"Imperial Power Incense Burn!"
A shocking sound echoed across the Ancient Shi imperial city. The entire palace was silent and everyone's gazes gathered on the person in the imperial robe standing in front of the furnace at the center of the square.
Ji Du no longer looked like a young man; he gave off a mature feeling. He stood there and looked up at the sky as the shocking sound echoed in his ears.
The sky was dark blue, and there were no clouds in the sky. A gentle breeze blew through the clear sky, and when it landed on the body, it gave people a very comfortable feeling.
Before him was the large furnace, and the incense was waiting for him to light it.
At this moment, he was the focus of everyone and countless members of the Ancient Shi. Those who weren't qualified to come to the imperial city but were in their own cities were all looking toward the direction of the imperial city.
Even gazes from the imperial cities of the Dao Ji and Ji Ji clans seemed to penetrate through and look over.
"Ancient Shi Emperor … Godfather, this child is about to become the emperor!"
Ji Du looked at the sky and his gaze fell on the statue of the Ancient Ancestor in the distance. He took a deep breath and waved his sleeve. He walked forward and waved his right hand. A ball of fire immediately appeared and enveloped the Imperial Power Incense. The moment it was lit, Ji Du's eyes lit up.
"Greetings, Emperor!"
Another heaven-shaking voice echoed through the palace. All the people here knelt on one knee. Only Ji Du's father stood in the palace and looked at Ji Du.
As the incense was ignited, a wisp of green smoke rose into the air, causing the sky to change colors. The wind and clouds scattered, and there was a roar in the sky. A huge crack was torn open, and roars came from within.
It was a giant ancient god that was 100,000 feet tall. Beside him were ancient demons and ancient devils. They carried a giant war drum as they slowly walked out from the rift and floated in the air.
Ji Du's body flickered and he flew into the air. He didn't hesitate to raise his right hand and punch the drum.
With a bang, the muffled drum sound echoed. This sound was filled with a sense of majesty as it spread across the imperial palace, the imperial city, and the entire Ancient Shi.
"First bow!" Another shocking voice rang out, causing all of the clan members to bow.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
As they bowed, their voices fused together to form a sound wave that surged into the sky. An even louder voice came from every corner of the imperial city.
As the drum echoed, all the cities in the Ancient Shi echoed the same sound!
Bang!
As Ji Du's right hand fell, the second sound of the drum reverberated once more. "Second bow!" "Greetings, Emperor!"
The sound became even more intense, replacing everything in the world. It became the strongest sound wave apart from the sound of the drums.
"Foster father, child's might is for the emperor!" Ji Du's right hand landed on the war drum for the third time.
As the sound of the drum echoed, Wang Lin remained motionless inside the ancestral temple. His eyes were closed, and at this moment, he saw a world.
The sky was dim and the earth was blurry. It was shrouded in a thin layer of fog. One could only vaguely see ruins that had been abandoned for an unknown amount of time.
There was no confusion in Wang Lin's eyes. As he walked, he didn't know if he was walking on the earth or the void. He looked around and slowly walked forward.
He didn't know how long he had walked. Perhaps it was a day, perhaps it was a year, or perhaps it was a lifetime … Until one day, he saw a mountain before him!
Seven-colored snowflakes were falling on the mountain, and he saw a familiar figure. This figure was holding a corpse and roaring at the sky.
His long hair was indistinguishable under the seven-colored snow as it moved with the wind.
The moment he saw this figure, Wang Lin trembled and his breathing became ragged. What he saw was not the roaring figure, but the corpse the figure was holding.
However, he could only see the black hair hanging down. He couldn't see what the corpse looked like, and he couldn't even tell if the corpse was a man or a woman. His face was pale as he desperately rushed toward the mountain at full speed.
However, even after rushing for a long time, he still couldn't get close. He couldn't see what the corpse looked like. It was as if the distance between him and the mountain was a ravine that no life could cross.
The roar became even more intense, and it was filled with endless grief and anger. The sky once again showed signs of collapsing, as if the power of this roar was enough to shatter the heavens and the earth.
When the roar entered Wang Lin's ears, Wang Lin's heart suddenly felt intense pain. This pain was not as great as the Ancient Dao Three Soul Splits he had endured, but to him, this pain was the most intense in the world.
"Heaven and earth!!" The figure on the mountain raised its head and let out a roar!
"What's the use of being at the top of the world!!!
"What's the use of being worshiped by all living beings!!!
"What's the use of the Boundless Calamity Sutra!!!
"If the world is like this, why not destroy it!!!
"If all living beings are like this, why not disappear!!!
