, Yang Xuan forgot about his own existence. Like a tireless machine, he worked hard to absorb the power.
At a certain time, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and his eyes suddenly opened.
The originally silent space was now boiling like boiling water, bubbles of all sizes rolling from the bottom to the top.
A strange power spread all around, as if to send him somewhere.
Vaguely, Yang Xuan seemed to see a huge statue that had opened its eyes and was looking at him.
Yang Xuan had a bad feeling. Roughly calculating the time, it was already the seventh day, the time of the ancient god's blessing.
Could it be that this strange price control was the source of the ancient gods' power?
Before he could delve deeper into his conjecture, the lines in the entire space suddenly trembled like the strings of a zither.
Yang Xuan knew something was wrong as a strong tearing force swept through his body.
Once the order was given, the four pearls began to spin madly, sucking in the sea of light once again.
Immediately after, the four pearls turned into four streaks of light and returned to Yang Xuan's body, using a strange method to conceal themselves.
The aura of power that had been released was instantly retracted and hidden again. Within a few seconds, Yang Xuan had become an ordinary person again.
The next moment, countless lines actually climbed onto Yang Xuan's body and pulled him to the side.
A strange whirlpool appeared, and Yang Xuan didn't have time to think before he was pulled into the whirlpool by those lines.
After passing through a long and narrow passage, Yang Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up.
Following that, a scene suddenly appeared before his eyes.
The crowd knelt at his feet reverently, their foreheads touching the ground.
The huge candles burning in all directions let out a sizzling sound as the clouds curled up.
It was impossible to hear what the chanting was about, but it formed a visible wave that formed all kinds of strange patterns in the sky, constantly changing.
Yang Xuan suddenly realized that he had become very tall, and even the huge structure of the Ancient Temple was beneath his feet.
He saw the Deputy Palace Master of the Fairy Palace, the Second Priest of the Ancient Temple, and the white-bearded old man standing at the front.
He also saw Sun Xiaoya, Granny Hua, and the pious and expectant eyes of the disciples of the Fairy Palace.
When he extended his gaze, he even saw Guo Xiaoxiang and the kneeling believers on both sides of the white jade path.
Yang Xuan understood.
He finally understood what he had become, or what he had entered.
He had actually become the huge statue standing in the center of the Ancient Temple.
The chanting continued, and it sounded extremely strange. Yang Xuan had never heard of a language before, but at this moment, he understood it.
It was a scripture, praying to him for his well-being.
Well-Being?
Yang Xuan wanted to laugh.
How could he bestow well-being?
Many strange lines appeared around his body, spreading out like waves, emitting a weak white light.
Yang Xuan suddenly had a strange idea, and tried to touch one of the lines with his palm.
The next moment, he realized that the statue's palm moved, and took the line in his hand.
However, the believers at his feet did not move, and ignored Yang Xuan's actions.
Yang Xuan understood, they could not see the statue's actions.
A strange feeling welled up in his mind, and Yang Xuan threw the line in his hand into the body of a disciple of the Fairy Palace.
When the line entered her body, the disciple of the Fairy Palace cried out in surprise.
"Ah, the Ancient God has blessed me, the Ancient God has blessed me."
Everyone looked at her enviously, as the first person to be blessed by the Ancient God, she was destined to receive more attention.
Yang Xuan understood, so this was the Ancient God's blessing.
But he was confused again.
What he did not understand was, why did he become the Ancient God, and replace it to bless the believers?
Unable to figure it out, Yang Xuan decided not to think about it, and continued to pick up the lines around him, and threw them at the people at his feet.
Of course, the first one he threw it at was Sun Xiaoya.
Sun Xiaoya cried out in surprise, her face flushed red with excitement.
Next was Guo Xiaoxiang, then Grandma Hua, and then Yang Xuan randomly chose people, including the disciples of the Ancient God Temple, the disciples of the Fairy Palace, and of course, the people kneeling outside.
Slowly, the surrounding lines were used up. Those who received the blessing were overjoyed, while those who did not receive the blessing were naturally disappointed.
Yang Xuan realized that his gaze could see very far.
So he raised his head, and looked beyond the stars.
Then, he saw that in the dark and silent starry sky, there was a huge eye that spanned across the Milky Way, and it was emitting a terrifying energy, falling towards this planet.
Yang Xuan's heart trembled as he immediately understood that Helim, after remaining silent for a period of time, was once again probing this place.
And this time, it was definitely different from the last time.
The earth began to tremble, and the mountains began to collapse. Helim's power had not yet landed, but it had already created a terrifying scene.
People began to panic, and the ceremony that was in progress was forced to stop, every pair of eyes staring at the huge eye that suddenly appeared in the sky in horror.
This was a terrifying scene that was completely beyond their imagination.
The entire Upper Xuan Mountain began to tremble, and rocks flew everywhere. Many of the believers who were near the cliff were hit by the huge rocks, and immediately died.
The sky was completely dark, and there was even a huge gap in the sky, revealing the colorful scene of the void.
The High Priest of the Ancient God Temple shouted crazily, "It's the Demon Disaster, the Demon Disaster, God, save us."
His shout seemed to have reminded everyone, and everyone knelt at Yang Xuan's feet in fear, begging for protection.
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