Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 561 The Source of Bloodline (Part 3)

"..."

silence.

Han Yi could feel the power of this force.

As long as he nods in agreement and submits, another power within his body, the power of his bloodline, will awaken.

Just like Tantai Xunzhen before him, he instantly crossed several levels and gained power.

Even grandmasters, or those above grandmaster level, seem far inferior to this power.

All he needed to do was kneel down and serve wholeheartedly.

"I..." Han Yi closed his eyes for a moment, but ultimately refused with reluctance.

He had previously envied Tantai Xunzhen and those from noble families who possessed great power without needing to cultivate.

He himself had even dreamed of one day possessing the power of bloodline.

It seems impossible now.

Wholehearted dedication? Are you kidding me?!

If the information remaining in the brain is true, then he will undoubtedly never be able to awaken his bloodline.

Because once he chooses this path, all his secrets will be exposed.

His greatest secrets are his ability to travel through time and his control panel; once exposed, it's hard to imagine the chain reaction they would trigger.

After making his decision, Han Yi slowly opened his eyes.

But then he suddenly realized that he couldn't seem to get out!

His thought of refusal seemed to be sensed by Zhi in an instant, and a grand emotion of regret began to spread throughout the entire starry sky, causing the giant serpent to disappear in an instant.

No matter how Han Yi tried, he could only stay in place, motionless.

All the light around us disappeared completely, leaving us in complete darkness.

A powerful tremor began to slowly rise from the edge of the universe.

The black light wave crushed everything... sweeping across all galaxies, even the smallest meteorites were reduced to the tiniest cosmic dust in this light wave.

"this…..."

A chill ran through Han Yi's heart.

He didn't know how he got to this starry space, but it seemed unlikely that he had come in his physical body.

More likely, it is an existence similar to a soul, spirit, or will.

But regardless of which one it is, if this black light touches him, then his physical body will probably become a living dead, that is, a so-called vegetative state.

It seems the bloodline within him... is no pushover!

If your bloodline doesn't awaken, then you'll die!

He can't just sit here and wait to die!

"Panel, add points!" he shouted in a low voice.

Swish...

Suddenly, everything before his eyes blurred, and a layer of white appeared on the screen, which seemed to be breaking through layers of difficult obstacles, only half of it faintly emerging.

But then, the black light waves slowly surged in, covering the white panel once again.

The black and white colors flashed back and forth, like an old black and white television that had malfunctioned.

At this moment, the panel slowly appeared and then blurred and disappeared. The frequency of the panel appearing increased, and the number of times it appeared also increased.

Finally, the white panel gained the upper hand and stabilized.

The vast expanse of starry sky before Han Yi's eyes began to fade rapidly, as if time were flowing backward. In the dim light, he seemed to see the giant serpent suddenly open its eyes and look in his direction.

When Han Yi opened his eyes, he was still in the secret room.

But as soon as he returned to the secret room, he discovered that something was wrong with his body.

Intense pain surged forth like a tidal wave.

This pain doesn't seem to be from an external or internal injury, and the specific location of the bleeding can be identified.

It's more like a wound that has penetrated deep into the soul, an irreparable injury. It's as if someone is taking a hammer and nail, digging deep into the bone marrow, slowly chipping away at it.

ah…...

Intense screams and screams of pain echoed continuously in the sealed room.

Where Han Yi was sitting, a small stream of sweat had formed, with large amounts of sweat seeping down like rain.

His face was pale, his breathing was rapid, and every part of his body ached. He was weak and powerless, and even standing up was difficult.

"Relying on bloodlines... dedicating oneself entirely..." Han Yi roared, "Isn't that slavery?"

He clenched his teeth so hard that his gums broke, and streaks of blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

“This world… this world!” He swayed as he slowly stood up.

Suddenly, the pain intensified, as if something was being rapidly drawn out of my blood and into my very soul.

Han Yi trembled all over, his face contorted in pain, and his skin turned pale all over, losing its original rosy color. Even his muscles and fascia began to atrophy.

This is a manifestation of a significant loss of qi and blood, resulting in a deficiency of qi and blood.

"I don't believe... that in this world, only bloodline... can lead to the pinnacle..." Han Yi's back was slightly hunched as he spoke each word slowly and deliberately, "Pure-blooded martial artists should also have their own path!"

All the blood-red crystals resembling snake scales within his body were extracted and gathered together.

"Relying on bloodlines... how much of this so-called power truly belongs to oneself?"

Han Yi's voice was deep, decisive, and resolute.

"I only believe in my own strength!"

Bang…...

In an instant, all the snake scale crystals in his body exploded, turning into a torrent that scattered with a roar.

Han Yi's vision instantly turned crimson. Countless natural inheritances, secret techniques, precious medicines, and divine weapons from his bloodline flashed before his eyes.

However, Han Yi remained expressionless and unwavering.

All the bloody torrents then transformed into a chorus of curses and curses, nothing more than accusations of betraying ancestors, abandoning glory, and being condemned by heaven…

Han Yi just kept watching, his expression calm.

He didn't know if his choice was right or wrong.

He didn't know whether he could reach the level of his bloodline memories through his own cultivation.

But there was one thing he was absolutely certain of: the path of bloodline awakening was not suitable for him.

To surrender one's mind and body to the control of some unknown entity?

Are you kidding me? !

If it's not suitable, then it needs to be abandoned. Regardless of whether he can reach the pinnacle of martial arts, he won't regret it.

The crimson torrent struggled on, eventually transforming into a small ouroboros, possessing the same inexplicable aura as the giant serpent he had seen in the inheritance.

Without a doubt, this was the bloodline's final counterattack.

A more formal term for it could be called bloodline backlash.

If you can't survive, there's only one outcome: death.

This blood-red ouroboros seemed to be connected to a powerful being. As soon as it appeared, the strange aura emanating from it grew stronger, as if a powerful consciousness was about to awaken.

Han Yi immediately became wary.

However, in the next instant, an even more powerful beam of white light appeared and instantly obliterated it.

"No…..."

A grand, hollow, and unwilling voice rang out, yet it was utterly powerless to resist.

The crimson ouroboros instantly turned into blood spots and re-merged into Han Yi's body.

puff!

Han Yi spat out a mouthful of dark red blood.