I Want to Burn the Sky

However, the pair of eyes seemed to be faintly discernible, to the extent that the old man appeared in the void not far away, making one feel as though he did not exist in this world.    

"I didn't expect to see a descendant of my race before the death of my Saint God's soul. Moreover, he is also a descendant who has awakened the Blood Shadow of the Gods and Demons. Could it be that this is the will of the heavens in the underworld?"    

The old man's ancient words rang out from the old man's mouth.    

The space was quiet to begin with, and the sound of the wind and grass could be heard. The old man's words spread across the entire space in an instant.    

At that moment, the weak Rouer had unknowingly fallen asleep while hugging Guu Feng's statue.    

However, the words still woke Rouer up.    

She lifted her head and saw the old man's face.    

"You... You are?"    

Looking at the old man who appeared out of nowhere, Rouer could not help but panic.    

That old man calmly looked at Rouer, "You don't even know about this Saint?"    

"If those orcs were not killed and the blood and qi were to be replenished again, this Saint's remnant soul would not have reappeared in this world."    

Rouer was stunned when she heard this. She did not expect that Pattern Saint's divine soul had not completely died after so many years.    

But after a moment of shock, Rouer's beautiful eyes gradually lit up.    

It was a ray of hope, as if she had seen a ray of light in the endless darkness.    

Rouer bent her legs and knelt down in front of Pattern Saint's remnant soul.    

"Senior Pattern Saint, this statue was formed by Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng is your grandson. Please save him."    

Although Guu Feng hadn't come back to life after so many days, Rouer was already disheartened.    

However, deep in Rouer's heart, she hoped that Guu Feng would wake up at any moment.    

At this moment, Pattern Saint's afterimage was like a life-saving straw. Rouer felt that she had to grab hold of it.    

After Rouer said those words, the entire spatial zone fell into silence.    

That Pattern Saint's remnant soul actually looked at the petrified Guu Feng and did not speak for a long time.    

After a long time, a wild laugh finally came out from Pattern Saint's mouth, "Hahahaha, my grandson! It's actually my grandson!"    

"The heavens bless me! The heavens bless me!"    

With the help of the blood shadow, Pattern Saint was able to recognize that Guu Feng was from the Pattern Clan, but he didn't know that Guu Feng was his grandson.    

After all, the blood shadow's innate talent could be awakened by every member of the Pattern Clan, and it wasn't only Pattern Saint's descendant that could awaken it.    

At this moment, Rouer had told him that Guu Feng was Pattern Saint's descendant. This kind of joy was hard to describe.    

Firstly, to be able to see his grandson while he was only left with a remnant soul was an extremely happy thing.    

Secondly, Guu Feng had actually awakened the Blood Shadow of the Devil. This meant that his grandson was a dragon among men!    

How could Pattern Saint not be happy about this?    

"I thought that the Pattern Clan was going to decline after I left, but I didn't expect my grandson to have such talent. The heavens have treated the Pattern Clan well."    

"Perhaps, the great undertaking that I, Pattern Saint, have yet to complete might be completed by my grandson!"    

Although he had unfortunately died, as an expert, Pattern Saint's ambition of conquering the empire had never been extinguished. Even if he died, it wouldn't change his original intention.    

Although the war had caused the entire Great Vast World to be plunged into misery and suffering, Pattern Saint's iron-blooded sentiments had allowed him to persist in the survival of the fittest. He didn't care about the death of an ant.    

It had to be said that Pattern Saint wasn't a hero, but he was definitely an ambitious and ambitious man. The people of Pattern Clan loved him and respected him. The outsiders hated him and feared him.    

However, he also had a gentle side to him. He had the gentleness that his grandfather deserved when he treated his grandson.    

"Little girl, are you willing to do anything to save my grandson?"    

After pondering for a moment, Pattern Saint said to Rouer.    

"Yes, I am willing to do anything, as long as I can save Master Jiang Feng."    

At this moment, Rouer's beautiful eyes were filled with joy.    

From the words of Pattern Saint's remnant soul, she heard hope.    

As long as it could awaken Guu Feng, she was really willing to give up everything.    

When Pattern Saint's remnant soul heard all of this, even though it was already an afterimage, he could feel that every single word Rouer said was extremely sincere.    

The voice of the afterimage sounded once again, "It's not entirely impossible to save my grandson. It's just that this method will not be able to protect one in ten thousand."    

"Using this method to save my grandson, you might die. My grandson might not be able to wake up either. Are you willing?"    

"I am willing. As long as there is even the slightest bit of hope, I am willing!"    

Just as Pattern Saint's afterimage finished speaking, Rouer hurriedly agreed. She did not hesitate at all.    

Just as she said, even if there was a sliver of hope, she would do her best.    

At this moment, the Soul Saint's shadow in the void had become much fainter, and the blood Qi had gradually dissipated.    

It was clear that this afterimage could no longer exist for a long time.    

The shadow spoke again, "My grandson has turned into a statue at this moment, and his life saving bloodline has been exhausted. If we want to save him, we need bloodline nourishment."    

"If I, Pattern Saint, am still alive, saving my grandson won't be a difficult task."    

"However, I have already fallen, and I only have a tiny bit of my blood energy left. I can't replenish my grandson's energy at all."    

"Little girl, you aren't a member of my clan, so you shouldn't have been able to save my grandson. However, if I pour the last bit of my blood essence into my grandson's body, then you can use your own blood essence to smear my grandson's body. Continue to nourish him. After 49 days, perhaps my grandson will be able to wake up. "    

Pattern Saint wanted to use his last bit of blood essence as a catalyst to transform Rouer's blood essence into Guu Feng's life-saving bloodline.    

With the cultivation of a Mark Saint when he was alive, he would definitely be able to complete it. However, at this moment, there was only a wisp of his soul left. This was truly a risk.    

However, even if it was a risk, Rouer still agreed.    

Although she knew that her blood essence would dry up and she would die, she would definitely not miss out on the last glimmer of hope.    

"Very good!"    

Nodding her head, the remnant soul of Pattern Saint, which was formed by those blood threads, was destroyed at this moment.    

The blood lines descended from the void and entered the sculpture that was formed by the ancient wind.    

"Remember to apply the blood on the statue for 49 days. Don't forget to apply it for 1 day less!"    

After saying that, the remnant soul had already completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared.    

At this moment, Guu Feng's sculpture seemed to tremble slightly.    

Rouer did not notice this slight change.    

She only raised her wrist and waved it to cut off her wrist.    

Sparkling drops of blood flowed out from Rouer's white wrist and the pain made Rouer frown.    

But she gently bit her teeth and did not make a sound.    

She raised her wrist and let the blood drop onto Guu Feng's sculpture.    

Apart from the Pattern Clan, the other races didn't have any bloodline power, but there was blood essence in their blood.    

Blood essence existed in their blood. Every ten drops of blood didn't necessarily contain a single drop of blood essence.    

Therefore, Rouer didn't stop the wound, and allowed the blood to drip onto Guu Feng's statue.    

While dripping, she used her other hand to wipe the blood evenly so that the blood essence could fully seep into Guu Feng's sculpture.    

The blood continued to flow like this until Rouer felt dizzy. Only then did she tear off a piece of gauze from her body to stop the wound.