His gaze swept across everyone’s faces.
“You are not slaves, not ice slaves, not cattle or horses. You are descendants of the Ice God’s bloodline.”
The square fell silent.
One hundred and thirty-seven people stood there; some were crying, some were shaking, and some were clenching their fists.
They had never heard anyone say such things before.
From a young age, they know that they are different from other people, they know that they must hide their lineage, and they know that once it is revealed, they will be captured, enslaved, and tortured.
They thought this was fate, that the Ice God’s bloodline was like this—lowly, trampled on, and forever unable to hold its head up high.
Now, someone tells them that’s not true.
“Today, I will help you awaken your bloodline.”
Jiang Xuelan raised her right hand, and a ball of ice blue light condensed in her palm. “Once you awaken, you will know what true power is. Once you awaken, you will no longer need to hide or be afraid.”
He turned to look at David.
David nodded and walked to the center of the square.
He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and withdrew the power of chaos from within his body.
Purple light burst out from his body, spreading outward like a tidal wave and covering the entire plaza.
At the same time, the 137 people in the square felt a surge of warm energy flowing into their bodies, passing through their meridians like spring sunlight melting winter ice and snow.
Jiang Xuelan also made a move.
His icy blue divine light combined with David’s chaotic power, creating a dazzling curtain of light in the sky above the plaza, alternating between purple and blue.
The light curtain slowly rotated, enveloping the 137 people within it.
The bloodline awakening had begun.
The bodies of 137 people lit up simultaneously.
Ice-blue light radiated from their bodies, resonating with Jiang Xuelan’s divine light and chaotic power.
Some people have a strong glow, while others have a weak glow; the intensity of their awakening varied depending on their bloodline concentration.
Young people have the highest blood concentrations.
His body was covered in icy blue light, so intense that it almost condensed into liquid.
His cultivation began to experience breakthroughs, from the second rank of the True God Realm to the third rank of the True God Realm, and finally reached the peak of the third rank of the True God Realm.
His hair changed from black to silvery white, his eyes from brown to ice blue, and a faint chill radiated from him, with a thin layer of ice forming on the ground beneath his feet.
The old man had the lowest bloodline concentration. His aura was weak, and his cultivation had only increased by half a minor realm level.
But tears streamed down his face. He had lived for so many years and never knew that he had such great power within him.
He thought he was just an ordinary wild cultivator, a descendant of ice slaves who was looked down upon.
Now he knew that his ancestor was once one of the strongest beings in the heavens.
FAQ Novel
Q: What significant event occurs in Luoxue City?
A: Rescued monks from the mine are gathered in the central square of Luoxue City, receiving a crucial message.
Q: What is the primary message delivered to the rescued monks?
A: They are informed that they are descendants of the Ice God’s bloodline, not slaves, and possess a powerful heritage.
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