The drop of golden blood given by Dao Ancient Ye Mo was suspended in his Dantian, like a miniature scorching sun, exuding an ancient and wild aura.
That is the original power of the Dao Ancient bloodline, the purest crystallization of power of the Ancient God clan. Even just one drop is enough to drive Ancient God under the Eight Stars crazy.
Luo Chuan can clearly feel that there is an unruly will deep in that drop of blood, as if it is about to break through the shackles of his body at any time and return to the world.
This is the last trace of obsession that Dao Ancient Ye Mo forcibly sealed in it before his death. It is both a gift and a trust.
"Eight-Star Ancient God..."
Luo Chuan murmured to himself, opened his eyes, and looked at the sky above the bamboo forest that was slightly distorted by the spiritual power.
His current seven-star peak Ancient God Body, coupled with Kongnie's early immortal cultivation, is already able to run rampant in Cultivation Alliance Star Domain.
But facing the legendary Palm Sovereign, facing the behemoth deeper in the Cultivation Alliance, this little power is not enough.
Far from enough.
Luo Chuan knows in his heart that the dangers that attack Eight-Star Ancient God are far more dangerous than those of ordinary monks who have broken through the realm.
Ancient God The bloodline carries the laws of heaven and earth in the flesh. Each star's crossing is tearing and reshaping the limits of its own bloodline. If you are not careful, your body and soul will be destroyed, and you will not even be qualified for reincarnation.
Dao Ancient Ye Mo When it attacked the Eight Stars, it took three hundred years, countless resources from the clan, and dozens of elders from the same clan to protect the law, before it barely succeeded.
Luo Chuan stood up slowly, walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest, sat down cross-legged in the center of the densest bamboo bush, waved his hands and deployed dozens of prohibition formations, turning a hundred feet in radius into a restricted area.
Li Muwan sensed movement, walked out of the bamboo house in the distance, looked at the blurry figure deep in the bamboo forest, moved his lips slightly, and finally did not come forward to disturb.
She just stood quietly in the distance, clasping her hands in front of her chest, closing her eyes just like she prayed for Luo Chuan in Vermilion Bird Tomb.
Impact Eight-Star Ancient God, begins.
Luo Chuan Take a deep breath, and the spiritual power in your body surges like a torrent, guiding the drop of golden blood in the Dantian to slowly rise up, along the meridians, and finally reaches the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows.
Boom!!
As a dull loud noise exploded deep in the soul, Luo Chuan felt that his entire consciousness was dragged into an endless void by an arrogant force.
There are no stars or light in this void, only endless dark golden air currents surging and roaring. Each air current is as heavy as a mountain, hitting his soul, making the sound of gold and iron.
This is the trial ground for the Ancient God bloodline. It is the Shura field that every Ancient God who has hit the Eight Stars throughout the ages must face.
Luo Chuan's soul incarnation stands in the center of the void, as small as dust.
From all directions, countless dark gold air currents converged into giant dragons, rushing towards him with teeth and claws.
He didn't dodge.
The advancement of Ancient God lineage has never been based on trickery, but on crushing.
Crush the rules with the body, crush the blood with the will, and crush the heaven and earth with the unyielding force.
Luo Chuan also roared, and Seven-Star Ancient God's body erupted in full force, with seven dark golden stars appearing around it.
Each one exudes a heaven-destroying aura.
Luo Chuan suddenly took a step forward, punched out, and faced the nearest dark gold air dragon head-on.
The fists and dragons struck each other, and the void burst.
The Dark Gold Qi Dragon let out a shrill scream, and was shattered by his punch, turning into golden light spots all over the sky.
But the next moment, those light spots condensed again and turned into more and denser air currents, coming like a tide.
One, two, four, eight...
Endless dark gold air dragons were born from the void and rushed towards Luo Chuan. Every impact made his seven-star shadow tremble, and cracks spread like spider webs.
A trace of golden blood overflowed from the corner of Luo Chuan's mouth, which was a sign that Ancient God Body's origin was damaged.
But he didn't take even half a step back. Instead, he looked up to the sky and roared. His fists were like two heavy hammers, smashing shock ripples visible to the naked eye in the void. Every air dragon that came close was beaten to pieces by him.
But there are too many.
There are simply too many.
This void seemed to have sensed the Dao Ancient bloodline in his body, and turned all the resentment of the enemies who had died at the hands of the Dao Ancient clan throughout the ages into the power of trial, crazily squeezing every inch of his soul and every ounce of flesh and blood.
Luo Chuan's consciousness began to blur. Four of the seven star shadows had been shattered, and the remaining three were also covered with cracks and could completely collapse at any time.
Just when he was about to lose his strength, a gentle voice, filled with admiration and concern, passed through the boundary between the bamboo forest and the void, and was clearly transmitted into the depths of his soul.
"Brother Luo Chuan, don't think about it, Jun Wan will go first and pray for your safe return in the reincarnation."
Those were the last words in the photo taken by Lin Junwan.
Luo Chuan's eyes suddenly widened.
It's not sadness or anger, but a deeper and more intense emotion, like a volcano that has been silent for thousands of years, completely erupting at this moment.
"Jun Wan is waiting for me in reincarnation." He whispered, his voice hoarse but firm as iron, "If I die here, who will pick her back in reincarnation?"
"If you want to prevent me from breaking through Eight-Star Ancient God, you are not qualified!"
Luo Chuan's voice became louder and louder, and finally turned into a roar that shook the nine heavens. The drop of golden blood suspended between the eyebrows was completely shattered at this moment.
The golden blood turned into countless golden threads as thin as hair, pouring into every inch of his bones, every inch of meridians, and every cell in his body.
And above the bamboo forest, the clear sky was torn apart in an instant, and a huge dark golden light pillar soared from Luo Chuan's body into the sky.
The dark golden light pillar suddenly poked a hole of several hundred feet in the blue sea-like sky, revealing the deep and boundless starry sky behind the hole.
In an instant, the ancient divine patterns in the starry sky slowly rotated, like a giant beast that had been sleeping for eternity opening its eyes.
Hengyue Sect Up and down, all the disciples felt the suffocating pressure, and many disciples with low cultivation levels knelt on the ground, trembling.
The sky and the earth roared, and the dark golden light pillar penetrated the sky, tearing all the sea of clouds above Hengyue Sect into pieces.
What is contained in that beam of light is no longer the majestic brute force of Seven-Star Ancient God, but the power of the most orthodox supreme bloodline of Dao Ancient.
It seems as if it has existed since the beginning of the world. Just a trace of breath that escapes makes the entire spiritual veins of Vermilion Bird Planet bow their heads and tremble, and all souls are silent.
Luo Chuan was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bamboo forest. His clothes had already been turned into ashes by the violent impact. On his exposed skin, densely packed dark golden divine patterns appeared, like patterns in the starry sky.
These divine patterns traveled along his bones and meridians, and every time they flickered, the strength of his body skyrocketed at a terrifying speed.