1631: C1631 Awakened Son of God

C1631 Awakened Son of God

In the Xianyang City!

Just as Yu Haoran was about to make use of the pure soul power contained within the soul flame to start attacking the realm of Martial Emperor, in the Hidden Dragon Immortal Realm, behind the white fog in the palace of Xianyang City ?

A handsome youth in a purple robe with an extraordinary temperament was quietly floating in the air above the fairyland.

And around the purple-robed youth, there were eight elegant white-haired old men dressed in light purple robes sitting in the air. Each of these old men had a white feather that radiated a holy light in their hands.

The white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on the northern side of the purple-clothed youth raised his head and looked at the thunder and lightning in the sky of the fairyland. A trace of happiness appeared in his eyes as he instructed the other seven white-haired old men.

"The ancient thunder has already descended and the void barrier of the ancient god's training grounds is about to be broken. We will immediately awaken the ninth prince's sleeping divine soul and descend upon the Profound Sky Continent under the guidance of the son of the nine gods, to reconstruct the glory that had existed when the Ancient Gods ruled over all living things."

"We shall follow the orders of the prince!" The other seven white-haired old men had similarly excited expressions as they lowered their heads and replied.

"Everyone, recover your peak God Tribe bodies right now. Summon the power of my God's Desolation from within the holy feather and use the divine light to awaken the Nine God Children's God Soul in their slumber!" The white-haired old man, who was referred to as the prince, stood up with his two fingers holding onto the sacred feather. He looked toward the other seven elders with an excited expression.

Hearing the orders given by the white-haired old man, the other seven elders simultaneously stood up. As their bodies abruptly grew in height, a pair of holy white wings slowly spread out from the backs of the seven elders.

If Yu Haoran were to see what was happening in the Hidden Dragon Immortal Realm right now, he would definitely be shocked to the point of inhaling a breath of cold air. This was because the number of white wings on the backs of the seven white-haired elders had reached five.

According to the division between the number of wings the god race possessed and their realms, these seven white-haired old men were all gods with War God Realm.

If these seven white-haired old men from the War God Realm were to descend onto the Profound Sky Continent, even the Four Great Guardian Family s and the mysterious Hollow Jade Temple would probably immediately open the door and surrender!

The seven white-haired old men had already successfully recovered their god race bodies. The white-haired old man who was known as the prince also spread five pairs of holy and radiant wings on his back as his body rapidly increased in size.

However, it was different from the other seven white-haired elders. The five pairs of wings on the back of the white-haired elder far exceeded the length and height of the other seven.

Subsequently, the eight white haired old men tossed the white feathers in their hands towards the violet-clothed youth that had a long aura that floated in the air.

Looking at the eight white feathers that were meddling in the purple-clothed youth's five limbs, heart, and abdomen, the white-haired old man of the prince respectfully chanted in a soft voice.

"My Sovereign's Ode will be a holy spirit that will forever protect the god race and be holy for all eternity!"

Accompanied by the white-haired old man's soft song, the five pairs of wings on the backs of the eight white-haired old men immediately lit up with dazzling, scorching white flames.

"Go!"

The eight white-haired old men flapping the five pairs of wings on their backs pointed at the purple-clothed youth and shouted.

Accompanied by a light shout, a total of 40 pairs of burning white flames surged into the eight feathers on the violet-clothed youth's body.

The eight feathers that had absorbed the scorching white flame slowly began to melt, and then slowly seeped into the purple-clothed youth's body.

"Boom!"

After the eight feathers completely melted into the purple-clothed youth's body, they suddenly erupted with an incomparably terrifying aura.

An incomparably terrifying aura instantly radiated throughout the entire Ancient God's Trial Grounds. Be it the Emperor's Realm, the powerful beasts of the God Realm, or the experts of the God Clan who were cultivating, under the pressure of the terrifying aura, they either directly crawled on the ground with trembling bodies, or knelt on the ground respectfully with their knees touching the ground.

"Everyone, use our divine blood to awaken the divine power of our Lord in the Holy Feather!"

Seeing the terrifying aura rising from the purple-clothed youth, the white-haired old man ordered the other seven old men. After cutting his finger, he forced out a drop of light purple blood.

The blood of the other seven white-haired elders was bright red.

Just as the eight old men were about to force a drop of their own blood out, a suction force suddenly appeared from within the violet-clothed youth's body, directly sucking in a light purple and seven drops of bright red blood.

As soon as the eight drops of blood entered the violet-clothed youth's body, the terrifying aura rising up from him was immediately retracted.

Soon after, a shadow with six pairs of enormous wings extended from its back, appearing beside the purple-clothed youth.1

"I, Han, pay my respects to my Lord!" After seeing the six-winged shadow that appeared beside the purple-clothed youth, the white-haired old man immediately knelt down on one knee, pressing his left head against his chest and greeting.

"God's Servant greets my Lord, may my Lord live forever!" The other seven white-haired old men also knelt down on one knee, their heads pressing against their chests as they respectfully greeted.

Facing the respect of the eight white-haired old men, the six-winged shadow didn't respond at all. It only extended its faint left hand to press against the purple-clothed youth's forehead, and then the six-winged shadow turned into a pure white holy cannon that shot into the purple-clothed youth's sea of consciousness.

Ten seconds later, the violet-clothed youth that was silently floating in the air slowly opened his eyes. His charming eyes that were like a sea of stars revealed an expression of deep exhaustion.

"Your Highness God Child!"

"God's Attendant greets His Highness God Child!"

Facing the purple-clothed youth who had awoken and was sitting cross-legged in midair, the eight white-haired old men pressed their left heads against their chests without kneeling down in respect.

"I'll have to trouble royal uncle and the seven lords to protect me!" After sweeping a glance at Shen Han and the seven divine servants, the son of the Nine God said in an indifferent tone, "Thank you."

"Your Highness God, how do you feel now?" Ji Hao put away the five pairs of wings on his back and flew up to the Nine God Children, asking with a trace of expectation in his eyes.

He raised his head and looked at the sky where lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. He retracted his gaze from under the Nine Divine Gods' gaze and replied with a hint of haughtiness in his expression.

"After countless years of training in the abyss, this god's soul already possesses the ability to attack the supreme realm. However, due to the influence of the divine body's realm, I'll probably need a very long time of cultivation."

"Your Highness, now that all living things in Profound Sky Continent have awoken, the Heavenly Dao at the perfection stage of the Code has already fallen into a deep sleep. This is the best time for Your Highness to borrow the power of heaven and earth to attack the supreme realm." After hearing the Nine-God son's reply, his cold eyes revealed a hint of joy as he hurriedly reminded.

"Royal Uncle, this god's soul has left the sea of consciousness for too long, resulting in the divine soul being somewhat unfamiliar with the control of the divine body. I'm afraid I'll need to spend some time to get used to it."

After sensing his condition for a while, the Nine God Children instructed Han Li.

"Royal Uncle, gather the army of the god race. This god's son has decided to tear apart the void of the stadium in a month's time, and then bring all of you to the Profound Sky Continent to restore the glory of our god race, which ruled over all living things in the ancient times."

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