Ancestor, I Have a Hero Temple

Xia Sheng, who was already at the end of his life, just took a nap, but he didn't expect that when he woke up again, it would be ten thousand years later, and the world had already reached the third era. But he discovered that not only could he enter a heroic temple with his consciousness, but he also received all the blessings from the seven heroic kings of the human race, and controlled unparalleled power. He thought he could look down on all races with these abilities, but these abilities have considerable conditions for use. And he did not expect that after thousands of years, the pure-blooded human race would not have a single god willing to send blessings. Even the hero king who once looked down upon the gods was buried in the dust of history, and only a handful of people remembered them. Now they are the lowest ethnic group in the world, and their status is not as good as the wild dogs on the roadside. As their ancestor, he can only shoulder the burden of the entire ethnic group alone.