Sacrifice the bloodline, kill the gods to start
I awakened the ancient divine blood, but it was my family's sacrifice to heaven.
My clan brother mocked me for not being able to survive the coming-of-age ceremony, and my saintly fiancée broke off the engagement in public.
I smiled and slit my wrist and sprinkled the divine blood on the altar: "Since you all want me to die——"
"Then let's see, which one of the gods and ancestors will be devoured first?"
The divine blood ignited the ancient forbidden formation, and the sleeping ancestral spirits howled in the flames.
The sky was torn apart, and a golden eye slowly opened, and he was looking at me——
No, it's... Fear of me.
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The bloodline resonance was like a sea tide, sweeping through the entire testing square in waves.
On the ancient altar, dark iron chains as thick as a child's arm clattered. The sound was dull and rough, like heavy breathing coming from deep underground. The blood-colored rune stones at the four corners of the altar shone ominously, and the halo of light spread, dyeing the air a turbid rust color.
Lin Ke stood in the center of the altar, shirtless. Sweat mixed with some kind of sticky, gray-black dirty liquid dripped down from every inch of his tight skin. He was very thin, and his ribs were sharp and jagged like weathered rock. But his back was straight, like a steel drill forced into the center of the altar.
Pain.
Unspeakable pain exploded from the deepest part of the bone marrow, spreading and tearing along every nerve ending. What was running through his veins was no longer blood, but molten iron, burning his internal organs and steaming his consciousness. Every "resonance" of his bloodline was like an invisible heavy hammer hitting his soul hard, trying to smash him into flesh and then merge with this altar.