"If the Boundless Calamity Sutra is like this, why not pass it down!!!
"If that's the case, then I will use my own method to make the blue sky close its eyes, make the earth sleep, make the Yellow Springs flow in reverse, make reincarnation stop, and make the heavens … have no thoughts!!!"
The voice was filled with a shocking will that spread out in all directions. The successor, Wang Lin, caused his mind to tremble. His body rapidly disintegrated, as if he was about to be driven out of this place.
At the instant his body completely dissipated, he saw the figure on the seven-colored mountain holding the corpse. With a mournful expression, he took a step into the sky. At the instant his foot landed, the sky collapsed, and he brought the corpse with him as he stepped into the collapsed sky.
The voice lingered in the air. Wang Lin opened his eyes. He was still in the ancestral temple, and his withered body seemed to have decayed. Before him, the shadow of his nascent divinity opened its eyes at the same time and looked at him.
In the end, he still could not clearly see the corpse's appearance. Even the voice of the figure was indistinct. It was familiar, but there was also a hint of unfamiliarity.
The surroundings were very quiet. However, there were still the faint sounds of "Greetings, Your Majesty!" coming from outside.
However, Wang Lin turned a deaf ear to it, and his eyes were filled with confusion. After a long time, this confusion gradually dissipated. He silently pondered for a while and forced himself to stop thinking about this matter. However, it was very difficult, and only after trying many times did he force himself to stop thinking about it.
While pondering, Wang Lin had to force himself to do something else. Otherwise, his thoughts would take root and cause him to collapse.
"It can't be … It can't be … It can't be …" Wang Lin muttered as he clenched his teeth. He raised his right hand and pointed at the origin soul before him. The origin soul shined brightly, causing the entire ancestral temple to be filled with a powerful light.
Under this light, the origin soul suddenly expanded and occupied the entire ancestral temple. However, it didn't stop and continued to expand. It shrouded the entire ancestral temple and charged toward the statue of the Ji Ancestor!
Drums echoed inside the palace. "Ninth bow!"
"Greetings, Your Majesty!!"
As the voices of all the Ancient Shi members echoed, a bright light came from the Ancient Ancestor statue in the distance.
Ji Du was in the sky, outside the war drum. He raised his right hand and turned his head. He immediately saw the Ancient Ancestor statue in the distance. The 27 halos gave off a dazzling light that spread in all directions. There seemed to be a shadow that spread from below the Ancient Ancestor statue and instantly covered half of the statue.
"Godfather!" Ji Du was startled, and his eyes were filled with joy and excitement.
At the same time, everyone in the imperial city saw what was happening on the Ancient Ancestor statue. Their gazes gathered and they saw the shadow on the statue fill the entire statue, reaching the same size as the statue itself!
It was like an overlap, but the Ancient Ancestor's appearance became blurry and unfamiliar. It was vaguely similar to Wang Lin's.
This was because his Primordial Spirit had engulfed and covered the statue of Ji Zu!
"Ancient Dao Three Soul Splits, he finally succeeded!!
I wonder what kind of reward he will obtain from the Gift of the Ancient Ancestor … "
In the sky, Xuan Luo looked at the Ancient Ancestor statue and revealed a gratified smile.
On Origin Mountain, Song Tian, who didn't participate in the ceremony, was also standing in the sky. He looked at the Ancient Ancestor statue in the distance, and the same thoughts echoed in his heart.
"What kind of fortune will he obtain from the Gift of the Ancient Ancestor …" Song Tian was looking forward to it.
Just as this scene was being watched by everyone and even the ceremony of the Ministry of Ji's coronation was delayed, the 27 halos around the Ancient Ancestor statue gave off a dazzling light and flew into the sky.
That ring of light rose into the sky, causing ripples to appear in the sky. They continued spreading out, and when the final ring of light shot up into the sky, the weather changed!
The sound of the nine songs echoed in the Ancient Shi imperial city!
This sound was beautiful and could not be described with words. It existed in this world and fused with the ripples that spread out. A dark light suddenly descended from the sky, and a ray of red gradually grew brighter. In the end, the dark light turned blood red!
It was a drop of blood!
This drop of blood contained the aura of a soul. The moment it appeared, the entire Ancient Shi imperial city became dead silent!
"Soul Blood!!"
On Origin Mountain, Song Tian's mind trembled when he saw the drop of blood, and he revealed a look of disbelief!
"It's still Soul Blood!
Three drops of Soul Blood can create an Ancient clan. He has already obtained one drop, and now … this is the second drop! "Xuan Luo took a deep breath. Even he didn't expect Wang Lin to obtain a second drop of Soul Blood!
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