Yu Xian said that there was a terrifying peerless genetic species on the Holy Mountain of Guangming. Han Sen was wary and did not want to cause trouble, so he quietly took Master Yang up the Holy Mountain.
Ever since he met the Great Demon, Han Sen knew that there were many weird things in this world, and he might not be able to solve them all. It was better to keep a low profile.
"Sir, could this be the Holy Mountain of Light, the source of the legendary Holy River of Light?" Master Yang was shocked, looking at the bright and mysterious mountain, his legs were trembling.
"It seems to be called that." Han Sen didn't care and continued walking up the mountain with Master Yang.
Master Yang was frightened: "Sir, I heard that there are terrifying peerless genes on the Holy Mountain of Light, and there are countless mysteries shrouded in them. Even the top experts will die if they enter it..."
"It doesn't matter, I know there is a secret path that can safely reach the temple on the top of the mountain." Han Sen said as he continued walking.
The mountain was shrouded in mysterious mist, and nothing could be seen five meters away. Only the faint sounds of terrifying beast roars could be heard from time to time, and the sound of thunder echoed among them.
Master Yang was very frightened and followed Han Sen closely, not daring to move even half a step away.
Although many sights were scary, Han Sen climbed up according to the path Yu Xian told him, but he did not encounter anything dangerous.
Master Yang was old and frail. Not long after climbing, he was out of breath and sweating all over his body. He was unable to continue climbing. Han Sen had to hold his body with one hand and quickly climbed up the mountain.
He didn't know how high the mountain was. At Han Sen's speed, it still took him half a day to climb before he could see the top of the mountain.
Different from the weather below, the top of the mountain is a gentle scene, as if it is above the sea of clouds. Everything can be seen clearly, there is no wind, no thunder and no dust, just like a piece of pure land.
On the top of the mountain, there is an ancient temple, built with bluestone bricks and tiles. It looks very simple and mysterious, but it looks a little shabby and has no incense at first glance.
"Sir, there really is a temple here." Seeing the temple, Master Yang felt much more at ease.
Han Sen looked up at the top of the temple door, and sure enough he saw the words "Yu Xian Temple" written on it. The fonts were elegant and dusty, as if they were written by gods.
"Let's go in. After seeking the blood of the gods, we have to go back quickly." Han Sen said and walked towards the temple.
Master Yang did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly walked to the temple first: "Sir, the old man is going to beg for help right now, because he is afraid that this useless body will let you down, my lord."
With that said, Master Yang entered the temple, came to the sacred case, quickly knelt down and prayed according to etiquette, and then dropped a drop of his own blood into the sacred furnace.
He knew his situation and it was impossible to obtain the blood of the gods, so he just wanted to complete the ceremony and go back quickly, so as not to delay Han Sen's important events.
The blood entered the furnace, but there was no reaction at all. Although I had expected this, I was still a little disappointed.
Han Sen was standing at the door of the temple. Master Yang stood up and looked at him with a bitter smile: "Sir, it seems that the old man has let down your good intentions."
Han Sen couldn't help but frown slightly. Everyone else was here, but Yu Xian, the old boy, didn't show any respect at all, which really made him a little unhappy.
"It's okay, just wait a moment." Han Sen originally wanted to let Master Yang get the divine bloodline and forget about it. It would be best if he didn't have to step forward, but now he had to go to the magic case by himself.
Snapped!
Han Sen slapped his palm on the divine case, and immediately made a fingerprint on the stone divine case. The whole temple was shocked and shook violently.
This frightened Master Yang. He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Sir, you can't... you can't..."
People in the Imperial Universe have been taught since childhood that the gods are supreme. The gods created the heaven, earth, and universe, gave humans the right to survive, and have supreme authority.
The temple is a symbol of divine power and must not be desecrated, otherwise the gods will surely cause disaster.
Although these concepts are due to the bloodline given by the gods, the most important thing is the result of the ruler's propaganda and education, so it is no wonder that Master Yang, after all, this is the environment in which he lives.
People like Han Sen who dared to accuse God before God were simply treasonous in Master Yang's eyes. Even the current emperor of the Qin Empire would not dare to do such a thing.
"Where is Yuxian?" Han Sen ignored Master Yang and just asked coldly.
This sentence made Master Yang shrink even more in fear. Not only did he slap the case in front of the gods, but he dared to call the gods by their names like this. He was simply seeking death.
The next second, Master Yang's face turned pale, and he saw that the Yuxian statue suddenly glowed with a terrifying holy light, transforming into an old god with immortal demeanor, suspended above the divine case.
"It's over... It's over... The true form of the god has appeared... This is going to be very ominous... Sir, please leave..." Master Yang tremblingly stepped forward and pulled Han Sen to run away.
However, he was already old and had no genetic blessing, so his movements were too slow. As soon as Master Yang grabbed Han Sen's arm, the old god-like spirit had already floated down and came to Han Sen.
Master Yang's face turned pale and he said to himself: "It's such an injustice. It's over now."
But who knew that the god actually bowed and saluted Han Sen respectfully: "The little god didn't know that the master was coming, so he couldn't go out to greet him. I hope you can forgive me."
Master Yang's whole body seemed to be petrified. He stared at Yu Xian and Han Sen with his eyes wide open and looked at Yu Xian and Han Sen like a fool. His mind went blank, as if he couldn't think anymore.
Han Sen pointed at Master Yang and said, "This man is my servant. I brought him here specially to seek the bloodline of the gods. Can you see what kind of bloodline you can give him?"
Yu Xian looked at Master Yang, then at Han Sen, and asked cautiously: "Sir, what bloodline do you think is more appropriate to bestow?"
Yu Xian was depressed. Although he controlled the divine bloodline, granting the bloodline required consuming his original divine power. If the bloodline was given to someone with poor qualifications, that person's achievements would be very limited and would be of no benefit to him.
The Master Yang in front of him was one of those people with extremely poor genetic qualifications. If normal procedures were followed, he would never give such a person the divine bloodline.
But Han Sen had already spoken, but Yuxian couldn't refuse. Even if the person in front of him had poor qualifications, he still had to give him the divine blood.
"Just watch it." Han Sen looked at Yuxian with a half-smile.
Yu Xian immediately gritted his teeth and thought to himself: "Anyway, I'm going to lose this time. Instead of going through a thankless task and making Lord Gold Coin dissatisfied with me, I might as well just sell him a favor."
Thinking of this, Yu Xian pointed towards the divine furnace, and saw the holy brilliance from the divine furnace pouring out like a volcanic eruption. Snow-white feathers rose up into the night, covering the entire temple, like a sky. It snowed heavily.
In an instant, thousands of feathers flew towards Master Yang's body, and merged into his body piece by piece, making Master Yang feel as if he was in a dream.
"Perfect divine bloodline!" Master Yang really suspected that he was dreaming. No, it should be said that he had never even dreamed that he could not only obtain divine bloodline, but also complete divine bloodline. This is what many people dream of. The perfect divine bloodline will never come!
